Moon Black Wind Gao Aunt Haunted

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At this very moment, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi was... very panicked.

Because in front of him, two famous curators of the museum were hooking their shoulders, pointing at him and laughing wildly, and seemed to want to do something to him.

"Hahahahahaha..." The director of the tour exhibition from the Ministry of Cultural Heritage almost laughed out of the mutton steamed buns, he pointed at Shanba Kiri Changyi, his fingers trembling with laughter, "I wanted to see your fake tricks, but I didn't expect It's actually a new knife!"

The curator of the touring exhibition was out of breath with a smile, "My grandson has been playing with the Golden Hoop for half a year and there is nothing new!"

No wonder he laughed, because Yamabukiri Nagayoshi is the sword of JP's Southern and Northern Dynasties, and it is probably the Yuan Dynasty of China in conversion.

However, this "Yuan Dynasty" knife is so brand new that it doesn't even have a single scratch. It doesn't make sense for any reason.

"I have lived most of my life, and this is the first time I have seen such a careless fake cultural relic." The curator of the JP museum sighed non-stop as he looked at Yamabukiri Nagayoshi's shiny blade.

Even a discerning person with a normal IQ can tell that this is definitely not an ancient knife.

The curator of the JP museum patted the curator of the traveling exhibition on the shoulder, "Old Ho, I once saw the real Yamabukiri Nagayoshi at the Tokugawa Art Museum, and I'm here to appraise this knife for you, listen to it."

"Very good, very good!"

Drunk, the head of the JP Museum found the tape measure from the drawer, "This Yamabukiri is long, it is two feet three inches five cents long, let's measure it to see if it is this length..."

The tour curator hiccupped and helped JP curator pull out the blade of Yamabukiri Nagayoshi, and then opened the measuring tape to measure from the beginning to the end.

Two feet, three inches and five cents, exactly!

This result stunned the two old curators. It was really unexpected. They didn't expect that such a careless knife would be the right size.

"Quickly, look at the stem of the knife again." The director of the JP Museum rolled up the tape measure and began to measure the delicate parts. It must be known that the more delicate the parts, the more difficult it is to imitate them.

The result came out, no matter how the old curator measured it, the standard 16cm was exactly the same.

The two curators looked at each other and were stunned. It can be said that the imitation products of these years can't reach this level of sophistication at all, and deviations can be said to be inevitable.

However, the sword in front of them is exactly the same as that of the Tokugawa Art Museum's Yamaba Kiri Nagayoshi.

"Wait, there's another place." JP curator suddenly came to his senses, startled the tour curator, and then he started to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

The tour curator pushed his glasses and leaned over: "What are you going to do?"

"Magnifying glass, where did you put the magnifying glass... There is one characteristic of Yamabuki Kiri Nagayoshi, which is absolutely not in this fake."

Curator Wenshang made a promise to curator He of the touring exhibition, and then continued to rummaging through the boxes, but was stopped by curator He.

Curator He took out the magnifying glass from his carry-on bag and handed it to the curator of JP Museum Wenshang. As a cultural relic appraisal and protector, the magnifying glass is carried with him.

Curator Wenshang was also polite, and directly took the magnifying glass and began to observe.

"In the Tokugawa Museum of Art, there are traces of shortening on the original Yamababa Kiri Nagayoshi. It can be speculated that it used to be a Taidao or Odachi... It would be too difficult to imitate this."

Curator Wengami's fingers stroked the blade of Yamabukiri Nagayoshi, and suddenly froze when they slid across the front end.

The obvious rough feeling made the fingertips a little painful, and the oblique lines on the blade were obviously the traces of the whetstone.

There really is——!

The cost of this counterfeiting is too high, which means that the swordsmith directly made a Taidao based on Yamabuki Kirigi Nagayoshi, and then took painstaking time and effort to sharpen it...

In ancient times, it never took so much effort to make Yamabashi Kirihiro!

The two old men looked at each other, completely stupefied for a while, especially curator Wenshang, who threatened to let friends see the gap between real and fake products, couldn't even say a word. After a long while, they returned Came to his senses, started to save face, and started to talk to himself in embarrassment——

"So, it's still too new. Anyway, it's not right to be so new!"

"That's right! That's right!"

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"Old He, don't you think this is the counterfeiter's contempt for the two of us?"

Curator Wengami pulled out the blade of Nagayoshi Yamabukiri, and the new and sharp steel reflected the cloudy eyes of the old curator.

"It's more like a work of art by an old craftsman than a toy."

Even the tour curator, who has seen many cultural relics, nodded, "It's just the last step to make it old. This is... are they going to try the strength of these two old guys?"

That's right, there is no flaw except that it is not old-fashioned. What is this if it is not a declaration of war?This challenged the face of the museum directors of the two countries in one breath!

What's more, these two curators have the bonus of "drunkenness" buff, which is even more unscrupulous.

"Then try it. We have seen a lot of fake cultural relics, and it is natural to learn how to make old ones without a teacher."

They just want to have a try, to challenge and see if they can make the handle in front of them, which is enough to distinguish the real one from the real one, and make it so old that it is 100% the same as the real one.

As soon as the words were finished, the precious knife in the old dean's hand rang out for some reason, and the metal sound was clear and audible, probably because of the trembling of old people's hands.

"Then, I'll try my way first."

I don't know what happened, but the scene has become a small competition between JP countries and relics. Of course, no matter whether you win or lose, there is no sense of honor in this kind of thing.

At this moment, the museum was already off work at night, and the spirits of all the cultural relics fell into a deep sleep. Suddenly, the headlights of the jp local exhibition hall were turned on.

This exhibition hall is full of cultural relics from JP's native land. At this moment, they were suddenly awakened from their deep sleep, and they all looked at the JP curator who hurried in, a little confused.

Isn't it already closed?Is this why you have to work overtime?

I saw the curator of JP holding a stainless steel basin, and hurried to the central setting area of ​​the exhibition hall. There was a set of Taro Urashima, and curator Wenshang scooped up a basin full of sand with a basin, and ran out quickly , I even forgot to turn off the lights in the exhibition hall.

JP National Cultural Relics: ...

In the exhibition hall, a fox statue of Inari God Oyatsu was the first to react. It stared coldly at the curator's back and sighed silently.

"……Neuropathy."

JP curator's method is very simple, that is to sand the brand new blade to make it scratch and broken.This method sounds easy and is easy to do, but it is very troublesome and tiring.

Director He didn't even look at it, he just reached out to grab the Yamabukiri Nagayoshi in the middle of the table, but his grasp was in vain. The knife that was originally placed in the center of the table was moved to the table for some reason. At the very edge of the table, like a child who is afraid of injections, trembling at the corner of the table.

However, just like a child who couldn't escape the injection in the end, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi... finally fell into the sand basin.

"Hahaha I'm not tired, a little bit of hard work is nothing." There was a toothache sound of sand rubbing against metal in the office, creaking, but Director Wenshang chatted with Director He cheerfully.

Today, the curator of Wenshang is going to confront this knife forger. Since they can fake a Taidao and grind it into a sword, he doesn't feel tired of kneading the blade with sand.

He just couldn't swallow it.

No, along with his anger, there are more and more worn scratches on the brand-new blade, and it looks more and more worn... Of course, if the two curators are god judges, then they can still see it. The two yellow words "minor injury" floated on the blade.

Moreover, the word "minor injury" in yellow gradually turned orange with the actions of the JP curator...

That's right, after a short period of time, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi is no longer the incomparably brand-new appearance before.

"Then next, it's time."

Director He from the Ministry of Cultural Heritage smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. The director of JP has a way, and he, the director from the Ministry of Cultural Relics, also has his own other way.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and ran out the door just like Director Wenshang.

The day before yesterday was the last day of the calligraphy and painting exhibition, and yesterday's job was to put all the cultural relics into the carriage, ready to be transported back to the country. At this moment, the cultural relics that came across the ocean have also fallen into a deep sleep...

Suddenly, the light came on all of a sudden.

The cultural relics were suddenly awakened from their slumber, and they all looked at the clumsy Director He trying to climb up the carriage in a daze, a little confused.

What is this for? Could it be that the exhibition has been postponed to inform them to continue their business trip in JP country?

I saw curator He of the touring exhibition climbed into the carriage, and went straight to his small broken suitcase under the bewildered eyes of the cultural relics. He threw aside the mutton and steamed buns that he usually treasured casually, but cautiously He hugged the bottles and cans of seasonings and tea in his arms.

Turning off the lights, curator He, who was carrying the seasonings, was just about to climb out of the carriage, when he suddenly thought of something, turned back in a hurry, turned on the lights and went to the suitcase to continue rummaging.

Immediately afterwards, curator He of the touring exhibition was very satisfied... He took his big iron pot for stewing mutton and seasonings and left. He left in such a hurry that he even forgot to turn off the lights in the carriage.

Touring cultural relics: ...

A modern oil painting helplessly looked up at the glaring lights on the roof of the carriage, lamented the coming sleepless night, then stared at the obese back of the tour curator holding a large iron pot, and complained in a low voice.

"...you are so fat."

The author has something to say: 1. The two curators are fully aware that the Changyi in their hands is not genuine, so they made such a fuss

2. Cultural relics are afraid of light fading. In fact, they are all covered up, but after all, they can’t cover the spirit body, right?

3. There are not many tutorials on how to make old cultural relics on the Internet... This is also understandable, so I wrote about how to make old porcelain, please don't pay attention to these details.

4. Maybe, maybe... are you going to be a VIP soon?I will knock on the window and ask the editor, thank you very much for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~