A treasure-appraisal maniac

Song Ji'an's hands holding the branch were trembling. He had witnessed with his own eyes that the branch was cut from the jujube tree and placed in the bucket. He had also witnessed with his own eyes the incredible reactions between the branch and the water. Now, , this jujube branch that was cut down just two days ago has changed beyond recognition. Its appearance is as black as ink, with small cracks and various characteristics of carbonization. If not for witnessing the entire production process, who would be holding this branch? Tell him that if this is actually a jujube branch, Song Ji'an will have to think that the other party is crazy.

Next, the identification instrument set that the teacher spent more than eight years developing will be tested by this jujube branch. Currently, it is completely invisible to the naked eye that it is a jujube tree. Can the instrument set really identify it?

Although the teacher had confidence in the instrument, Song Ji'an felt uncertain.

What should come will always come. Song Ji'an took a deep breath and sent the branch to the entrance conveyor belt. He looked back at the teacher. Zhao Jinzhou nodded resolutely. Song Ji'an then decisively pressed the button, and the final identification step was completed. ,Officially begin.

At the same time, the display screen lit up and the scanning process began. Everyone at the scene held their breath except Lu Fei. Fatty Wang and others clenched their fists nervously. Zhao Jinzhou also had fine beads of sweat on his temples. Except for the sound of the instruments, it was eerily quiet.

In twenty seconds, the instrument scanned three times. This short twenty seconds was doubly painful for the people around. It can be said that every second is like a year.

"Ding!"

The clear beep of the instrument made the veterans' hearts hang high.

The next second, the scan results appeared on the display screen. Some people did not dare to watch and closed their eyes nervously. But it didn't matter. Zhao Jinzhou's instrument was very considerate. Regardless of the displayed results, there were also intelligent reports!

"Ding!"

"This test is completed. The test results are as follows: The object, sunken wood, was formed about 7,600 years ago. The error of this identification is about fifty years. The identification is completed!"

quiet!

It was deathly quiet, as if this was not the scientific research studio of the Academy of Sciences, but the morgue of a hospital.

Five seconds later, Fatty Wang's lips trembled a few times: "Yin, Yin Chenmu!"

"boom!"

In an instant, the studio was boiling.

"Yes, you heard me right, what the instrument identifies is dark wood."

"So, Tattered Flying won?"

"I won, hahaha, I won. The instrument didn't work this time."

"Hahaha, we won. Damn Fei, you are so awesome. I have lived for most of my life. Even my parents

If you don’t agree with me, I will really like you! "

"Tattered and flying awesome."

The old guys shouted with excitement and screamed weirdly. They were even more excited than their wives when they gave birth to a baby.

On the contrary, Song Ji'an collapsed directly on the ground relying on the instrument. His teacher Zhao Jinzhou's body suddenly swayed, his steps staggered and he almost fell.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The old guys in the archaeological team are quite evil. The master and the disciples were as lost as losing their wives, but they didn't have any sympathy. They took the opportunity to add insult to injury and kept pricking their hearts.

Zhang Yanhe gave Zhao Jinzhou a thumbs up: "Academician Zhao, your instrument is really powerful. It can identify branches cut down the day before yesterday as products from 7,500 years ago. That's awesome!"

"Hey, why do I feel that BaBaanFei has suffered a big loss this time? If this instrument enters the market in advance and gets market certification, BaBaanFei will find another shortcut to make a fortune!"

"Isn't that right? Gloomy Wood is still an old material from 7,500 years ago. It must be a few thousand dollars a year. If you just soak a branch, it's tens or even millions. I feel like it's so broken. 100 million."

"Fart, it's more than 100 million. Just throw away half a bucket of water. You can soak at least twenty branches of such a big branch. If you use a big tank to soak two or three hundred branches, it won't be a problem. How much is it worth!"

"Damn, why don't you use the swimming pool to soak in it? You can soak dozens of jujube trees in a swimming pool at a time!"

"Hey, what you said makes sense, Lao Fu. Calculating it this way, the loss to Bashaan Fei is immeasurable."

These shameless old guys kept scratching their hearts. Zhao Jinzhou's face turned purple, he clutched his chest tightly, and almost fainted. Fortunately, one student had a good attitude and immediately reacted to give the teacher medicine. Otherwise, he would probably have to Lu Fei took action to rescue him personally.

After a long time, Zhao Jinzhou finally came to his senses. He didn't care about the cynicism from Fatty Wang and others. He tremblingly came to the instrument and checked it carefully. So far, he still can't accept this fact.

Although Zhao Jinzhou is not an archeology major, he is very familiar with the composition and formation of sunken wood. Sunken wood is caused by natural disasters such as earthquakes, floods, mudslides, etc., which caused ancient forests to be buried upside down in the low-lying depths of ancient river beds. Or it is formed in the sludge through slow carbonization over thousands of years in an environment of anoxia, high pressure, weak acid, and microorganisms.

The formation of dark wood not only takes a long time, but also requires various indispensable coincidences. But this piece of wood in the instrument, how could it be identified as dark wood? There must be something wrong. Song Ji'an's hands holding the branch were trembling. He had witnessed with his own eyes that the branch was cut from the jujube tree and placed in the bucket. He had also witnessed with his own eyes the incredible reactions between the branch and the water. Now, , this jujube branch that was cut down just two days ago has changed beyond recognition. Its appearance is as black as ink, with small cracks and various characteristics of carbonization. If not for witnessing the entire production process, who would be holding this branch? Tell him that if this is actually a jujube branch, Song Ji'an will have to think that the other party is crazy.

Next, the identification instrument set that the teacher spent more than eight years developing will be tested by this jujube branch. Currently, it is completely invisible to the naked eye that it is a jujube tree. Can the instrument set really identify it?

Although the teacher had confidence in the instrument, Song Ji'an felt uncertain.

What should come will always come. Song Ji'an took a deep breath and sent the branch to the entrance conveyor belt. He looked back at the teacher. Zhao Jinzhou nodded resolutely. Song Ji'an then decisively pressed the button, and the final identification step was completed. ,Officially begin.

At the same time, the display screen lit up and the scanning process began. Everyone at the scene held their breath except Lu Fei. Fatty Wang and others clenched their fists nervously. Zhao Jinzhou also had fine beads of sweat on his temples. Except for the sound of the instruments, it was eerily quiet.

In twenty seconds, the instrument scanned three times. This short twenty seconds was doubly painful for the people around. It can be said that every second is like a year. .??.

"Ding!"

The clear beep of the instrument made the veterans' hearts hang high.

The next second, the scan results appeared on the display screen. Some people did not dare to watch and closed their eyes nervously. But it didn't matter. Zhao Jinzhou's instrument was very considerate. Regardless of the displayed results, there were also intelligent reports!

"Ding!"

"This test is completed. The test results are as follows: The object, sunken wood, was formed about 7,600 years ago. The error of this identification is about fifty years. The identification is completed!"

quiet!

It was deathly quiet, as if this was not the scientific research studio of the Academy of Sciences, but the morgue of a hospital.

Five seconds later, Fatty Wang's lips trembled a few times: "Yin, Yin Chenmu!"

"boom!"

In an instant, the studio was boiling.

"Yes, you heard me right, what the instrument identifies is dark wood."

"So, Tattered Flying won?"

"I won, hahaha, I won. The instrument didn't work this time."

"Hahaha, we won. Damn Fei, you are so awesome. I have lived for most of my life. Even my parents

If you don’t agree with me, I will really like you! "

"Tattered and flying awesome."

The old guys shouted with excitement and screamed weirdly. They were even more excited than their wives when they gave birth to a baby.

On the contrary, Song Ji'an collapsed directly on the ground relying on the instrument. His teacher Zhao Jinzhou's body suddenly swayed, his steps staggered and he almost fell.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The old guys in the archaeological team are quite evil. The master and the disciples were as lost as losing their wives, but they didn't have any sympathy. They took the opportunity to add insult to injury and kept pricking their hearts.

Zhang Yanhe gave Zhao Jinzhou a thumbs up: "Academician Zhao, your instrument is really powerful. It can identify branches cut down the day before yesterday as products from 7,500 years ago. That's awesome!"

"Hey, why do I feel that BaBaanFei has suffered a big loss this time? If this instrument enters the market in advance and gets market certification, BaBaanFei will find another shortcut to make a fortune!"

"Isn't that right? Gloomy Wood is still an old material from 7,500 years ago. It must be a few thousand dollars a year. If you just soak a branch, it's tens or even millions. I feel like it's so broken. 100 million."

"Fart, it's more than 100 million. Just throw away half a bucket of water. You can soak at least twenty branches of such a big branch. If you use a big tank to soak two or three hundred branches, it won't be a problem. How much is it worth!"

"Damn it, why don't you use the swimming pool to soak in it? You can soak dozens of jujube trees in a swimming pool at a time!"

"Hey, what you said makes sense, Lao Fu. If you look at it this way, the loss to Bashaan Fei will be immeasurable."

These shameless old guys kept scratching their hearts. Zhao Jinzhou's face turned purple, he clutched his chest tightly, and almost fainted. Fortunately, one student had a good attitude and immediately reacted to give the teacher medicine. Otherwise, he would probably have to Lu Fei took action to rescue him personally.

After a long time, Zhao Jinzhou finally came to his senses. He didn't care about the cynicism from Fatty Wang and others. He tremblingly came to the instrument and checked it carefully. So far, he still couldn't accept this fact.

Although Zhao Jinzhou is not an archeology major, he still knows a lot about the composition and formation of sunken wood. Sunken wood is caused by natural disasters such as earthquakes, floods, mudslides, etc., which caused ancient forests to be buried upside down in the low-lying depths of ancient river beds. Or it is formed in the sludge through slow carbonization over thousands of years in an environment of anoxia, high pressure, weak acid, and microorganisms.

The formation of dark wood not only takes a long time, but also requires various indispensable coincidences. But this piece of wood in the instrument, how could it be identified as dark wood? There must be something wrong.