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"Is...is his eyes bad?"

Qin Wanzhi asked a question with a very low voice.

Aning thought for a while and replied, "The black blind man is not really blind, he just cannot see the light during the day, but he can see very clearly at night.

"It's like...well...infrared is invisible in the sun, and it's so-bright in the dark."

After hearing Aning's description, the netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned and shocked, and sent out bullet-screens——

"I'm sorry, is there such a thing in the world?"

"It's outrageous to open the door to Outrageous, Outrageous is home! It's unbelievable that a person has such strange eyes."

"I can't see it during the day, but I can see it at night? See you in a long time!"

"Are there any medical experts who stand up to popularize science?"

"I've never heard of it, I've never seen it, anyway, it's the first time I've heard of it."

"Could it be something special? It feels amazing."

"Hei Xiazi is a talent. The light in the ancient tomb is dim, and his ability is equivalent to (a weakened version of Night Eyes."

When netizens chat,

In the game, the Caucasian interrupted the chat between Qin Wanzhi and Aning, walked over and said,

"If you have something to talk about slowly, let's take a look at what the blind man and the little brother brought out of the nursing home.

At this moment, Qin Wanzhi realized that the little brother had disappeared, and the blind man walked towards a tent.

Aning gave Naive and the others a wink, meaning to say: "Follow up".

So Qin Wanzhi and Fatty Wang chased after them naively. Along the way, they saw many tents and sleeping bags.

The tent that Heixiazi went to was different. It was the largest of them all, with a diameter of four to five meters. There was a sign in Tibetan written on it, and I don't know what it was written on.

The three of Qin Wanzhi and Hei Xiazi went in front and back. The inside of the tent was very warm, with a charcoal stove burning, and the little brother was half-warming the fire while closing his eyes to rest.

Aning soon walked into the tent and asked straight to the point,

"What about things?"

"Damn, you're so impatient." The black blind man still had a gold medal smile on his face, reached out to feel the buttons in his backpack, and then took out a flat box made of mahogany.

The box was opened, revealing a broken blue and white porcelain plate inside, and a palm-sized area was missing on the left side.

...asking for flowers...

"What is this?" Fatty Wang stared at it, as if he was estimating the value of the porcelain plate.

"How much can you sell? Whoever sees it will have a share?"

Just as he was talking, the curtain of the tent was lifted in the blink of an eye, and two more people walked in from the outside.

One of them is an old Tibetan woman with white hair, and the other is a middle-aged Tibetan woman.

The old woman was in her seventies by visual inspection, but she had sharp eyes and was very energetic overall.

The middle-aged women didn't see any outstanding features, just a very ordinary Tibetan appearance.

With the arrival of the two, the atmosphere in the entire tent became more respectful and solemn.

Except for the black glasses and Poker bottle who did not move, the rest of the people sat upright, intentionally or unintentionally, as if meeting some distinguished guest.

"This old woman seems to have a lot of status, Fatty Wang whispered to Qin Wanzhi.

"Well, I can tell." Qin Wanzhi nodded, and saw the old woman sit down, and Aning offered the porcelain plate from the Golmud Sanatorium with both hands, and asked,

"Well, grandma, take a look, is this the thing factory you saw back then?".