Super Treasure Hunter

"Huh, what about this porcelain bottle? My great empire has already identified it as a counterfeit, can you tell that it is genuine?" Muto Xiaozuo asked angrily. The appearance this week has completely disrupted his plan.

Zhou Zhong smiled and shook his head and said, "No, it is indeed a fake."

Muto Xiaozuo immediately said with great pride: "Haha, well, since you admit that he is a fake, then you can tell, how do you tell that it is a fake? If you can't tell, or the conclusion of the appraisal with our great empire The same, it means that you Chinese are nothing more than this, and in the future, don't brag about how broad and profound you are."

"Okay." Zhongzhou agreed very simply, then took the bottle in air, snapped and fell to the ground.

"Ah! Midweek, what are you doing!" Muto Xiaozuo asked angrily.

The other people in the classroom also stood up one after another, looking at the middle of the week for unknown reasons, not knowing what happened in the middle of the week. Xin said that even if you can't identify the cause, you don't have to drop someone's bottle, right?

Zhou Zhong squatted down with a smile, picked up a fragment of the vase, then stood up and showed everyone: "This vase is true or not, please see for yourself."

Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked silly, and saw that the production date was written in red letters inside the fragment, 2016, 05, and 11.

Muto Xiaozuo and the others even grew their mouths, looking at Zhou Zhong with a dumb face.

The mouth of this porcelain bottle was so small that it was impossible to see the inside of the bottle, especially on the inner wall, so they didn't know that the date was written on the inner wall of the bottle.

But how did you know about midweek? Why is he so sure that there is a date inside the bottle?

In the middle of the week, I didn’t want to waste my tongue with these little devils, and said with a smile: “Okay, we have verified the two antiques brought by your Japanese delegation, and the result is obvious. There will be nothing next, right? Back to the dormitory, goodbye."

After talking about leaving in the middle of the week, Muto Xiaozuo stopped immediately.

"Wait!"

Zhou Zhong frowned, and asked after returning to his senses: "Mr. Muto Kozuo, what else do you have?"

Muto Xiaozuo said with a gloomy expression: "Since Zhou Zhong is so powerful, do you want to compare it with the warriors of our great empire?"

"These little devils are too shameless, right?"

The students were angry when they heard this. They were so young in the middle of the week, and they were lecturers at the School of Archaeology. Mid-week is a lecturer, but you sent samurai. Isn’t this a clear revenge for mid-week?

"These little devils are really not good things!" the students scolded angrily.

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Zhou Zhong showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded and agreed: "Okay, I also want to learn about the Bushido spirit of the country, but I don't know if you lose, will you kill yourself on the spot?"

"puff!"

"Wipe, teacher Zhou Zhong is really too bad, right? Before I started, I was thinking about making these little devils cut their stomachs and commit suicide!"

Suddenly, the students who were still fighting for the injustice in the middle of the week burst out laughing.

"Damn, I finally know who it is this week. Isn't this the school boyfriend who made a lot of noise at school a while ago? At the 11th party, I sang with the big colonel Hua Linlu!"

Someone finally recognized Midweek and exclaimed excitedly.

Someone immediately recognized the middle of the week, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! He was still 1V1 with the great **** Jin Haoyuan and won the great god!"

"I'm going, wasn't it a student in that week? When did you become a lecturer at the School of Archaeology?" The students started talking in confusion.

Muto Xiaozuo's angry cheeks twitched at this time, and his plan was completely ruined in the middle of the week. Now these students no longer have their Japanese inspection group in their eyes. They have begun to care about them. He must give a good lesson in the middle of the week.

"Mid of the week, tomorrow at 12 o'clock noon, we will have a contest between the samurai! If you lose, you have to recognize the Chinese culture, not as good as our great empire!" Muto Xiaozuo looked gloomy Said.

Zhou Zhong smiled disdainfully and said: "You countries in the small land, so inferior, can only rely on this method to make others recognize your ability. Okay, I will take it, but you little devil lost. I don’t need you to admit that I’m inferior to China, because it’s a fact, and you don’t need to admit it yourself. Um... if you lose, you will be at the gate of the gymnasium. How about three dog barks?

"You...good! Mid-week, let's wait and see tomorrow!" Muto's small left eyes were red, and he gave Zhou Zhong a vicious look, and then hurriedly left with more than 20 people from the inspection group.

Zhou Zhong greeted Professor Zhou and Zeng Rou, and then walked out of the large classroom. Guo Shiqiang and the three hurriedly followed up, slapped the shoulders in the middle of the week with excitement and shouted: "Damn! In the middle of the week, when will your kid become archaeological? The lecturer of the academy is too awesome. Seeing the little devil holding his breath just now, let him go!"

Xiaolong was also very excited and said: "You are so handsome in midweek, and you are my idol! How did you identify those antiques as true or false? I didn't see how you observe it, so I just glanced at it. ?"

I walked and laughed in the middle of the week, but I couldn't tell them about this.

At this time, Xiao Wu said with a serious expression: "Okay, Xiaolong, don't ask this for now. The most important thing now is what to do tomorrow. Mid-week, those little devils are not easy to deal with."

Hearing this, Guo Shiqiang also dignified and exhorted the middle of the week: "In the middle of the week, although I believe that your strength must be better than me, those little devils are really not easy. You must not be careless."

In the middle of the week, I felt the three people care about themselves, and was very moved. He smiled and said to the three people: "Don't worry, those little devils can't hurt me yet. Let's go, today I have a treat, and the four of our brothers will have a drink. "

"I'm going, it's so big in the middle of the week, go to the best hotel and kill him!" Xiaolong suddenly laughed excitedly.

The four of them left the school all the way and walked towards the commercial street not far away, where there were a lot of food and choices.

Soon four people came to the outside of the commercial street. It was very lively to go in and out, most of them were students from Gangneung University.

At this moment, I saw a group of people walking out with excitement. They were all tall boys. They said happily: "Unexpectedly, two goddesses really came in the commercial street! The goddess sells tofu, I still This is the first time I ate it, superb!"

"I'm going, second child, do you mean tofu is the best, or is it the best?"

"Everyone is the best, haha!"

Zhou Zhong didn't care at first, and after rubbing shoulders with these people, he continued to walk in, but a lot of people came out one after another. They were talking about tofu and beautiful women, and the middle of Zhou began to frown.

Cook tofu?

beauty?

In the middle of the week, I suddenly thought of Zhao Xiaoying, the second-hand chick who ran with me from Zhong Hai, she wouldn't come here to sell boiled tofu, right? and many more! No, how could that little girl make delicious boiled tofu without helping her?

"In the middle of the week, what do you think?" The little dragon next to him leaned over and asked with a puzzled look.

"Ah? What's the matter?" asked him in the middle of the week hurriedly.