Zhao Nanshan took a look and said, "There is no problem with the answers of these two people. This is relatively simple."
"Yes, the ones at the back are the most difficult. Let him see..." Halfway through, Lao Li closed his mouth.
Chen Feng's answer has proven his strength. On the surface, there is no distinction between top and bottom.
But those who have read the answers know that it becomes more difficult the further you go.
Zhao Jiling breathed a sigh of relief. This answer was similar to hers.
The second cultural relic is a cursive script.
"What is recorded here is the Buddhist missionary scriptures. It should be from the Tang Dynasty. The 'cao method' of every word is very standard."
"This one should be authentic."
After having finished writing the answer, Yuan Chenghao said slowly.
This was the answer in his mind. Of course, after reading the information, he also combined it with his own knowledge.
Chen Feng also stopped writing and handed the answer to the minister.
"Who said this is authentic?
My opinion is exactly the opposite. This translation should have been introduced into the Tang Dynasty during the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, when the royal family believed deeply in Buddhism.
It must have been copied by someone. This handwriting must have been copied by Sun Guoting, who was the most famous author at that time.
…”
Chen Feng gave his own reasons and basis, which he summarized.
In today's China, there should be many people who can see this clearly.
But obviously, Yuan Chenghao was wrong.
Yuan Chenghao looked disdainful, "Minister, have these cultural relics been formally appraised?"
"You said you would let us identify it, but judging from the standards of excavation and collection, you should be confident."
The minister frowned and nodded lightly, "Yes, these ten cultural relics were personally selected by Mr. Hua, and he also gave me the correct answer."
"So, once the competition is over, I will announce who is right."
Since it is a competition, there are standard answers.
"Old Hua?
I didn’t expect it was his old man.”
There was a look of reverence in Yuan Chenghao's eyes.
"Who is Mr. Hua?"
Zhao Jiling looked confused.
"Hua Lao is a strange man. He is already 90 years old. He is proficient in eight languages. He is not only proficient in cultural relic appraisal, but also excellent in restoration work."
"Basically, the products he forged are basically the same as the original ones."
"Even back then, at an auction, because he forged it, the price was ten times higher than the original."
Zhao Nanshan's eyes were also filled with solemnity.
Chen Feng on the side listened with awe in his heart.
Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure, not to mention cultural relics, which are related to cultural inheritance.
This Hua Lao is definitely a giant panda in the cultural world.
Immediately afterwards, the identification of the third piece began.
After that, each time they identify something, they both tell their answers.
"One of these cultural relics is contrary to my opinion. It seems that I am not good at it."
"So, I still believe in Mr. Hua's vision."
Yuan Chenghao thought for a moment and wrote down the standard answer.
Knowing the answer, I became more and more disdainful when I heard Chen Feng's analysis.
I already have a standard answer, will I still lose if I just copy it?
"Now, we're in trouble."
A flash of disappointment flashed in Zhao Nanshan's eyes.
He was not a participant, so he had no way to observe closely.
Nine items have passed, and only five of Chen Feng's answers are consistent with the answers given by Hua Lao.
In other words, Chen Feng's accuracy rate is only about 50%.
But every answer Yuan Chenghao gave was consistent with the answer given by Mr. Hua, which made him feel desperate.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
Zhao Jiling saw that her grandfather's face seemed not to be very good and asked.
Zhao Nanshan shook his head, with a bitter look on his face, "We lost."
They still lost in the end.
Yuan Chenghao is so perverted, maybe he will be on par with Mr. Hua in the future.
Naturally, they didn't know that Yuan Chenghao, like them, had obtained the standard answer.
Lao Li also realized that something was wrong, "Damn it, this kid, let him not even look at it."
"I'm so angry. When it's over, I will scold him severely."
"You're not that capable, why are you still pretending? It's over, it's completely over now."
A look of despair.
No one knows how these old people feel about cultural relics.
A lot of domestic cultural relics have been lost overseas. If Yuan Chenghao comes to power, we don’t know how many cultural relics will suffer.
Zhao Jiling's face also darkened, he didn't expect the matter to be so serious.
Could it be that you really misjudged him?
Her eyes fell on Chen Feng, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Haha, Zhao Nanshan, Lao Li, you guys are definitely going to lose. You made the wrong bet."
"President Yuan is indeed a young and talented person. He is really too strong. I think he should have answered all the questions correctly."
"If you don't believe me, just look at the minister's face."
Cheng Youcui burst out laughing and looked at Chen Feng with great disdain.
"Vice President Chen, I think it's just mud that came in through the back door."
"No matter how hard I try, I can't get up the wall."
Zuo Qiutong, Cheng Youcui and others looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
As several people said, the minister is in a very good mood now.
His eyes fell on Chen Feng from time to time, and he never expected that there was such an outstanding young man.
It was exactly the same as Mr. Hua's appraisal. As for the answer, Mr. Hua was just trying to make a fool of himself and wanted to see the level of these two young people.
Especially the last one, even Hua Lao was not sure about it.
That is Hua Lao's heart problem. If it can be solved, this old man who has worked hard for his country all his life will definitely be very happy.
"The last thing," the minister's voice became a little excited, "you two, come and take a look."
The last piece of the puzzle is a piece of Chinese characters.
However, this piece of writing is different from the previous cursive script.
The moment he saw this piece of writing, Chen Feng's pupils shrank slightly.
"How can this be……"
A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. This word was actually very ordinary, even worse than the works in the calligraphy class.
But there seems to be a magical power on this painting, and people can't help but sink into it.
And, the most important thing is that this word is not a modern word, but a word from the world of cultivation in his memory.
Yuan Chenghao looked stunned at this word.
In his opinion, this is just an ordinary painting.
Why should it be regarded as the finale? When I thought that it was arranged by Mr. Hua, I didn't dare to question it at the moment.
Immediately write down the standard answer.
As for Chen Feng, he thought about it and wrote down his answer.
He wrote down the reasons and analysis.
"Boy, I have a hunch that all ten of my questions are correct."
Yuan Chenghao said lightly, his eyes full of joy.
This time, Hua Lao came up with the questions himself.
If he takes this opportunity to get into Hua Lao's eyes, his future will be limitless.
"Who says who will win? It's not certain."
Chen Feng said calmly.
Zhao Nanshan on the side looked helpless, "The defeat has been decided, forget it, after all, I made the wrong payment."
Lao Li made a dull sound and stared at Chen Feng, wishing he could rush up and beat him.
But reason told him that it was useless.
Next, we must find a way to protect the cultural relics from being persecuted by Yuan Chenghao.
"Next, announce today's score."
The minister said slowly.
Everyone's eyes fell on Yuan Chenghao and Chen Feng.
Especially Yuan Chenghao, many people have gathered around to celebrate.
"Congratulations to the president, from now on, the entire Antique Culture Association will be our world."
"Boy, you are utterly defeated."
Zuo Qiutong and Cheng Youcui looked at Chen Feng with great disdain.
"Don't put too much psychological pressure on me. You've done your best."
Zhao Jiling comforted him.
Despair, pain.
When I think of those seniors who sacrificed their lives, my heart aches.
"Yuan Chenghao...60 points."
The minister walked to the stage and said loudly.
His decibel level is not low, and his voice is enough to reach everyone's ears.
"What?
How can it be only 60 points?"
Yuan Chenghao frowned.
"President, don't worry. I guess Hua Lao's scoring standards are different. 60 points is a perfect score."
"Yes, President, that must be the case. I think that boy must not even have twenty points."
Zuo Qiutong and Cheng Youcui didn't take it seriously.
Yuan Chenghao felt better now. Yes, with the standard answer, how could he lose?
Everyone in the audience also had different expressions, especially Zhao Nanshan's group, who had already lost confidence.
Listless.
"Chen Feng..."
The minister coughed twice, his eyes full of appreciation, "One hundred percent!"