Thin Du immediately calmed down and didn"t dare to make a sound.

Even Young Master Mao seemed to feel the solemn atmosphere in the room. He cutely curled up on An Zeng"s knee and looked at the third year of high school.

An Zaiyue"s fingers gently slid down the back of the good lord, who squinted his eyes and looked especially happy.

The silence in the room was uncomfortable. Even the footsteps of the third year student could be heard clearly on the carpet.

The taller of the three walked in front of the first woman and stood there, taking a deep breath.

Then he flicked the metal cover with his finger. It echoed loudly and didn"t seem to contain much.

The third year"s eyebrows were slightly raised and the seriousness on his face lessened. It seemed that this first item was not difficult for him.

He didn"t knock again to confirm anything. Instead, he walked directly in front of the second woman.

There were four in a row, and all of them seemed to be confident of being able to make it out in their third year of high school.

When he reached the fifth woman, he encountered a problem. He knocked three times in a row and then almost put his ear against the metal cover. He still looked hesitant.

He went to the last one, this time knocking twice.

On his way back, he stopped at the fifth one, drummed his fingers on the metal cover, and listened.

He shook his head back, as if he was still unsure of the fifth item.

When he returned to his seat, the third senior took the pen and paper from the maid and wrote his answer.

"From now on, you"re not allowed to talk."

Zhuang Feifei said with a smile, "Even if it"s just a small game, we still need to play it official. I can"t practice favouritism, you can"t help each other."

The third senior glanced at An Zeng, seemingly worried about whether An Zhe would be able to make a judgment on this.

An Zeng smiled at him but didn"t say anything.

Du"s thin and nervous hands were full of sweat. His toes were propped up and he was trembling slightly.

The maid standing next to him smiled and leaned forward. She took out a handkerchief with a faint fragrance and gently wiped it on his forehead.

This gentle movement startled Skinny Du, and then he smiled apologetically at the maid. Recalling Zhuang Feifei"s words, he did not dare to disturb the second person.

This female servant was almost 1.7 meters tall. She was not very thin, but she was well-proportioned. She was the type of woman who could feel things just by looking at her.

She put her hand on his thin shoulder and squeezed it gently.

This made the third year recall the sound of the toad female toad, which was called by Skinny Du. He then couldn"t help but laugh out loud.

The second person to go up to examine the treasure was an old man. He looked to be seventy or eighty years old, and his hair and beard were all white.

Everyone seemed to have some respect for him, so they called him Elder Liu.

Elder Liu was supported by a female servant as he walked forward. After which, he began to hammer his judgement one by one.

He spent less time than his third year, but when he came back, his expression was uncertain.

Zhen Zhuang Bi was the second from the bottom and appeared confident. In Du Jiabao"s words, he looked extremely arrogant.

However, this man was very skilled in treasure detection, and Andersen noticed that he had a very different method of striking the metal cover. He did not knock on the same position as the previous man, but rather knocked on each metal cover.

It was An Zaiyue"s turn to go up on stage. As Zhen Zhuangbi sat down, she let out a cold snort: "You little brat, you still haven"t weaned off, why are you still pretending? Let"s see how you"re going to pa.s.s."

When the answer comes in a moment, the bottom will be revealed. "

He didn"t even look at him.

Seeing that An Zaiyue was not angered by his words, Zhen Zhuang Bi rolled his eyes. "A person who knows his place, a person who"s not even in the Ascending Realm, is actually trying to force his way into the upper echelon. He"s not afraid of being crushed to the point that he"s bleeding from his head."

"To be able to drill into the camp at such a young age, I"m afraid he is mentally ill."

Skinny Du stood up. "Can you shut up!"

Zhen Zhuang Bi curled her lips, "I"m talking to me, what does this have to do with you? Mister only said that you"re not allowed to talk, I didn"t even talk to you, she didn"t say that you"re not allowed to talk to yourself."

He was deliberately distracting his rival"s hearing, speaking in a strange voice, his fingers drumming on the arm of his chair.

The third year coldly snorted, "If a person looks down on himself, then there"s no saving him."

Zhen Zhuang Bi also seemed to feel that she had lost her sense of ident.i.ty. After staring at the third year for a while, she did not say anything else. However, her fingers continued to tap on the armrest of her chair.

With this, even those people who were closer to him felt that he was being too petty.

Perhaps she wanted to test Zhuang Feifei, but she didn"t say anything to stop him. Her beautiful eyes had been fixated on him the entire time, and there was a look of antic.i.p.ation in her eyes.

The serving maid seemed very curious as well. She couldn"t help but to lean forward, as if she wanted to get close to An Zaiyue to capture the change in his expression.

But in fact, there was no change in the expression of the struggle.

Others beat on the metal cover to judge the echoes, but Anjou was different.

His fingers gently slid across the metal cover. The sound was pleasant to the ears, though not melodious. It was like the sound of a musical instrument.

What was even more surprising was that as he traced the arc with his finger, the sound actually had a change in rhythm.

An Xin was quick to use, at least twice as fast as Zhen Zhuang Bi. After that, he walked back and sat down, looking calm and collected.

The maid who served him immediately squatted down in front of him, holding a pen and paper in her hands.

She had a tray in her hands, with paper and a pen on top of it.

Her large, beautiful eyes stared first at Anjou"s face, then at Anjou"s hands.

An Zaiyue wrote quickly, as if he didn"t have any hesitation.

Skinny Du was unable to clearly see what An Zhe was writing. However, when he saw the maid"s expression, he was slightly surprised before it turned into an incredulous expression.

"Alright."

Zhuang Feifei walked to the front, "Since everyone has completed their appraisal, I presume everyone has an answer in their minds."

"Before we announce our answers, I will first talk about the prizes of the winners of this first round."

She turned around and picked up an item from the tray held by the maid behind her.

"It"s a small thing, not particularly valuable, but it"s special about skin-repellents."

An Xuan looked up. Zhuang Feifei was holding a lifelike rose shaped hairpin in her hand.

Especially that flower, no matter how you looked at it, it looked flawless.

The flower was only half the size of a real rose, and its workmanship was admirable.

Although they weren"t close, they were all experts at discernment. Therefore, it could be seen that the flower patterns on the rose hairpin were all very fine.

"Only a man who loves his woman will be willing to buy something that is useless for cultivation but pleasing to the heart of a girl.

This flower petal was specially made from a fresh mountain rose. Its shape had shrunk quite a bit, but it could guarantee that it wouldn"t wither for at least two hundred years.

The hairpin was a jasper, a small magical equipment.

"It"s summer, so you can take this hairpin and go out and not suffer from the sun. You can also chase away the mosquitoes and insects."

"Everyone, if there is a woman you love and you send this thing over, you will definitely receive a fragrant kiss in return."

"Do you really get a kiss?" he asked.

Zhuang Fei Fei Fei smiled. "That depends on whether or not you have anyone to send him."

She looked around. "Okay, let"s all show our answers now."

When she had finished, she gave the order to open it, and the maids took all the metal covers down.

Zhuang Feifei introduced, "These six are all emerald grade pill furnaces, but the ingredients are different."

"The first material is Spirit Patterned Iron."

She looked at the answers, and the maids held the paper up for her to see.

"Everyone"s right."

"The second piece of material is the Dongting Mountains" obsidian, and it"s all correct.

The third one was made from Zhoushan Iron, which was made from a mixture of Kirin Steel and the other steel. The fourth one could almost be called white grade, but it had some flaws. It was made from striped meteoric iron.

The first four items were almost all correct.

"Only three or four people guessed wrong, but it"s not easy."

Zhuang Feifei looked at the fifth piece, "This one, everyone"s answer is different."

However, it seemed like … Vice President Zhen was the only one who had gotten the correct answer.

This was the Yellow Pear Wood of the South Sea. Even a cultivation fire would not be able to burn it.

"Unfortunately, fire resistance is not water resistance, so it can only be called a jade."

Zhen Zhuangbi"s face was full of pride, "My guess is correct, but it"s only a fluke because I grew up in the South Sea as a stranger. I"m very familiar with this Yellow Pear Wood of the South Sea.

Everyone was born in the Northern Kingdom, so it"s understandable that you"re not familiar with this thing. "

An Zhan shook his head, "Wrong."

Zhuang Feifei looked at the answer given by An Zeng. It was five hundred years old Yubai on the cliff at Dongting Lake.

Zhen Zhuangbi was furious: "Your answer is nonsense. Everyone, who doesn"t know the difference between Huangpu Mu and Huangbai?"

The yellow pear wood has galactic stripes, but the yellow cypress does not. "

An Zaiyue pointed at the pill furnace and said to Zhuang Feifei, "Your master has made a mistake. This item is not a jade, but a white one. The first four combined are not as valuable as this one."

The South Sea yellow pear wood fire resistance is not water-resistant, so some of the pills can not be refined, can only be cla.s.sified as a jade.

However, the cypress on the cliff face of Dongting Lake was different, especially the cypress over 500 years old, which was rooted in the water. The tree trunk grew along the crack of the cliff face, which was very rare.

"This thing looks like it has galactic stripes, but if you look closely, you will see that it"s a black dot instead of a yellow pear wood star shaped black dot. The difference is a little small, but it"s very big."

"There is the Mirror of Samsara on the cliff at Dongting Lake. The sunlight it reflects is even stronger than the true flame. The cliff face the Mirror of Samsara, so the things that can survive are incredible."

It is resistant to fire and water, especially after 500 years, the essence of trees will appear, so the wood is extremely tight.

"If this pill furnace was made of yellow pear wood, it would at most be seven jin of six taels of silver. If it was made of yellow pine wood, it would be at least nine jin of nine taels."

Zhuang Feifei immediately ordered people to call him heavy, causing everyone to be shocked.

What An Zhe said was not wrong at all.

The pill furnace weighed 9 Jin, but it was less than 10 Jin.

Zhen Zhuang Bi"s expression kept changing, she looked at An Zaihai with eyes that said "Buddha can eat human beings".

Zhuang Feifei praised, "The little mister"s unique ability of hearing and distinguishing objects is miraculous."

An Zeng shook his head in silence.

He was not an expert in alchemy, nor was he particularly familiar with artifact forging. However, no one else had more experience in distinguishing between the materials.

When he first entered the Division, he was a.s.signed to the storehouse because he was too young.

The amount that the Division collected every day was a huge amount.

An Zeng was in charge of recording these things. There were simply too many things that could not be forgotten.

In the storehouse, an entire eight years had pa.s.sed.

From fourteen to twenty-two years old, he was dealing with a variety of materials.

Later on, due to his familiarity with the materials, he was transferred to the weapons workshop of the Hall of Magic to work on forging weapons and armors for the people of the Hall of Magic.

However, the rules of the weapon warehouse were very strict. The only thing they were responsible for was checking if the materials were up to standard.

He worked in the weapon warehouse for another two years.

During the past ten years, he had been meticulous and earnest in his actions. He had been doing this for nearly three thousand days and nights. His knowledge of these things was probably much greater than that of the so-called master appraisers.

Zhuang Feifei did not dare to speak carelessly. Just now, she said that Zhen Zhuang was right, and the result made her blush slightly.

"This last question seems to be the same as Vice Princ.i.p.al Zhen"s answer to our Treasure Appraiser Master."

Zhuang Feifei looked at An Zeng, her eyes full of questions, indicating whether or not I should say you"re wrong.

However, An Zhe stood up and slowly walked over to pick up the rose hairpin.

Then he carried a small stool over, stepped on the stool, and stuck a rose hairpin into Zhuang Fei Fei"s hair bun. "It"s all wrong, only I"m right, so this hairpin belongs to me."

It doesn"t deserve you, but no one else does, and no one does.

So I have wronged you, let it add a bit of splendor to you.

Wear it on your head and raise its value. "

Then he pointed to his face.

The third senior looked at the skinny Du and subconsciously sighed, "This is... an expert."