Chapter 78： Unpacking technology

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng’s eyes lit up. They are all old guys who have been in the antique collection circle for a lifetime. They know a truth very well, but this situation can only explain one problem. Someone is hiding in it. Very incredible things.

"It surprised me that!"

"It turns out that the bottom plate of this pair of treasures is embedded in something else!"

Zhu Deyuan sighed, that this situation just appeared in the novel.

"Hahahaha!"

"Song Yun, the kid said nothing wrong, this is definitely an omission!"

Xu Desheng laughed loudly. It was already very clear at this point. There must be something in it. As long as there is something, it is something extraordinary.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Amazing!"

"Unexpectedly, something like this is still hidden!"

"I'm looking forward to it! I don't know what will be inside!"

"No matter what it is, it is absolutely incredible. Think about it, can it be simple to use a pair of millions of treasures to embed hidden things?"

"It's the truth!"

The onlookers were all cheered up, and this kind of divine plot in front of me, no matter how big my brain was, I couldn't think of it.

Fang Bo's face was as gray as death, and his whole body trembling. By now, he was basically 100% sure that this pair of treasures was a leak, and the things hidden inside were absolutely earth-shattering.

"Old man Zhu, what do you think will be in this?"

Xu Desheng has an excited smile on his face. Although the things are not his own, one is that he can witness and experience such things with his own eyes. It is absolutely refreshing. He has never seen such things in his life. It is all rumors. .

"Looking like this, the biggest possibility is a painting or calligraphy."

Xu Desheng pondered for a while and came to the conclusion that this makes sense. The entire thickness of the red sandalwood board is not more than two centimeters. Even if the two pieces are combined, the space in between will not be too large. The most likely is calligraphy and calligraphy. This kind of relatively thin antique.

Song Yun ignored Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng at all. What was inside, and you would know when you opened it?

Song Yun carefully separated the wooden boards. No matter what was inside, it would be very precious, and could no longer be as rough as picking things up just now.

Everyone in the treasure pavilion was staring at Song Yun's movements, holding their breath, and suddenly quieted down, as if a needle dropped on the ground and could be heard.

Song Yun opened the wooden board, and a black oil paper bag was exposed.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng glanced at each other, nodded together, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Although they didn't say anything just now, they kept hanging on their hearts. They were afraid that after the wooden board was opened, the contents were no longer there. This kind of thing is really disappointing, but fortunately this kind of thing does not appear now. It is normal to have oil paper bags, which are used to prevent moisture. From this point of view, it is very likely that it is really painting and calligraphy. Such things are easily damaged by water vapor.

Song Yun didn't understand the thoughts of Xu Desheng and Zhu Deyuan at all. He saw the white light through his abilities and knew that something was inside. There was nothing to worry about.

Song Yun put the red sandalwood board aside, reaching out to pick up the oil paper bag, unexpectedly he stretched out two palms next to him, and slammed them down.

Song Yun was taken aback, and quickly retracted his hands, looking up, and found that Xu Desheng and Zhu Deyuan were staring at him angrily.

"what?"

"What do you mean?"

Monk Song Yun's Second Zhang was puzzled, and didn't know why Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were doing this.

"This oiled paper bag, do you want to pick it up and tear it open?"

Zhu Deyuan asked.

Song Yun nodded, there is nothing to deny. If you want to see what's inside, of course you have to tear open the oil paper bag. This is a logical thing.

"Humph!"

"I knew it was like this!"

"Come on!"

"Don't worry about things!"

"I will open the oil paper bag!"

Xu Desheng blew his beard and stared.

"The packaging of antique collectibles, especially oil paper bags like the one in front of you, is very careful when folding the packaging to prevent moisture. It is really special. If you can’t open it in the correct way, it is likely to damage the contents. ."

Tang Miaomiao walked to Song Yun and explained in a low voice.

Song Yun touched his nose, only then did he understand what was going on. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were afraid that they would use violent methods to dismantle them again. This was how they stopped them. They must be admitted. I really can't do it myself, except to tear it by hand or cut it with scissors.

Song Yun had no objection. Xu Desheng was willing to take over this kind of thankless work.

"Song Yun, do you know what's inside?"

Tang Miaomiao was very excited. He was 100% sure at this step. Song Yun missed it again this time. The only question now was what was inside and how much it was worth.

"How can I know what's inside? I don't have a perspective."

Song Yun shook his head, his power was not a perspective eye, he could only see a strong white light, and couldn't see what the **** was emitting.

"Don't worry, wait a minute, Mr. Xu is dismantling, and you will know the result in a few minutes!"

Song Yun pointed to Xu Desheng who was cautiously putting on a paper bag.