Chapter 92

The name, the year, and the students around all scoffed at the question.

This is basically a competition of giving points. Don't say it's difficult for these two top experts in the school, that is, they are new students. Maybe several of them can tell the answers to these two questions.

Yang ruwen really smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded and signaled that old Yan could open the box.

Yan Lao took a deep breath, picked up the box and looked up at Zhang Feng: "this competition is very important. If you lose, one will leave me forever. You are all the best in this freshman. I hope you can think twice and give up now."

"Zhang Feng, old Yan is giving you a chance. If you give up now, I don't mind taking it as if it hasn't happened. However, if you don't want face, don't blame me for not giving you face in front of so many people." Yang ruwen looked at Zhang Feng, and his tone was obviously disdain for Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng scratched his head and didn't refute: "it's time. I'm afraid it's impossible to quit. Besides, I also want to try. Is it really so powerful?"

"Mr. Yan, since your students have said so, I don't think you need to protect it? People don't mean to ask you to protect it!" Mr. Zhao said with a smile on one side, holding the big hair on his breast with two fingers.

Yan Lao sighed and had to stretch out his hand to open the box. All the students stood on tiptoe to see what magical treasure had never appeared.

The inside of the box is nothing special, but a plate. It looks like the material is made of copper. The bottom of the plate is engraved with dense words. These words are also very strange, like oracle bone inscriptions, but not oracle bone inscriptions.

All the students are stupid. Now they know how difficult this problem is. What is this? Never heard of or seen before!

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, they all shook their heads and focused on Yang ruwen and Zhang Feng.

Yang ruwen strolled to the front of the box and looked down at the plate in the box. At one glance, Yang ruwen frowned.

"You two, you two have a competition respectively. Everyone observes for ten minutes. After ten minutes, write down the answer. Now you can start. Yang ruwen comes first." Yan Lao introduces it. He doesn't mind that Yang ruwen has come first. After that, he stands aside.

Yang ruwen was watching. Zhang Feng didn't come forward and stood quietly.

Time seems to have solidified. Everyone's eyes are looking in the direction of Yang ruwen, waiting for the answer given by the most gifted student of this session.

Time passed little by little. Even if it was slow, ten minutes passed quietly. When Yan came over, Yang ruwen was still concentrating on the plates on the table.

"Now it's time, Yang ruwen. You can fill in your answer and give it to me directly after writing. Zhang Feng, now you can check it." old Yan opened Yang ruwen, handed Yang ruwen a pen and a piece of paper and motioned to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was not polite either. He strode to the front of the table and looked down at the plates on the table.

At a glance, Zhang Feng could be sure that he absolutely didn't know what the plate was. He wasn't even sure whether it was made of bronze.

Condensing his right eye, Zhang Feng focused on the plate. At this time, the original simple and dull plate also emitted thousands of blue and black lights, which could not be counted.

Zhang Feng also knows that now he has lost the first question. He can't know the name of this antique. The key to Zhang Feng's victory lies in this year.

Therefore, Zhang Feng's number is very careful. He counts the aperture back and forth several times in a circle. After it is confirmed that it is correct, he has a concept, 3635 circles!

More than 3000 laps, that is, more than 3000 years from now. Zhang Feng has never seen such an ancient antique several times!

According to the calculation of age, this is probably the antique of the Western Zhou Dynasty, which is the most precious existence among bronzes!

When the year was determined, Zhang Feng had a lot of peace in his heart. When he was idle, he looked at the plates in the box.

"Yan Lao, can I take the plate up and have a look?" Zhang Feng asked Yan Lao's consent.

"Observation is the most basic thing in treasure appraisal. Of course, you can take it up and see it." Yan said seriously.

Zhang Feng promised, reached out and picked up the plate, put it in his hand and looked back and forth.

The plate is very heavy, at least more than five kilograms. Such heavy objects should be made of pure bronze. Yes, but with such exquisite workmanship, Zhang Feng saw such excellent works of bronze for the first time.

After looking back and forth for a long time, Zhang Feng didn't find any clue. Generally speaking, there was nothing under the plate. There was nothing else except that some crooked words on the plate were information.

After checking for a long time, Zhang Feng finally found one thing. There were handwriting he knew on the plate!

Although several people are not clear, and they are not simplified characters, Zhang Feng can recognize that there are two words Zhang Feng has seen in this row of dense characters, which should be "San Shi"!

"Sanshi? Sanshi? What does Sanshi mean? Is this a plate made by people surnamed Sanshi? And those surnamed Sanshi?" Zhang Feng had all kinds of wishful thinking in his mind and basically thought of all kinds of possibilities, but the final results were denied by Zhang Feng.

"It's time. Don't continue to insist. If you don't know, you don't know. What can you do here even if you see through your eyes? Go and write the answer at the same time!"

"Yes, it's not a shame to lose. It's your blessing to lose in the hands of Yang ruwen. After all, there are few opponents of Yang ruwen. You're a Dalit. It's worth it at this step. If you lose, it's not a shame!"

Mr. Yuan and Mr. Zhao didn't know when they came to Zhang Feng and scared Zhang Feng.

"Dalit?" Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows. The word came out in the mouth of the two professors. Zhang Feng was very uncomfortable.

"Why? So you don't want to? What do you think you are? You deserve to be compared with Yang ruwen? I tell you, this is the head of the court of Wu. Otherwise, you don't even have the qualification to participate in the competition today!"

"If I were you, I would admit defeat now. Otherwise, if I really lose later, it would be bad to lose face. Although it's said that your face is worthless, you're giving up your chance to be famous!"

Yuan Lao and Zhao Laogen didn't care about Zhang Feng's face and continued to make sarcasm.

Zhang Feng turned to look in the direction of Yang ruwen. Yang ruwen was still modest, but in his eyes, he wrote full of contempt.

Zhang Feng smiled and didn't speak. He turned and walked to his desk. He picked up his pen and began to write.

The year Zhang Feng can be determined, but the name is what Zhang Feng really doesn't know.

"I knew I'd better learn more from Mr. Bai before I came. I don't have any basic knowledge to go to Yunnan. If I were Mr. Bai, I would know what antiques this is." Zhang Feng whispered in his heart, turned his eyes, and finally remembered the word "San Shi" he saw before.

This is the only two words Zhang Feng can see. Simply, Zhang Feng blindfolded and directly wrote three words of Sanshi disk on it.

"Well, now that both sides have written down the answers, let's reveal the answers now." Yan took the two people's paper and strode to the stage.

The students outside have been hot and oily for a long time. Now when they hear this sentence, they quickly set up their eyes, looked in the direction of Yan Lao one after another, and pricked up their ears.

"The answer given by Yang ruwen is, San's plate, Zhou Dynasty!"

Mr. Yuan and Mr. Zhao nodded aside: "Now let's announce the correct answer. Basically, Yang ruwen's answer is the most correct answer. This thing is indeed called San's plate, and it is also a product of the Zhou Dynasty. Yang identified so many things in just ten minutes. It was indeed a generation of genius. This competition was won by Yang. After that, Zhang Feng no longer owned it and Yan Lao continued to study …”

"It seems that the result hasn't been read yet. Is it a little arbitrary to say the result now?" Zhang Feng suddenly stepped forward and interrupted old yuan's words.

Old yuan frowned and looked at Zhang Feng: "what? You don't give up now, do you? Well, since you want to die completely, I'd like to see what your answer is."

With that, old yuan took Zhang Feng's paper from old Yan and took a disdainful glance.

Basically, all the students can be sure that Zhang Feng really lost this time. San's plate, such a strange name, has never been seen. Civilian children like Zhang Feng should have never seen it at all. They won't say the name of this plate at all.

However, old yuan just glanced at it. Originally, his disdain solidified in an instant. His eyes stared at the paper in his hand. It was unbelievable.

"Is there a turning point?"

"Did Zhang Feng write the right answer? Then the picture is wonderful!"

The following students talked excitedly and eagerly looked forward to the result of Zhang Feng.

Yang ruwen's modest smile slowly solidified. He should have been the home court here. Everyone's eyes should be on him, but I don't want to see that now, these eyes have completely changed, all looking at Zhang Feng!

Yang ruwen couldn't hold his face. He simply stepped forward two steps and walked to old yuan. His face was gloomy: "read quickly. What exactly did Zhang Feng write?"

Old yuan returned to his senses. His old face twitched fiercely and cleared his throat. Then he read out shakily: "San's plate, Western Zhou Dynasty!"

They're all sans plates!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng and Yang ruwen all wrote their names correctly. Only in the year, there were some differences between them!

All students have brighter eyes. Now this year has become the key to determine the level of competition!

Yang ruwen's face first changed, but he quickly responded: "hum, what can you do even if you write the right name? There will be no such high-level bronze ware in the Western Zhou Dynasty. It's ridiculous that you wrote the Western Zhou Dynasty. This time, I think how you lost!"

"I'm afraid this time, the result will disappoint you!"

Yan Lao suddenly stepped forward, stopped in front of Yang ruwen, strode to the front of the box, stretched out his hand and opened a side next to the box.

A huge piece of white paper appeared, on which five big characters were clearly written.

Sam's plate! Western Zhou Dynasty!