Under One Person: The frog cub gave me an insulating claw at the beginning

Feng Tianci knew that he shouldn't treat his mother-in-law like this, but there were some things he didn't want to make her worry too much, so he did this. He believed that his mother-in-law would understand him.

After Bi Youlong got the thing, he was extremely happy and admired the thing in his hand. This was a treasure.

Although his subordinates did not believe it, he felt that since the treasure had already been sold, he should promote it well.

He held a fire poker and took several photos in a row, even photoshopped the fire poker to make it look more majestic.

"Send it out, and say that we have obtained the treasure, and that we are destined to be together."

After he finished speaking, the people below immediately went to do it. After Bi Youlong finished all this, he happily held the fire poker and sat in his seat.

But the fire stick seemed to have rubbed his skin black. If this was really a treasure, why did it fade?

It seemed to be somewhat similar to a real fire stick. His subordinates knew that this one of them definitely had no ability to appraise treasures.

The most important thing is that this master of ours can even eat sheep dung. What can we expect him to accomplish?
"Boss, do you think this thing is really good? If so, why don't we find a treasure appraiser to carefully identify it."

As soon as he heard what the people below said, Bi Youlong became angry. He felt that the people below kept saying it one after another, and the thing was fading, so he had some doubts in his heart.

He immediately asked his men to find a treasure appraiser to identify the item. If the treasure could be identified clearly, he would ask his men to apologize.

Finally, a master was found. He had identified many things before. When he saw this thing for the first time, the old man's mouth twitched.

He also didn't expect that someone would bring a fire stick to him and ask him to identify whether it was real or fake.

And the most important thing is that people insisted that this was some kind of lightning-struck wood.

Although wood would indeed become charred when struck by lightning, he was very sure that the smell was that of a burning firewood stick.

"This is a particularly pure treasure. It is generally used in rural areas and is rarely seen in cities now."

But he tried his best to use the fancy words he knew on a fire stick, knowing that some people might have some special collecting hobbies.

This should be the case with the person in front of him. He should have said it better so that others would feel that this thing is valuable and perhaps they would not think too much about it.

What if people think this thing is worthless and think too much about it?
With the other party's bunch of fancy words, Bi Youlong felt particularly comfortable. She said, how could her things be fake?
He spent so much effort to buy it, so it must be real.

What others said before was simply because they were ignorant and thought that what they saw was fake.

Nothing he bought was fake.

"So this is real lightning-struck wood?"

After Bi Youlong asked, the old man couldn't act anymore. I said that because I thought you knew that this was a firewood stick. But who knew that what you said really scared an old man like me. How could this be a lightning-struck wood?
No matter what, the old man couldn't continue making up stories.

"I'm sorry, this is a fire stick from the countryside. The way it's made is very clever. It was removed when the fire was at its highest, and then a little water was poured on it to put out the fire. You can see the cracks here. They appeared after it came into contact with cold water."

After the old man said this, Bi Youlong was dissatisfied. What did he mean by that this thing of his was just a fire stick?

It seems that the old man in front of him is not an expert. If he is an expert, how could he not recognize the treasure?
He yelled loudly, and the old man was also very angry. He did not expect that someone would question his treasure appraisal skills. He did not think he had done anything wrong.

"That's outrageous. Can't you even recognize a real treasure? That's too unreliable."

"How could I not know whether this thing is a fire stick or a lightning-struck wood? I have never seen a lightning-struck wood in my life. If I had seen it, I would definitely recognize it. The only thing I can recognize is a fire stick. I would not recognize any lightning-struck wood."

In the end, the old man was driven out. After the old man was driven away, several groups of people came up.

Bi Youlong stared at the wood in his hand and admired it. Everyone who came here was here to trade and for the treasure in their hands.

When Bi Youlong heard that someone was going to spend a lot of money to buy this thing, he was not satisfied at all.

"The price you offer is too low."

Looking at the fire sticks, these people began to doubt their lives, and finally a young girl couldn't help it.

He remembered that the wood burned in his grandmother's house was of this kind. How could it be wood struck by lightning? If it was real wood struck by lightning, how could it fall into pieces when he held it in his hand?
"You lied to us. You sold us a fire stick and complained that our price was not high enough. You must have directly transferred the real lightning-struck wood. This is just a fire stick. Lightning-struck wood will not fall apart. Besides, when you hold lightning-struck wood in your hand, you will feel numb."

The little girl also comes from the family, and she herself is a very good treasure appraiser.

After the little girl finished speaking, everyone else looked at the wood. It was indeed different from the lightning-struck wood they had imagined.

Some of them had also seen small pieces of lightning-struck wood, but those were just ordinary wood that could not be used to make weapons, but they never fell apart.

Now after the little girl said this, everyone believed it.

Bi Youlong originally wanted to explain himself, but now looking at the residue on his hand, he put it close to his nose and smelled it. What was going on?

There actually was a burnt smell, and this burnt smell went straight to the top of my head. Could this thing really be fake?
At a glance, he saw that all of their masters were forcing themselves to come here.

Now Bi Youlong was really scared. He originally wanted to show off and let people in the martial arts world know that he had obtained the treasure. However, if the price of obtaining the treasure was to have so many people besiege him, then he would regret it.

"I really didn't take the lightning-struck wood. I bought it from someone else. Who knew I bought a firewood stick?" (End of this chapter)