Chapter 1819

The third floor.

In front of a huge showcase.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Flash makes it like a first-line star conference. However, no one here thinks that the first-line star is more attractive than the current one, because it's made of gold.

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Product Name: Golden armour.

Height: 9.9m.

Weight: eight eight eight tons.

Material: pure gold.

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the audience all felt that the museum was crazy. Gold, 8.8 tons, is worth more than 2 billion Asian dollars and 2 billion dollars according to the international gold price, especially 300 million US dollars.

God!

Heaven!

Is it too deep?

Before you come.

They had a lot of psychological preparation and curiosity. The museum didn't announce what the exhibits were. It was just open for appointment. The largest single building in the new area is naturally worth seeing.

So.

So I came to join the party.

I thought.

It's going to be antiques that don't work.

Which material.

They don't mainly show antiques, but show "I have money". Look, more than 100 tons of gold worth tens of billions has been cast into what you can see.

Weapons.

Furniture.

Plants.

Animals.

Portrait.

Even... They also saw a real gold tower.

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Product Name: gold tower.

Height: six six six meters.

Weight: 12.3 tons.

Material: pure gold.

Total number of gold bricks: 36000 yuan.

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read it.

A lot of people are in a mess.

Paralysis.

Are you really not afraid of being robbed?

However.

The next moment, it's all a wry smile, rob? This thing is often measured by tons. You can't move it without driving a truck in and grabbing a hair. However, they really want to move it back together.

Whoops!

Why should I see such a thing.

My eyes.

Why is it all money!

"False, it must be false!"

There are questions.

"I don't believe it."

"Yes."

"Show me the evidence."

“。。。”

However.

Most of the tourists around are just a pair of eyes.

Fake?

Joking, how can it be? Is your home disconnected from the Internet? Do you know that Myanmar's gold reserves are in the top five in the world? A few months ago, they sold 300 tons of gold.

Three hundred tons!

It's not Jin.

Those gold, in theory, belong to the Central Bank of Myanmar, which also means that they belong to the Bank of Myanmar and Asia Group. The museum is its subordinate industry. They put out one or two hundred tons of gold exhibition, and they are still fake?

Cut!

Frog at the bottom of the well.

“。。。”

Well!

The killing power of the eyes was so great that the doubter quickly lowered his head. Questioning the Bank of Myanmar group's failure to deliver 100 tons of gold is like questioning the billionaires' inability to drive a Mercedes Benz.

But.

Really... I am so envious.

Golden Tiger.

Golden Leopard.

The golden tree.

Golden horse.

...

each.

All unique.

Every one.

All out of size.

Every one.

All... It makes people want to knock one piece home. Tourists' eyes are a little red. It's like the museum exhibition with tens of billions of cash. It's hard for billionaires to calm down.

Golden.

Huang youyou.

It's too criminal.

Online.

"So bright!"

"I'm going blind."

"Cool!"

"I like the gold sword, 20 meters long, 1.8 tons long. It's also full of gems. Unfortunately, there's no real or fake gems on the sign. Otherwise, it's worth more than double."

"It must be a fake."

"Yes."

"There is not such a big gem in the world."

"That's right, too."

"However, the jade belt on the waist of the gold armour may be true. Experts have identified it as worth at least 10 million yuan. It is estimated that it is not written on the card because it cannot match the price of the main material."

"Moat!"

"My hands are thirsty."

"What do you want to do?"

"Grab."

"The courage is good. Go."

"I dare not."

"Cut!"

"All gold! Too vulgar! "

In speech.

There is no lack of sour.

But.

Immediately taught to be a man.

"Vulgar? Silly you. "

"Brain damage."

"People are kind enough to open your eyes. I don't want to. Who are you? I don't think you can see so much gold at close range in your life. If you do, you'll be satisfied."

“。。。”

It's said that to go to a museum, we need to see things with historical background, and force people to go higher. However, at this moment, gold is just like gold, which directly lowers everyone's standard. Gold, I want to see gold.

There are no antiques.

There is no inside story.

It doesn't matter.

So much gold is worth it.

Ten meter broadsword.

Ten meter armor.

Hundreds of meters of dinosaurs.

Enough.

Who goes to see any antiques, of course, does not mean that there are no antiques in the museum. On the contrary, there are still many antiques. However, under all antiques, people mark: imitation products.

Fake.

Fake.

It's all fake.

That's right.

Every one.

As long as the ones with "history" are marked in this way.

So.

Not much interest.

However.

Some people who are slightly professional have found the clue that some of the genuine products, such as the gold mask of Tutankhamun, such as the crown of emperor Otto, are labeled as imitations. No problem.

But.

Some exist in legends.

Whereabouts unknown.

If you don't know what it looks like, you'll create a "copy" label and stick it on. Isn't it too hasty for the industry to determine the shape of things? You actually rely on imagination.

"Protest!"

Immediately.

They went to the museum management committee.

At the same time.

We also got journalists.

"What is it?"

The supervisor came forward.

"You don't respect history. You think of precious cultural relics and display them in public. The influence is very bad." A young Western archaeologist is righteous and correct.

Aside.

Western journalists began recording.

"Oh."

Said the supervisor in a understatement.

“。。。”

Oh.

What's the answer? The young man was blindfolded.

The next moment.

The supervisor stared at him and said, "it's a mark. It's a copy. It's a fake. As for the science of archaeology, we can guess the unknown from the known. Why are we wrong?"

Just one sentence.

Let the young people talk.

That's right.

This is indeed a science of archaeology.

"It shouldn't be like that." Young people don't agree.

"What do you mean?"

The supervisor looked at him with a smile.

"This"

Where did he know what it was like? He only knew that he had been lost for many years and only recorded it.

See.

The supervisor sighed.

This one.

The level is too low. I'm not polite to smash the field:

"all cultural relics."

"Known."

"Unknown."

"We all have relevant basis, and then we can copy. Since many things may be lost, they will not appear in the next ten years, a hundred years or a thousand years, why can't we reasonably copy them?"

"Is it better to be buried in the dark forever?"

"If so."

"Is it a betrayal of history?"

"Anyway."

"Please don't make trouble without reason. If you think there is something wrong with our reverse research, go and find the real one. We will apologize, and then... Copy, thank you. "

Finish.

The supervisor turned and left.

Reception room.

An archaeologist with a blank face.

And.

Very excited reporter.