"I said, why did this girl have such a fast movie? It turns out that she has made money at Mr. Jin's research institute. This little money-loving person looks like me!" Bo Jichen said to himself and boasted, looking at the live broadcast room of his daughter who is naked and cheap.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was piled up like mountains, layer by layer, and the screen could not be seen. It can be seen that the appeal and influence of the cheap daughter were almost catching up with the evil disciple Agarez.

No wonder the younger brother becomes the younger sister. I would rather have this girl than my own brother. Compared with my younger brother, this girl is indeed happy and painful.

But the daughter is not friendly to him, the domineering bully on the way, and she always knows to sniff her nose and stare at her, snatch kisses, and give his little boy a ecstasy soup.

"Admiral, are we 10 together?" A young man from the Guard greeted 10 people, surrounded his generals, and prepared to fight: "Do you need to prepare?"

Bo Jichen waved his hand and sat down on the ground: "No need to prepare, come on!"

The 11 people surrounding him were stunned and looked at each other, not understanding their generals, it would be fine if they were not prepared for a fight, but they sat on the ground. What strategy is this?

Just when a person was wondering, a sudden change occurred under their feet. Countless ice slags rushed out from under their feet. They hid away in a mess, but the ice slags pierced their shoes and stabbed their feet.

The 11 people were all unstable, and they fell to the ground, hugged their feet, trying to pull out the ice slag from their feet.

Bo Jichen lifted his eyelids and swept 11 people, and said with a smile: "I told you that you don't need to prepare. Go straight up, you are still stunned. As expected, you are still too young and don't know that people's hearts are sinister!"

11 people: "…"

Can they blame this?

When his general sat on the ground, he would be stunned for a moment. He thought about what monster he was and what tricks he was playing. He would not think of other people's ice-type superpowers, and he would sit on the ground and ice and come up.

"Okay, okay, get out quickly, get out!" Bo Jichen waved his hand in disgust: "Look at you defeated men, my eyes hurt!"

11 people who were disliked: "…"

Leave, they will leave immediately.

Go and replace the next group of generals and kill them.

Seeing that they had rolled away, Bo Jichen slid a few times and called Agareth's communication.

Jiang Si looked at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room. In just a short time, the number of people in the live broadcast room reached hundreds of millions.

She focused on the items near the live broadcast and opened her mouth: "Dear friends, the things in this room are daily necessities for Chinese people since ancient times!"

"But Mr. Jin's labeling and research direction are wrong. For example, what we see now is a casserole for making soup. You cannot treat it as a flower pot just because it lacks a lid. This is the flower pot!"

Jiang Si said, picking up the white ceramic flower pot inside a glass cover next to her and lifting it up, "There is a hole under the flower pot. This hole is breathable, drained, and ventilated, and used for root extension. As for the small tray below, it allows excess moisture to be discharged without damaging the floor!"

The white porcelain flower pot I picked up was put back on the shelf, and reached out to flick the casserole: "This casserole from 3,000 years ago is still fine now. Add a lid to make soup with open flames. Let Mr. Jin cook a disaster for you to see!"

The star friends in the live broadcast room: "Will you directly increase your mental strength after using a pot of 3,000 years of cooking a pot of soup? No one can compete with each other?"

"I want to p, that's antique, an antique from 3,000 years ago. I'll make a pot of soup, so I'll let it be beautiful alone."

"Jiang Jiang is so amazing. The ancient Chinese made similar flower pots and soup pots. If I had to see them, I would think they were both flower pots or soup pots, so I wouldn't think there was any difference between them!"

"So you can't become a big shot on the upstairs, you can only become a little fan. Here, waving the flag and cheering for ancient China!"

Putting down the shredded ginger pot, picking up the spatula with one hand, and tearing off the old Jin label with the other hand, introducing: "This is a shovel, not a shovel for digging the ground for children, this is a shovel for cooking, iron products, no, the wooden supplies spatula we use to cook now!"

Old Jin: “…”

While awkwardly snatching out 3 bedrooms and 2 living rooms, I was glad to find an expert to correct my mistakes.

"There are these...hey, spittoons?" Jiang Si had just complained that before the end of the ancient earth 3,000 years ago, international friends used Chinese specialty spittoons to put wine and vegetables on the dining table. She now saw a distinctive big double happiness, and the big red flower-colored spittoons were placed in a glass frame.

Old Jin hurried over, and the fly rubbed his hands and asked expectantly: "Jiang Jiang, I'm not wrong with the label on this, this one is a food utensil, right?"

"Uh!" Jiang Si coughed lightly indescribably: "Old Jin, please help me with an object and stand first!"

Old Jin was stunned and without asking why, he reached out and held it on a glass.

Jiang Si walked to the edge of the glass with the spittoon and pointed at the spittoon with her finger: "Dear friends, please hold your breath next. This is a delicious introduction!"

Star friends: "..."

Jiang Si cleared her throat again: "Old Jin, you said it was the opposite. This is not a utensil for banquets, but an utensil used in ancient China in the 1960s and 1980s. It has a wide mouth, narrow neck, and big belly!"

"Put it with this brush. After getting up in the morning, I will pour it into the pit. I will take a basin of clean water. I will use this brush to brush it. I will put it in the sun and disinfect it. I can continue to use it at night!"

"This brush is not a brush for washing pots and dishes. It is a toilet brush, a toilet, a urine bucket, and a spittoon!"

Old Jin: “…”

A large number of star friends: "With the screen, I saw Jiang Jiang Baby holding the brush next to her and put it into the spittoon. Not to mention that the spittoon with the brush has an internal smell."

"No wonder Jiang Jiang let us hold our breath and say this is a delicious introduction, it's true!"

"I felt the smell of it through the screen. This is a small toilet. Mr. Jin said it was an utensil for serving dishes. Ahhhh, Mr. Jin in my mind has been ruined, and his old face has disappeared, right?"

"Come on, let's introduce this big bucket..." Jiang Si turned around and came to a big bucket and began to introduce, trying to save Jin Lao's face.

However, she found that Jin Lao didn't need face, so he just put the label and the purpose of the explanation directly made him feel trampled under his feet and rubbed and rubbed.

For two hours, Jiang Shi killed two glasses of water, went to the toilet twice, and explained everything he had in the living room.

After hearing this for two hours, Mr. Jin wanted to choose a dog to carry it, but when he thought that if he had a dog to carry it, he could no longer explore the Chinese civilization he liked.

He felt that he could save another one, so he took Jiang Si to his top-notch paper collection room.

The temperature, humidity, insect and moth prevention in the collection room are done in good condition.

Jiang Si stepped into the door of the collection room and said to the star friends in the live broadcast room: "The three gates I passed through have just entered here. It seems that this is where Mr. Jin's top treasure hides!"

The star friends were also very excited: "Baby Jiang Si is more confident. It doesn't seem to look like it, it's already!"

"Old Jin claims to have the most antiques in ancient China, but it's not a waste of time. Look at the three gates, the temperature and humidity meter, and the annotations of insects, moths and mildews, you will know that the things here are not simple!"

"Old Jin, Old Jin, you shouldn't hide your baby. You're going to show it out. Let's have a good experience. What a splendid Chinese style that disguises as a country's civilization is!"

Jiang Si walked a few steps: "Library?"

Old Jin hurriedly said, "Yes, this is the ancient Chinese paper text I collected, and I don't recognize the words in it very much!"

Jiang Si looked around and saw that the room was filled with bookshelf. There were not many books, but it looked full of them.

"What is that?" Jiang Si pointed at the pile of things in the corner and asked Mr. Jin, while walking around.

Old Jin followed her and said without caring: "It's some scrolls, messy graffiti, and some strange-shaped characters. They are not important things, and they can't tell anything!"

reel?

A mess of graffiti?

Strange characters!

Jiang Si walked over and squatted down, took a scroll casually, opened it gently, and looked at the focus of the live broadcast room, aiming at the scroll she opened.

Jiang Si looked at the open scroll, no...drawing, her pupils tightened, and she turned her head to look at Old Jin: "Old Jin, putting these unimportant things here also takes up space. Why don't you tell me the price? Give it all to me. I'll go back and study it carefully!"

The barrage sent by the star friends in the live broadcast room said: "I have seen Mr. Jin treat the grass as a treasure in front of him. I seriously suspect that he treats the baby as a pile of hay here!"

"The confidence upstairs removes the serious suspicion. Although I can't see Jiang Jiang's face, her move to hold the scroll is definitely a good thing!"

The little ancestor in front of him gave him a lot of answers to him.
Chapter completed!