When Chen Yan heard what Peng Zhan said, he opened his eyes very reluctantly, as if waking up from a sweet dream.
Obviously, he was forcefully hypnotizing himself just now and enjoying the dream of having a golden crown. However, before he could fully enjoy it, Peng Zhan woke him up from his dream.
He did not dare to neglect, and quickly knelt on the ground, carefully placed the golden crown on his knees, and took out a magnifying glass from his pocket.
He put a strong flashlight into his mouth, held a magnifying glass and slowly scanned the golden crown, exclaiming in surprise as he scanned it.
"Amazing, simply amazing. How on earth did they do it, in such a small place, and on a hard gold surface? How on earth did they do it?"
Normally, after hearing Chen Yan make such an exaggerated exclamation, someone would definitely ask him what he had accomplished.
But this time, everyone deliberately chose to remain silent. Even Cheng Wanling covered her mouth and said nothing.
Because they knew that as long as they didn't answer, Chen Yan would make trouble for himself and continue talking.
Sure enough, when Chen Yan saw no one to talk to him, he could only say to himself: "On this, the relevant laws and regulations of South Vietnam are actually engraved. It is only a palm-sized place, but there are more than two thousand words written on it. Even with today's craftsmanship, , which is also very difficult to do.”
"Old man, how many drumsticks can this thing be exchanged for?" Cheng Wanling asked angrily when Chen Yan looked like he had never seen the world.
"Chicken legs? Little girl, are you kidding? Even if all the chicken drumsticks in the world were put together, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to replace a single corner on it." Chen Yan said.
"Wow, it's so valuable?" Cheng Wanling didn't believe it.
"Of course, through these regulations on the golden crown, we can understand the humanities of the time to a certain extent, so this golden crown can be said to be priceless." Chen Yan said.
"No wonder those two people were fighting to the death over it just now." Cheng Wanling suddenly realized that in her world, wealth is measured in chicken legs.
"It turns out that South Vietnam Princess Zhao Dan is real!" Chen Yan suddenly said to himself excitedly.
There has always been great controversy over whether the South Vietnamese Princess Zhao Dan really existed. Many people believed that she was a relatively perfect woman fabricated by unofficial historians and was a fiction.
However, in the Golden Crown, it is clearly recorded that in July of the 26th year of the birth of Princess Zhang Cheng, etc.
In other words, Zhao Dan not only really existed, but she was also born in the twenty-sixth year of Zhao Tuo's reign.
Seeing Chen Yan being so interested in Golden Crown research, Peng Zhan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Because he really doesn’t understand why people who love cultural relics so much would bear to let those valuable cultural relics be lost overseas?
"This is a treasure. Place it anywhere, in any museum, and it will be a museum-level existence."
Three minutes passed quickly. Chen Yan reluctantly wrapped up the golden crown and handed it to Peng Zhan respectfully.
Seeing Chen Yan being so reluctant to give up, if it weren't for the dangers here, Peng Zhan really wanted to hand over the golden crown to Chen Yan for safekeeping and study, because in Chen Yan's eyes, he saw his true love for the golden crown.
"After you get out, as long as you change your ways, you will definitely have the opportunity to study it." Seeing Chen Yan looking at the golden crown eagerly, Peng Zhan patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.
