Is it Wang Sheng's character? Of course! It's obvious that this is Wang Sheng's character. This is the character "Yong" written by Wang Sheng himself when he was practicing calligraphy in his mansion.

Wang Sheng had to admire Qian's old age, and he could see his style of writing from the couplets of Sanqingguan. How did these eyes grow? Even if Wang Sheng himself had a pair of eyes with super-sighted eyes, he did not have the ability to tell who it was at a glance.

"This word belongs to me!" Mr. Qian saw that Wang Sheng and Qiangwei's expressions could not tell that they had already admitted it. He shouted happily, then took the initiative to snatch it from Qiangwei's words and quickly rolled it up. When Wang Sheng and Qiangwei reacted, the word had been taken into the ring that was carried by Mr. Qian.

"Old Qian, can you always see something that can be followed?" Wang Sheng didn't mind. It was just a piece of characters. When did Wang Sheng want to write a hundred pictures? What's the point of giving a picture to Mr Qian? But he had a question that he wanted to figure out, and asked Mr Qian quickly.

"Well, what you said by your grandfather seems to be true." Old Qian did not realize his ability, but Wang Sheng summarized it, it seemed that it was true. Whether it was the Grand Secretary, the Emperor, or Wang Sheng, he had read what they wrote before, so he could immediately summarize it from it.

Even the same was true for weapons and jewelry before. Mr. Qian read many miscellaneous books, walked many places, had a wide range of knowledge, and could infer a large piece of paper with one thing that was the same. This is not just an appraiser, but a data analysis master!

Unfortunately, there is no big data in this world that Mr. Qian has analyzed. He is definitely a senior antique connoisseur on earth.

However, Wang Sheng still wanted to give it a try and see where Mr. Qian’s limit was. Since Mr. Qian can analyze almost the same thing, then what is the thing that Mr. Qian can find?

"Old Qian, please show me what this is?" Wang Sheng said, taking out the Glock 17 from the ring and putting it on the table, spinning it, and pushing it in front of Old Qian.

There are no bullets in the Glock 17, and Wang Sheng has never planned to make bullets in this world. The power of pistol bullets now seems a little small and not suitable for combat. Keeping the Glock 17 is just Wang Sheng himself used as a memorial to commemorate the evidence that he was once a man on earth.

There are definitely not many people who have seen this pistol, and even if you have seen it, it is impossible to tell Mr. Qian. Therefore, for Mr. Qian, you must be something that cannot be found.

Mr. Qian's eyes suddenly became serious again, and he reached out to pick up the Glock 17, and was stunned. Such a small thing was actually made of several materials. He touched the sleeve, touched the trigger and around him, and finally touched the handle of the gun, his brows were as if he had been tied.

"Master, can you give me a brief demonstration?" This is obviously a useful instrument, but Qian Lao could not judge what to do. Wang Sheng was right in front of him, so he didn't hesitate to ask for Wang Sheng to give me a demonstration.

Wang Sheng reached out and picked up the Glock 17. His technique was fast. Titicitate a few times, and the complete pistol turned into a bunch of parts, placed neatly on the table. After doing all this, Wang Sheng made another gesture of invitation and asked Mr. Qian to get started.

Whether it is Mr. Qian, Mr. Tie, or Qiang Wei, they all watched Wang Sheng break the gun into magic like looking at the Western scenery. The movement was too fast, clean and neat. Although Wang Sheng had not practiced for a long time, due to the improvement of physical fitness, the decomposition movement could be more than twice as fast as on Earth.

"This material is strange!" Mr. Qian picked up one by one to look at it this time, looking at the sleeves, barrels, springs, bolts, and even magazines one by one.

"Old Qian, any of these things will be enough for you to think about for several years." After seeing them, Qian did not say anything to Wang Sheng, but shouted in surprise at Mr. Tie: "Every kind of steel material is unprecedented."

Mr. Tie was already very interested in seeing so many metal materials, but he just didn't want to disturb Mr. Qian's appraisal. When he heard Mr. Qian's words, he looked at Wang Sheng. Seeing that Wang Sheng had no objection, he reached out to pick up the spring and checked it carefully.

"If I guess correctly, this material is the best here!" Mr. Qian looked at it one by one, took out the barrel from it, and asked at Wang Sheng: "Master, right?"

Wang Sheng nodded. The barrel had to withstand the huge pressure of gunpowder, so of course the best materials should be used. Relatively speaking, sleeve triggers and other requirements are not that high. Mr. Qian's guess is extremely accurate.

Seeing that he was right, Mr. Qian smiled. Not enough, his goatee and thin face looked very vulgar when he smiled.

"What material is this, but I can't get it." Mr. Qian picked up the gun handle again and asked in confusion: "Neither gold, nor wood, nor stone or soil. Master, can you please help me?"

How to solve this problem? Wang Sheng looked at the gun handle on Mr Qian’s hand with some embarrassment, engineering plastic, how to explain this thing? How can a person who doesn’t even know rubber know what plastic is? What is polymer material?

"Just forget it if you are embarrassed by your husband." Old Qian also knew that he was embarrassed by Wang Sheng, and immediately spoke up to help Wang Sheng.

"Old Qian, you haven't said that what is this thing for?" Qiang Wei, next to her, also obediently changed the topic and asked at Mr Qian.

"It's probably a bit speculative." Old Qian smiled, stretched out his hand, inserted the folding fan of his right hand into the back collar, and his hands began to move quickly.

A light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes in an instant. Mr. Qian's action was actually the reverse action he had just broken down the Glock 17. In other words, Mr. Qian actually reinstalled the pistol that Wang Sheng had dismantled.

The process along the way is not bad, the things are right, and the techniques are right. Although the movements are much slower than Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng believes that this is just because he is not proficient. As long as he gives Qian Lao time to contact him, he will definitely be able to reach the level of Wang Sheng.

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He followed Wang Sheng's appearance just now and placed his finger on the trigger guard ring in front of him. After thinking about it, Old Qian seemed to feel that there was a door, so he put his finger on the trigger and aimed it in front of him.

"Although this is cleaned up, it still has a faint smell of nitrogen fire." Old Qian turned to look at Wang Sheng and asked, "Master, this should be a kind of firearm, which can launch projectiles from this tube and attack the enemy's weapons. Look, am I right?"
Chapter completed!