Treasure hunt begins in England

Chapter 242 The Strange Finale Auction Item
"To be honest, today's grand finale might be a little unbelievable." After hearing Liang En ask about the grand finale of today's auction, Old Pierce gave it a try.

"According to the information I got, that thing was brought over from France by a well-known antique dealer, who said it was the remains of Joan of Arc, the protector of France—"

"The remains of Joan of Arc!" Liang En exclaimed in a low voice, because at this time his wrist was suddenly grasped, so he could only cover up his exclamation in this way.

"Yes, according to the owner, these were found in a jar in the attic of a pharmacy in Paris in 1867. The inscription on the jar reads: "The remains were found at the stake of Joan of Arc in Orléans. "

Pierce obviously didn't notice the strange expression on the face and the movements of the hands of the slightly short girl next to Liang En, so he continued to introduce the specific situation of this auction item.

"According to that panel over there, the contents of the jar included what appeared to be a charred human rib, a black lump of flesh that looked like black wood, a 15-centimeter scrap of linen, and a cat's femur— —”

"This thing is fake." Hearing this, Joan raised her toes slightly and approached Liang En's ear, then whispered. "When I was burned, there were no cats on the fire."

According to the tradition of the 45th century, when a witch was burned, a black cat would also be burned on the fire, so the counterfeiter of the so-called Joan of Arc's remains took it for granted that a cat's bone was added to it.

But in fact, if you have enough research on history, you will find that the existing materials contain the detailed process of Joan's entire torture when she died, and there is no mention of cats.

More importantly, the British threw the ashes into the Seine River not far from the execution ground after repeatedly burning to confirm that Joan's body was burned to ashes, so it is impossible to leave these things behind.

"Do you think this thing is fake?" After Pierce introduced these things, Liang En asked him a question. "I remember we learned about this in class—"

"You're right. In fact, we are not the only ones who think this thing is unreliable." After hearing Liang En's question, Pierce shrugged and said.

"So after lunch, the other party will organize a simple appraisal meeting, and ask everyone to recommend a few reliable people to go up and conduct a simple appraisal of those things—"

"Wait, you can go for this kind of identification work." Speaking of this, Pierce said as if thinking of something, "At least I think you should be one of the few people with the highest academic level in archaeology here, and you are completely qualified to be an expert. This representative."

"Of course I would be happy to be the representative, but will the organizer allow me to go up?" Liang En is not the kind of person who likes to show off, but under the circumstances, he felt that he had to see if the thing was real .

However, sometimes this so-called appraisal is often a bureau that has been set up by the organizer, and the person who goes up to check is also contacted in advance.So Liang En wanted to know if the other party really wanted to find someone to identify him this time.

"It will definitely, because this thing is too controversial. And because it involves religious sacred objects, it is temporarily impossible to use carbon 14 and other technologies for experiments." Pierce explained in a low voice.

"Even the organizers of this exchange meeting failed to come up with a unified opinion. Although most of the organizers did not think that this so-called sacred object was real, because there was a very important organizer Fang insisted, so it is impossible to directly remove suspicious things like before."

"Under this premise, because the organizer does not want the goods provided to be suspected of being counterfeit and shoddy, it hopes to pass the responsibility of identification to us participants through this method, so the other party's idea is true."

"If that's the case, I'm relieved." Liang En nodded. Although he wasn't too worried about offending the organizer of such a party, it's better not to cause too much trouble.

"By the way, why do you say that scientific measurements are not allowed on religious sacred objects? I don't seem to remember where there is such a rule?"

After confirming that the local organizers should really want to find out the authenticity of this thing, or want to use the hands of the public to get rid of the blame, Liang En quickly focused on another matter.

"If I remember correctly, neither the law nor the church has said that scientific inspection of these religious-related items is not allowed. What's going on with this thing?"

The reason why Liang En was strange was that in his memory, no matter whether it was the legendary Lance of Longinus, the Shroud or the Holy Grail, they had undergone scientific tests, and he had never heard of such taboos.

"This is just a private request made by the owner of this item." Old Pierce said at this time. "It seems that the other side considers scientific inspection of religious sacred objects to be sacrilege."

"Well, I respect the ideas of such people." Liang En said with a soft sigh. After all, everyone has their own choices in this regard, and what everyone needs is mutual respect.

However, for him, it is more appropriate to test this type of religious items if the situation permits. After all, compared with other things, the counterfeiting rate of religious items is not low.

Just think of how long a goose feather was claimed to be an angel's feather, and a piece of broken wood claimed to be the true cross fragments abound in the Middle Ages to know how long the tradition of counterfeiting these items has been.

After parting with Pierce and his son for a while, Liang En and Joan of Arc were going to check out the private temporary shops around them, but on the way, Joan of Arc suddenly arrived as if thinking of something.

"It feels like human beings have not changed much in many cases. In my time, I have seen many people selling all kinds of saint remains, but it still feels a little strange to see other people selling their own bones."

"Uh—this may be a special case." Hearing what Joan of Arc said, Liang En also realized that the situation he was encountering now might be the weirdest situation in human history.

After all, under normal circumstances, no normal person will come back to life after death.Not to mention seeing one's own bones being sold as holy relics.

Because this topic was really embarrassing, Liang En quickly turned his attention to the surrounding stalls.As a large-scale exchange meeting, the overall quality of those private booths can be said to be very good.

Compared with the parcel stalls that Liang En had seen before, each stall in this place looked a lot more formal: each stall had a table covered with a white tablecloth, and various items waiting to be sold were placed on the On the table.

At the same time, there will be a small sign that looks like it is made of metal and glass on each booth, and there are sheets of white paper with gilded text inside.

One side of these white papers is printed with an Arabic numeral, and the other side is printed with some simple information about the stall owner, which may be a certain person or a famous shop.

Obviously, the bunks set up in this place are all of a certain level.And get the unified management of the exchange meeting, it is not just to open the package and spread the red cloth to get out of the stall.

(End of this chapter)