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"Qin boy, this is Miss Han. If you have any objections, feel free to ask for advice."

Han Bingbing, who was looking at various ancient zithers that seemed to be telling stories of history and had not yet come to her senses, suddenly heard Mr. He mention her and turned to look in his direction.

But in addition to the old men I had just met, there was also a young man in the hall.

It’s not quite appropriate to call him a man. In Han Bingbing’s opinion, he is just... a boy under 20 years old!

Before that person could speak, an old man next to Mr. He smiled and tried to smooth things over.

"Mr. He! You are so kind! It won't be too late to let the two guests sit down and have some tea before we talk."

Everyone invited Han Bingbing and the other person to sit down at the long table on the other side of the hall.

The old man just poured tea for the two and introduced himself: "I am Xie Huaisheng, the president of the Lu Province Guqin Appraisal Association."

"These guys are all vice presidents of our association. That kid is my good-for-nothing grandson Xie Yuqin."

The young man who was pointed at suddenly said, "Yu means "Yu Jian", and Qin means "Gu Qin".

President Xie shook his head and laughed, "This is actually our association's collection hall, and it's an informal venue for activities. You two don't have to feel restrained."

"A few days ago, Mr. He mentioned your advice on his violin making skills. It's a shame that we met you too late!"

Han Bingbing raised her glass calmly, "You're too polite. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

Xie Yuqin snorted, earning an angry glare from Mo Han.

President Xie received the anxious looks from the others, and then he slowly said, "I invited Miss Han here today because I have something to ask of you."

"Some of the guqins in our association's collection will also be loaned out to external groups for use. After all, just putting them here does not mean they have any value in the world."

"There were no major problems in the past few years, but in recent months, even though the guqins we collected did not seem to have any damage, the sound quality has completely changed."

"We are considered veterans in the guqin world, and we think we have a pair of eyes that can't make mistakes, but we really can't figure out the reason."

"What reason could there be? It's just that someone switched it!" Xie Yuqin suddenly interrupted.

"Xiao Qin!" President Xie glared at him warningly.

"I wonder if you could ask Miss Han to help us take a look. If you can find the cause, you will be rewarded handsomely."

Han Bingbing did not give in, and simply said, "Can you let me take a look at the piano that you think has problems?"

Everyone quickly stood up and led Han Bingbing to a musical instrument platform.

This is a banana leaf-shaped guqin with a simple appearance.

The head of her zither with the tassel hanging from it is round and full, the petiole of the banana leaf is bent inward to form a peg guard for the head of the zither, and paired with the emerald green pegs, it looks perfectly natural.

The banana leaf-like bottom of the guitar is round and smooth in shape, the veins on the bottom plate are faintly visible, and even the strings are well maintained.

Han Bingbing placed her hands in the air over the piano, pressing lightly with her left hand and supporting and then wiping with her right hand, listening to the "clang" sound of the piano and her eyes moving slightly.

He looked up and asked, "Mind if I flip it over and take a look?"

The two old men hurried forward and carefully stood the zither up. Han Bingbing stopped them and said, "That's enough."

Seeing that she was staring at the pegs without blinking, President Xie and Mr. He who were sitting in the front row also shifted their eyes over there.

"Have you checked the pegs?" Han Bingbing asked as her slender hand stroked the pegs that were as clear as jade.

President Xie and the other elders looked at each other and shook their heads.

"You mean there's something wrong with the pegs?" Xie Yuqin, who was standing behind the crowd, asked with his arms folded.

Han Bingbing did not comment, but signaled the old man to put the zither down upside down, exposing the pegs to everyone.

"I guess this zither is an antique, right?"

"Yes, according to our private evaluation, it is a work from the late Qing Dynasty."

Han Bingbing stretched out her index finger and shook it, "No, it was earlier than that."

This time there was no need to expend merit, as she could feel by herself that the two pieces of bronze and cedar wood in the zither were far more than 300 years old.

As for the parts on it, she didn't know much about them.

President Xie was very surprised. When the guqin was obtained, everyone present discussed whether to send it to a museum because of its age.

But, I really can't bear to leave.

Considering that the museum's maintenance of antiques at the time was not reassuring to everyone, they simply kept them secretly in their own collection hall.

How come from what she said now, this banana leaf harp was actually made earlier than the late Qing Dynasty?

As the elders gathered around the guqin with magnifying glasses and other tools to study it again, Xie Yuqin suddenly asked, "What does this have to do with the problem of guqin sound?"

Han Bingbing didn't look at him, but just let her eyes slide over the pattern on the back of the piano board.

He asked, "In your opinion, if this is an object older than the collections from the late Qing Dynasty, what would an experienced person do when they see it?"

Xie Yuqin snorted coldly, "You just want to take it for yourself!"

Han Bingbing nodded and pointed at the banana leaf harp, "But the harp is still here, so what do you say?"

Xie Yuqin's mind worked quickly. Thinking of the pegs that she had just focused on, she quickly pushed aside the grandfathers who were surrounding her and squeezed in.

He took the spotlight on the table, looked at the jade stones used as pegs one by one, and then slapped the table with a "bang"!

"Sure enough, someone switched the bag!"

The elders were startled by him, but they quickly reacted and swarmed around the jade pegs.

Xie Yuqin squeezed out, her face slightly red, and asked hesitantly, "How...how did you figure that out?"

Han Bingbing, who had already walked to another piano to watch, said "guess" with no expression on her face, which made Xie Yuqin very upset.

President Xie, who had seen it first, walked over excitedly and shook Han Bingbing's hand.

"Thank you! Thank you, little friend Han! You have solved the problem that has troubled us for several months! Not to mention you have reminded us of the importance of re-identifying these ancient zithers!"

Han Bingbing smiled faintly, shook hands with President Xie, and gently withdrew her hand.

"You're too polite. Did you mention there are other guqins with problems?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" President Xie was full of confidence.

What Mr. He said is true!

The problem with the most precious piano has been solved, and the others should not be a problem for Miss Han!

Compared to the banana leaf piano, the remaining two pianos are really not a big problem.

The century-old Phoenix-style zither was actually due to the poor craftsmanship of the zither maker at the time. The number of times and layers of ash base were applied was not enough. Over the years, cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the zither, similar to the patterns on the body of the zither. The dark patterns were also covered up due to multiple refinishing and maintenance.

It is said that this guitar was loaned out for the longest time at that time, and because it missed the maintenance time, cracks appeared on the guitar surface, affecting the sound quality when plucking the strings.

The most recent one is...

Han Bingbing turned her eyes and looked at Xie Yuqin who was following beside her.

"My dear little brother, can you tell why the sound of this zither is different?"