Chapter 518 Who is real and who is fake

Zhong Yi, who was standing aside, caught Huo Xingzhou's gaze and sneered with a forced smile.

Wan Jiang beside him was in a state of panic: "Master Zhong, what should we do? The gold needles you bought for Miss Lu are..." counterfeit!

How could today's game be such a coincidence?

Miss Lu and Miss Qiao wore exactly the same gold needle, one real and one fake!

What’s more, Mr. Huang, the inheritor of the golden needle technique, was present. Isn’t this fatal?

Whoever is fake will be shamed!

Zhong Yi glanced at Wan Jiang and said calmly, "You bought the golden needles, not me. I gave them as a token of my love. It's your fault that you bought a fake. Wan Jiang, it looks like you're going to take the blame for this."

Wan Jiang wanted to cry but had no tears, as if he had lost his parents.

Finished!

now.

Most of the spectators stared at the high-definition screen showing the game with bated breath, not daring to miss any details.

Huang Bingyi's back was slightly hunched. He stretched out his rough hands and gently touched the embroidered fat ginseng outside the needle bag. He was very reserved and checked the golden needles one by one before putting it down.

He looked at Qiao Xi, who was dressed smartly and low-key, and asked, "Are you Cheng Han's apprentice?"

"I am."

Qiao Xi spoke calmly, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

Anyone who has seen the fight between the old masters of traditional Chinese medicine will inevitably remain calm.

Huang Bingyi's sharp eyes stared at her like an eagle's: "Where did you get this set of golden needles?"

Qiao Xi told the truth: "My husband gave me this as a gift. He said it was found by the auction house."

Huang Bingyi held the golden needle and said, "Your needle is the same as the one the girl from the Lu family used. She said that was my last set of golden needles. Did you have nothing to say? Or did you not expect that she would take out the same golden needle as yours?"

His tone was serious, and to some people with ulterior motives it sounded like a question.

Lu Bannong seemed to do it on purpose, holding the microphone close to Huang Bingyi. His questioning was clearly audible throughout the audience.

"Qiao Xi's golden needle must be fake!"

"This is going to be terrible!"

The corners of Lu Yingxue's lips curled up slightly, and she had a lot of nasty words she wanted to say.

But because of her image, she just pretended to save the situation: "Mr. Huang's golden needles are very famous, and there are many imitations out there. Nowadays, the imitation technology is very advanced, and it is easy to make a mistake and buy a fake one."

After she laid the groundwork, Xiang Mingzhu couldn't wait to say, "Qiao Xi, you didn't hear that the judge for the second round would be Mr. Huang. So you wanted to use the golden needle he used to curry favor with him, but ended up losing more than you gained, right?"

Li Songwen, who had a plaster wrapped around his right wrist, had a gloomy look on his face. He couldn't help but sneer, "A Chinese medicine apprentice can't afford to lose. After all, if he loses, he will be banned from practicing medicine for the rest of his life. He can only use some tricks. I didn't expect Miss Lu to bring a golden needle with her."

If Lu Yingxue had not pointed out at the beginning that what she brought was Mr. Huang's last set of golden needles, many viewers would not have noticed this detail.

But she said it!

So everyone had a preconceived impression, and when they saw the exact same golden needle in front of Qiao Xi, they became suspicious.

It looks like this traditional Chinese medicine apprentice is about to make a fool of himself before the competition even starts.

I don’t know if such a great embarrassment will affect her mentality during the competition?

The defeat is already decided!

Qiao Xi clenched her fingers that hung at her sides, but her heart was not so calm.

But the trust in Huo Xingzhou has surpassed everything else.

This was taken by Huo Xingzhou, so there must be a hidden meaning behind it.

Qiao Xi had no fear in her heart.

Qiao Xi answered Huang Bingyi's question in a cold voice: "This set of gold needles has been with me for a long time. It is indeed a coincidence that Miss Lu and I brought the same gold needles today. As for who is real and who is fake, it is up to you to decide.

If I accidentally bought your golden needle, it would be my blessing. If it is fake, I will learn a lesson from it. I would like to pay tribute to my predecessors and remind them not to cheat in medical practice as a reminder. "

She spoke these words forcefully and neither humbly nor arrogantly.

No flaws!

I thought she was a stubborn girl, but I didn't expect she knew how to be roundabout.

Huang Bingyi's eyes were filled with laughter: "You are more likable than that old guy Cheng Han. He is a tough guy and very annoying!"

Qiao Xiyan defended Cheng Han: "My master has a good temper and taught me everything he knows. He is very popular in our village."

"Protecting one's shortcomings is good."

Huang Bingyi looked at her and nodded.

What he disliked most was people who flattered others, as such people had no awe for studying medicine.

But with a personality like Qiao Xi's, it is sometimes easy to offend people.

Huang Bingyi put down the golden needle in his hand and said calmly: "The golden needle is fine, next one."

Lu Yingxue pursed her lips, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in her eyes.

Xiang Mingzhu couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Huang, you only said that there was no problem with the golden needle. You didn't say whether Qiao Xi's golden needle was real or fake. She said all the good things about you! Your ambiguous attitude will cause people to misunderstand you. People will think that you are biased towards her and give her some face so you don't have the heart to expose her!"

Lu Bannong quickly tried to smooth things over: "The young man spoke without thinking, Mr. Huang, please don't bother with her. This is my sister's daughter, who is also studying medicine with me. She is usually spoiled by her family."

Huang Bingyi snorted coldly: "Who am I giving face to?"

He didn't want to waste time, but seeing that everyone in the room had their own thoughts, Huang Bingyi didn't want to waste time anymore. Since someone insisted on finding out the truth, don't blame him for being merciless.

Lu Bannong added fuel to the fire: "Mr. Huang, please don't be angry. The main thing is that so many viewers must want to know that there are many counterfeit golden needles circulating in the market. If you give a definite answer, those counterfeiters will not dare to confuse the fake with the real thing in the future, which is a good thing."

Huang Bingyi looked around and took the microphone from Lu Bangnong indifferently.

"Since you insist on distinguishing the truth from the false, I will give you an answer. I hope that you can also use this truth-seeking attitude in your work and study."

Huang Bingyi signaled the staff to bring Lu Yingxue's needle bag over.

Lu Yingxue shook her head, picked up the needle bag herself, walked slowly to his side, and handed it to him respectfully with both hands.

"Mr. Huang, this is for you."

Huang Bingyi put her needle bag together with Qiao Xi's and focused the high-definition camera on the details of the two needle bags. The players nearby also gathered around, wanting to see them more clearly.

Mr. Huang's voice was deep but loud, and was transmitted through the microphone to the surrounding sound system in the venue.

The whole place could hear it clearly.

"My gold needles have been with me for decades. I specially asked a goldsmith to make them for me. But the goldsmith accidentally broke the end of the needle while he was making it. So the ends of the needles I use are flat, and you need to look carefully to distinguish them."

"The needle bag outside was made by a Su Xiu embroidery lady. She made this as a token of her gratitude to me for saving her mother. The leaves of this ginseng are very particular. One-year-old ginseng has three leaflets, which we call three flowers in our jargon. Two-year-old leaves have five leaflets and a palm-shaped compound leaf, which is called a palm. Four-year-old leaves have three palm-shaped compound leaves, which are called lampstands."

Huang Bingyi seemed to be reminiscing about the past and said: "In my hometown, the old lampstand means the old man. I said that I am old at my age. So I asked her to embroider three palm-sized compound leaves for me, with a total of 15 leaflets."

so……

Everyone stared at the two sets of gold needles, comparing the details to see if they were real or fake.