When the baby was taken out, Lin Xiaozhi's gaze fell on it.

Chen Siqi's 200,000 yuan was not collected in vain.

Take people's money and help people's errands.

If this pot is genuine, he will not be silent, although 20 million is expensive, but one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and it is Chen Siqi's business if he does not bargain.

It's a pity that this pot is a fake.

"Who are you?"

The smile on Boss Wu's face stopped abruptly, and he looked at Lin Xiaozhi and sneered: "Do you know what a purple clay pot is? ”

"Master Cheng Shouzhen made the pot by himself, and the market is priceless, and I still look at the face of Miss Chen as a regular customer. ”

"You dare to say that I am a broken pot, and I am not afraid of flashing my tongue. ”

"Boss Wu, he's my friend. When Chen Siqi heard this, he said coldly with a hint of displeasure.

She bumped into Lin Xiaozhi, and she was sorry in her heart.

I brought him here because I had learned Lin Xiaozhi's skills in the hospital.

Let him help with the palms.

Since he said such things, there may be something wrong with the pot.

"If Cheng Shouzhen made it himself, of course 20 million is not expensive, but unfortunately this pot is not from Cheng Shouzhen's hand. Lin Xiaozhi saw Chen Siqi secretly defending himself, and couldn't help but feel a trace of gratitude and talked eloquently.

"Nonsense! I have personally identified this pot with the master, and there can be no problem. ”

Boss Wu's face turned ugly: "I have been open for fifteen years, and there are countless treasures that have gone out from me. ”

"You get what you pay for, and I can't guarantee that the price of the same thing is cheaper than elsewhere, but it's absolutely authentic. ”

"Not to mention this one-of-a-kind treasure. ”

"Even if you're Miss Chen's friend, you can't talk nonsense. ”

The few customers who were gathered around nodded their heads when they heard this.

"Young man, the most important reputation in the antique circle, Boss Wu is the honorary advisor of the Seoul Antique Association, and his vision has always been fine. ”

"That's right, I've been buying things here for a few years, all of them genuine. ”

"I've also seen this pot, it's really no problem, it's made by Master Cheng, a Bingxin Daoist. ”

Seeing everyone's help, Boss Wu's face showed a smug look.

Staring at Lin Xiaozhi and sneering: "For Miss Chen's sake, I won't pursue your nonsense just now, the antiques are too deep, children of your age, the most important thing is to talk less and learn more, don't be self-kind, and keep shaking half a jar of vinegar." ”

Seeing that Boss Wu was so determined, Chen Siqi's face couldn't help but have a trace of doubt.

walked up to Lin Xiaozhi and asked softly, "You...... Will you lose sight?"

"You don't believe me?" Lin Xiaozhi asked lightly.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just that you haven't gotten started yet, the purple clay pot is different from jade, will it be possible to make a mistake just by looking at it?" Chen Siqi hurriedly explained.

"The eyes can be wrong, but I use the heart. Lin Xiaozhi's face rose with a touch of confidence.

went on to say: "Cheng Shouzhen inherited his adoptive father Shao Youting, and made countless pots in his life, and there were many folk legends, but he only made three kinds in his later years. ”

"Balls, Hanbian and antique. ”

"The bell seals are Bingxin Dao and eighty-two old men, right?"

Listening to Lin Xiaozhi's words, the sneer on Boss Wu's face became even stronger: "You have memorized a lot of information, but everyone knows what you said about playing pots." ”

"At the bottom of this pot, there is a bell mark of the Ice Heart Daoist, and even the purple sand master said that there is no problem. ”

"Why do you say it's fake?"

"My Jubaoxuan's reputation for more than ten years will never allow you to be so slandered. ”

"If this pot is a fake, I will immediately close Zhang Daji and withdraw from the Seoul antique world!"

"If you look away, do you dare to kneel down and apologize to me!"

At this moment, his heart was full of anger.

A year ago, the Republic of China cigarette stick, which entered Genhetian Yuzui at a high price, was doubled and sold to Chen Siqi, and he overcharged a little money at that time.

As a result, for nearly a year, Chen Siqi no longer came to the door and lost high rollers.

He regretted it.

So when I saw Chen Siqi coming today, I took out this pot to show goodwill, 20 million actually didn't make much, the market price was just that.

was scolded by Lin Xiaozhi for a few words, as if he was selling fakes.

For a celebrity in the antique circle like him, the most unbearable thing is to go on vacation.

"I didn't say it was a fake, I just said it was a fake, don't reverse black and white. Lin Xiaozhi laughed coldly: "It's a pity that the fifteen-year-old store is about to disappear in Hancheng." ”

"Listen, in 37 years, Yixing Dingshu fell, and the invading army came to Master Cheng to ask for a purple clay pot and was refused, so they threatened to retaliate. ”

Master Cheng was furious, washed his hands in the golden basin, and did not make a pot again. ”

His brother Shao Rushan was worried that something would happen to Master Cheng, so he drove out a handful of Han Bian overnight and engraved Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone", which was upright and upright. ”

This saved Master Cheng from being unjustified. ”

"Take a good look at that pot, what is engraved on it!"

Lin Xiaozhi's voice was sonorous and powerful, and everyone was shocked and turned their eyes to the body of the pot.

Sure enough, I saw a small poem above.

It is Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone".

"You...... How do you know this kind of secret?" Boss Wu's expression instantly froze, revealing a look of disbelief.

This pot was purchased from overseas, and its origin is almost exactly the same as what Lin Xiaozhi said, except for Shao Rushan.

Shao Rushan is the son of Cheng Shouzhen's adoptive father, but he is not a craftsman who makes purple clay pots, but a framer.

But its pot-making level is not below Cheng Shouzhen.

But because his fame is not obvious, he only has one pot in his life, so few people know about it.

Lin Xiaozhi is actually like a treasure.

"Hmph, you still claim to be an antique everyone, you can't even figure out the origin of things, sell fakes as genuine, the so-called half jar vinegar is yourself!" Lin Xiaozhi sneered: "It's very simple to verify what I said, go and check Yixing Zhili, there will be a record." ”

The words just now were all messages passed on to him by the family heirloom jade pendant.

The most ungodly part of this ability is that it can reveal the provenance of any antique in detail.

At this time, Boss Wu's face was pale, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

If Chen Siqi hadn't grabbed him quickly, the purple clay pot in his hand would have fallen to the ground and turned into pieces.

"Fake, it turned out to be fake...... Boss Wu was in a trance and muttered to himself.

Everyone showed a look of shock, looking at Lin Xiaozhi's gaze, full of awe.

Just the secrets he just said are enough to make any player look up.

Antiques are cultural and historical inheritance.

Lin Xiaozhi's words can be said to have refreshed their understanding of the purple clay pot and Master Cheng Shouzhen.

Even Boss Wu is convinced, how can they not be convinced.

Chen Siqi looked at Lin Xiaozhi in a daze, her heart was full of emotions, and her beautiful eyes were full of admiration.

Unexpectedly, I bumped into someone on the road, and it turned out to be a heavy treasure.

It's a gift from God.