"What's wrong?" Zheng Zheng asked with a nervous expression.

"This ...... Master Cui, come on. The policeman hesitated for a moment, then said to the old man beside him, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Good. ”

"Master Cui" opened his eyes, looked Zheng Zheng up and down, and said, "This kind of thing, there is no evidence in the first place, so it is not easy to claim it." However, since you are a collector of antiques, you should know your antiques well, know what age your antiques are, and know what materials they are made of. So, if you say which antique is your own, then you have to say the age, material, and some characteristics of the antique. ”

"If you can get it all right, then of course this thing is yours. Of course, in order to avoid suspicion, you can't play with it at close range, you can only let you see it from a distance, and you can see what it looks like -- by the way, you are not short-sighted, right? If you are short-sighted, I have a few myopic glasses, you can choose one. ”

As he spoke, Master Cui really took out a bunch of eyes and put them on the table.

So that's it......

Listening to what Master Cui said, Zheng Zheng's heart lit up. He also pondered before, this antique transaction often has no contract documents, and if he comes to claim it now, the police can't ask others to show evidence.

But the method that Master Cui said basically stifled this possibility: in the case of only being able to see a rough appearance from a distance, even if the eyes are vicious and can see what kind of material it is, it is difficult for ordinary people to see what age it is and want to tell the characteristics of it.

Of course, this is just for ordinary people, Zheng Zheng, who has a bronze balance, cannot be counted in the ranks of ordinary people.

"I want to think about it......" Zheng Zheng nodded and said. He let out a low sigh and grimaced. Casually taking out the cigarette case, Zheng Zheng took a cigarette and took two puffs, it seemed that he was in trouble because of what Master Cui said. When the three of them saw him like this, they did not make a sound to urge him.

Subconsciously prepared to flick the cigarette ash, but Zheng Zheng looked at the dusty floor under his feet, and seemed to be a little embarrassed to smile at the three people. Then he pulled a stool from the side and placed it beside him, and took out a bronze balance from his coat pocket and placed it on the stool.

With a flick of the finger holding the cigarette, the ash fell onto the weighing pan of the bronze scale.

"I also carry an ashtray with me...... Well, this guy is pretty good, isn't it? Take a bronze balance as an ashtray...... He can figure it out, but it's quite chic.

But this bronze balance doesn't look like something valuable, it should be an antique from the past, ......right? It should indeed be an antiques business. ”

Zheng Zheng's every move fell in the eyes of the three people, and that Master Cui looked at Zheng Zheng's actions and had already made a judgment on Zheng Zheng in his heart.

Zheng Zheng finished smoking a cigarette, pressed the cigarette butt on the weighing pan of the bronze scale, then pressed his temple, and said with a wry smile to the three of them: "I really don't remember what the names of those thirty things are, but I have seen the graphic catalog before, and I still have some impressions." If I could see those antiques, I would be able to remember how old they were. ”

"But ......" Zheng Zheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "I don't know what standard you use as a criterion? ”

"This Master Cui is the most powerful antique appraiser in W City," a policeman pointed to the old man beside him, and the old man was praised by him, and his face was quite proud. After a pause, the policeman continued: "Over the years, I don't know how many antiques have passed from Cui Lao's hands, let alone W City, even if it is placed in the whole country, Cui Lao's level of antiques is also first-class, and we believe in Cui Lao's vision." Cui Lao has already identified these antiques, and he has counted them all. If what you say is not much different from the judgment made by Cui Lao, we can believe you. ”

"So that's ......" Zheng Zheng had a suddenly realized expression, he arched his hand to that Cui Lao, and said sincerely: "I'll have to trouble you later." ”

"What's the trouble with this, I can help them find the antiques, which can be regarded as taking care of our antique peers. Between the words, Cui Lao already believed in Zheng Zheng's identity and regarded this young man who seemed to be polite and polite as a peer.

"Can we start now?" the policeman looked at his watch and said, "If you can start, you can go a little further, you can't see where you are." ”

Zheng Zheng casually took out a cigarette and lit it, picked up the bronze balance on the stool with one hand, and knocked the cigarette ash on the weighing pan with his hand. He nodded to the questioning policeman, took a cigarette in one hand and a bronze balance in the other, and walked to the side of the table.

A policeman looked at Zheng Zheng, stretched out his hand and scratched in the air, and said, "You can't go past the back of the chair of the three of us, just stand at this distance and see, you should be able to see clearly." ”

"Okay, no problem. Zheng Zheng nodded to the policeman and put the bronze balance in his hand on the table. Then Zheng Zheng silently looked at the open space behind the three of them, turned around from time to time, and flicked the cigarette ash into the weighing pan of the bronze scale.

The questioning policeman shook his head secretly, and he looked at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock now. He sighed in his heart: when others came to claim it, it was better to say, after all, those were their own collections, so they could recognize them immediately after seeing them.

But the young man had only looked at the catalogue of the antiques, and how clearly could he remember them? Besides, the young man had lost thirty antiques, and even if he could recall the approximate age of one in two or three minutes, it would have been at least an hour......

The thought of sitting here for an hour or more made the policeman lament incessantly.

At this time, Zheng Zheng on the side carefully knocked the cigarette ash into the weighing pan of the bronze balance, and then said: "The fifth to last in the third vertical row, that bottle should have been lost by me." That bottle seems to be ......"

Zheng Zheng scratched his head and said: "It should be from the Qing Dynasty, I don't remember which emperor's era exactly, but it should be from now...... About two hundred and seventy years. ”

"Yo he?" Zheng Zheng's words aroused Cui Lao's interest, he looked at Zheng Zheng with interest, and asked with a smile: "How many years do you know this thing, why don't you know that it is the emperor's era?"

"You can't blame me for this," Zheng Zheng made a bitter face and pushed everything on the person who wrote the graphic catalogue for nothing: "I'm also new to the industry, so I do all these jobs such as delivery and so on, and I really don't know who those emperors are in which year." This is also to blame for the person who wrote the graphic catalogue at that time, and he had to mark it with the year of the Common Era. I was talking about him at the time, I said you just write down which emperor's reign is something, he didn't, said that it was more professional to use the AD chronology. ”

After listening to Zheng Zheng's words, Cui Lao nodded with a smile and said, "Hmm...... He is indeed very professional. Even if it were me, I could only tell the dynasty and which emperor was in power at that time, and I couldn't tell with any precision. The person who writes the graphic catalogue must be a master. ”

Zheng Zheng nodded ignorantly, and suddenly understood what was the surprise and asked, "I...... Are you right?"

Cui Lao looked at the antique, flipped through the documents in front of him again, and nodded: "Well, that's right." He turned to the policeman on the side and said, "Xiao Li, bring that bottle." ”

The policeman on the side nodded with a smile, walked over and carefully picked up the bottle identified by Zheng Zheng and placed it in front of Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Zheng stroked the celadon vase in front of him, the look on his face was finally a little lighter, and Cui Lao smiled slightly: After all, he is a child. It's inevitable to be nervous after losing so many things, but now that I've finally found one, I'm immediately relaxed.

Zheng Zheng lit another cigarette, frowned and looked at the clearing, perhaps because of a good start, he made a judgment much faster this time than the first time. He took two puffs of his cigarette, knocked the ashes of his cigarette, thought for a while, and said, "The fifth vertical row is the sixth from the bottom, the first positive is the first, and the positive is the third...... Well, I should have lost all three of them. The ages are ......" Zheng Zheng rubbed his head and said with some uncertainty: "Two hundred and eighty years, three hundred and seventy years, one hundred and fifty years." ”