When Zhao Yang muttered in his heart, he found that Uncle Zhou did not praise the ice chip bucket hat bowl like other shopkeepers, but frowned, looking at it with a serious face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the white qi above the ice chip bucket hat bowl seemed to come alive, like a small snake, quickly and flexibly rushing towards Zhao Yang.

"Boss Xie, how much money are you going to pay for this Ruyao ice chip bucket bowl?" asked Su Jingnan lightly.

"Hehe, what's the price...... Xie Changgong smiled, rubbed his hands and thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "You also know that there are not many Ru kiln porcelain left in the world, and a piece of Zhou ware that can be regarded as a top commercial vessel, for the sake of your old customer's birthday celebration, I will sell you at a price of 38 million!"

Su Jingnan didn't think about it, and took out a black gold diamond card to pay.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Wait a while, old man Xie, it's sold for 38 million, isn't it a little expensive!"

Everyone looked for the voice, and saw Zhao Yang standing in front of an ancient painting, and said calmly and calmly.

Xie Changgong's face sank, and he said unhappily, "Where did the hairy boy come from, he doesn't know the goods, this is the authentic azure glazed porcelain unearthed in the Ru kiln, Mao didn't dare to speak here, hurry up and get out of here!"

"Azure glazed porcelain is true, but whether it is authentic or not unearthed in Ru kiln, are you sure you haven't looked away?" Zhao Yang's eyes flashed with a faint white light, and in his sight, a flash of data appeared on the ice chip bucket bowl.

Xie Changgong was furious, "Boy, I've been in this antique street for most of my life, and I have seen more antiques than you eat oil and salt, and the president of our city's antique association has to call me a word Xie Lao, just because you are a boy who does miscellaneous things, you dare to question me?"

"That's right, Boss Xie is one of the best people in the antique industry in our Maple Leaf City, and he rarely looks away, this kid, he looks like he has a milky look on his face, is it possible to compare to Boss Xie's eyesight?"

Uncle Gao frowned, and wanted to persuade Zhao Yang not to be reckless, but because there were several people squeezed in the middle, it was inconvenient to speak, so he had to look at Su Jingnan quietly.

At this time, Su Jingnan had already withdrawn the black gold card in her hand, the corners of her mouth rose, and she looked at Zhao Yang with interest.

Zhao Yang slowly walked in front of Xie Changgong and said fearlessly, "The Ru kiln of the Song Dynasty is one of the five famous kilns, and most of the porcelain fired by it is supplied to the royal family. This ice chip bucket hat, in fact, there are detailed records in the antique book, and on the whole, it does look like it was fired in a Ru kiln. ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Xie Changgong snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Zhao Yang smiled slightly, "It's just an image, I didn't say it must be, in fact, since the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, a large part of the so-called Ru kiln porcelain on the market has been imitated by the Qing court craftsmen who have fallen into the people. ”

Xie Changgong's face suddenly changed, and his originally confident expression became a little suspicious.

Zhao Yang was right, the Qing court craftsmen fired porcelain for the emperor's relatives, and the craftsmanship was first-class and passed down from generation to generation, and in order to satisfy the taste of the imperial family, they even fired porcelain from other dynasties.

Although he thought so, Xie Changgong still had a hint of luck, and snorted coldly, "My ice chip bucket hat bowl is exactly the same as the characteristics of Ru kiln porcelain recorded in the antique book, and there is no trace of imitation on the whole, it is absolutely impossible for the Qing court craftsmen to imitate it!"

Zhao Yang unhurriedly pointed to the ice chip hat bowl and said to Xie Changgong, "Those who play antiques know that all imitation porcelain of all dynasties and dynasties usually has a feature, that is, there is a recognition model at the bottom of the vessel, indicating what dynasty and what dynasty made it. ”

Xie Changgong hurriedly picked up the ice chip bucket hat bowl and turned the bottom of the tire towards himself, and sure enough, there were indeed traces of grinding in the center of the bowl.

"This, this, there really is," Xie Changgong's face became very ugly, but he still said stiffly, "It's normal to have wear and tear, after all, it's been so long, which antique can not be worn? At most, I'll lower my money!"

"Hehe......"

Zhao Yang laughed, leaned over, carefully observed the bottom of the bowl for a while, and asked the clerk next to him for a small flashlight.

"Old man Xie, you have been in the antique shop for so long, don't you know that there are many such imitations of Ru kiln porcelain in the Ming and Qing dynasties on the market? In order to confuse buyers, they usually have to polish the logo at the bottom, and the wear and tear at the bottom of the bowl are generally two situations, either normal wear and tear, or artificial, but your piece is obviously artificial, and it has not been polished yet, and even put it under strong light, you can still see its origin. ”

"What?!"

Xie Changgong was shocked, and hurriedly looked at the flashlight, only to see a few broken fonts vaguely written on the polished place, "Guangxu Year of the Qing Dynasty".

"How is that possible!!"

"How could this be!!"

"I, I'm gone?!"

Xie Changgong stared at the vague knowledge in disbelief, as if he had exhausted all his strength to speak.

Zhao Yang stared at Xie Changgong with his eyes like a blade, and said coldly, "The Ru kiln porcelain imitated by Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, compared to other dynasties, or even this dynasty, is not a fart, if you want to talk about the price, it is worth 500,000 at most, and you will sell a thing that is only worth more than 500,000 yuan to a little girl at a price of more than ten or twenty times, and your heart is a little darker, right?"

"No, no, no!"

Xie Changgong's face changed greatly, he didn't dare to look at Zhao Yang's blade-like eyes, and said with a sad face, "I didn't know that this was a pure imitation! I spent more than 10 million yuan to buy this ice chip bucket hat, how could I deliberately deceive Miss Su!"

Zhao Yang shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, "No matter how much money you spend, in short, you haven't seen such an obvious flaw, it's hard to believe!"

Xie Changgong collapsed in his chair, his face like ashes.

Su Jingnan glanced at Xie Changgong with a serious expression, and then looked at Zhao Yang angrily and funny.

What a little girl!

It's obviously a young lady!

She observed Zhao Yang curiously, this person, dressed like a miscellaneous man, could it be a hidden master in which store?

After speaking, Zhao Yang turned to Su Jingnan and said lightly, "What happened just now at the street entrance, thank you, as a reward, I will pay you back now." ”

Su Jingnan was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Zhao Yang to help her for this purpose, her face flushed slightly, and she said softly, "Well, I'll also say thank you to you, after all, you just helped me a lot, by the way, your injury, is it okay?"

Zhao Yang shook his head and said indifferently, "It's just a bruise, but your driving skills need to be improved." ”

"Hmm......" Su Jingnan's face turned even redder.

"Smack"

Suddenly, Uncle Gao pulled Zhao Yang into the crowd, and said with a straight face, "Okay, Zhao Yang, the limelight is out, and this Art Garden Pavilion is not good-looking, go back to Jubaozhai, stinky boy!"

Before leaving, Uncle Gao didn't forget to give Su Jingnan an apologetic look.

Zhao Yang's face fell, and he helplessly followed Uncle Gao to leave, Xiao Liu didn't dare to stay longer when he saw this, so he squeezed away people and hurriedly followed.

"It turns out that his name is Zhao Yang, Jubao Zhai. Su Jingnan watched them leave, and remembered the name firmly in her heart.

When they left, everyone reacted one after another, and looked in the direction where Zhao Yang left one by one, their eyes full of admiration.

As soon as Zhao Yang returned to Jubaozhai, Uncle Gao looked at Zhao Yang strangely like an open county order, and asked in an interrogative tone, "Zhao boy, what other skills do you have to hide and not reveal?"

"That's right, recruit from the truth!" Xiao Liu responded seriously.

Zhao Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a weak heart, "How can I have any ability, I just read a few more books, and I happened to use ...... by mistake."

"Why don't I believe it? Uncle Gao looked Zhao Yang up and down with suspicion.

was furious, Zhao Yang hurriedly said, "It's been so long, you don't know what my level is, and I've read so many antique books, and I usually learn from you, so I have to have a little eyesight, right?"

"Really?" said Uncle Gao, as if he was skeptical.

Seeing that Uncle Gao was going to ask, Zhao Yang hurriedly left Jubaozhai under the pretext of having an accident.

When he arrived at the antique street, the scorching sun was shining, and Zhao Yang wiped his sweat and looked around.

As far as the eye can see, the data is mixed.

Zhao Yang's eyes rolled, and taking advantage of the abnormal changes in his eyes, he decided to search the antique street to see if he could meet some valuable antiques.

At this time, the antique long street is full of people and is very noisy.

Despite the high temperature, it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the players who come and go, most of them with the idea of getting rich overnight, hoping to pick up the leak.

The so-called leakage, which means the fish that slipped through the net, in the antique world, people usually think that the leak is a symbol of good luck, but also the behavior that can not be found, the leak is like buying a lottery ticket, either soaring, or bankrupt, so, mixed antiques, and pay attention to an eyesight, no eyesight, in this line, it is always a loss.

Zhao Yang glanced at the data on both sides, and finally stopped in front of a small stall.

This is a small stall specializing in selling folding fans, which is much more deserted than other stalls selling porcelain and ancient paintings.

The stall owner salted a fish, half lying on the ground of the paper shop, grabbing the melon seeds in the bag next to him, knocking and spitting at will, even if someone came over, he didn't shout, and he didn't look like he was doing business at all.

Zhao Yang half-squatted down, pulling the folding fans that were placed randomly, most of the folding fans were modern imitations, and some of them did not even erase the traces of imitation, so they were provided to the sellers who came and went.

"No wonder business is so bad, maybe the stall owners don't expect the real thing in their goods. Zhao Yang said secretly, and casually took a folding fan painted with flowers and birds in his hand.

"Flower and bird folding fan, painted by Huang Binhong, a master of modern landscape painting, in 1920, is worth 350,000 yuan, and the rising potential is unlimited. ”

Zhao Yang was shocked, but he didn't expect to find the works of Huang Binhong, the master of Chinese painting, known as "Northern Qi and Southern Huang", in this little-known stall.

"Yo, boss, have you taken a fan's eye for this folding fan? Fixed price, 500, you can take the fan." The little vendor knocked on the melon seeds and said casually.