The Zhou family started as a catering, and then involved in some other industries, such as jewelry.

Especially his father, he likes these things even more, not only jewelry, but also some antique jade and other things, which can please his father.

My father also collected a large number of precious collections, and he usually had to show off his collection once when he came to visit, and he was quite proud of his collection, but this time, he met Yang Chen.

When Yang Chen said that it was okay to say three words, Zhou Yuelin knew that things were going to be bad.

Listening to what his father said, Zhou Yuelin couldn't help but smile bitterly, is this to compete with Yang Chen for the rhythm of vision?

"You, that's pretty much it, no matter who you meet, you have to show off your little rags, are you annoying?" a woman's voice sounded at this time.

In this case, anyone who dares to talk to Zhou Ming like this, even Zhou Yuehan can't do it, there is only one person, and that is Zhou Ming's wife.

When I turned around, a noble lady in her forties, but still charming, and quite enchanting, walked over from the door.

"I just came back from the company, I received a call from Yuelin, and I bought some vegetables by the way, at noon today, Xiaochen will eat here, just thank you Xiaochen for saving Yuehan's girl." Zhou Yuehan's mother said with a smile.

This is a very gentle woman.

When you laugh, it gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

I feel very comfortable inside.

Moreover, I also like Yang Chen, the person who saved his daughter.

Zhou Ming next to him said with some dissatisfaction: "A woman's opinion, a woman's opinion, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, is a man's romance, what do you know as a woman, while cooking." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, this noble lady immediately glanced over, and her bright eyes fell on Zhou Ming's body.

Just a look, Zhou Ming's neck suddenly shrank down, obviously a little scared, but with guests in front, it was not easy to lose face, and it looked quite embarrassing.

Yang Chen almost couldn't help laughing.

Good guy, the actual person in charge of the dignified Zhou family, is he afraid of his wife?

If this spreads, I don't know how many people will be stunned.

"My aunt laughed, boy, I am also more interested in antique calligraphy and painting, and I rarely meet some people who can speak, and it is not bad to talk to my uncle about antiques. Yang Chen made a round.

"Forget it, ignore you, Yuehan, follow me to the kitchen, let them a group of men, talk about their antiques. ”

took Zhou Yuehan by the way, although Zhou Yuehan wanted to stay with Yang Chen, but he was really not interested in antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and left a little reluctantly.

His wife was not beside him, Zhou Ming suddenly changed his attitude, his body suddenly sat straight, and he looked around proudly: "Mr. Yang, tell me about it now, what's wrong with my antiques?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, the exterior looks quite exquisite, and the layout is pretty good, if there weren't so many fakes, it would be nice. Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.

Fake?

For antique collectors, the word fake is an absolute taboo.

"Mr. Yang, you said that there are fakes in my collections? Hahaha, impossible, each of my collections has been identified by multiple experts, and there are absolutely no fakes. Zhou Ming said in a deep voice, quite confident.

"I would like to hear Mr. Yang's arguments, which of my collections are fakes?" Zhou Ming asked in a deep voice.

Yang Chen was not polite, stood up, glanced at it casually, and walked straight to an artistic windowsill with a three-color horse on it.

"What is this?" Yang Chen asked.

"Tang Sancai, Sancai horses, fired out of the serious Tang Dynasty official kiln, and the palace decorations cost me 8.88 million. Zhou Ming said proudly.

"Really...... Then your eight million eight million eight hundred and eighty thousand will be lost......" As he spoke, Yang Chen's palm loosened slightly, and the three-colored horse, in free fall, landed on the ground.

I only heard a snap, and this Tang Sancai was suddenly smashed into pieces.

This movement suddenly startled Zhou Yuelin and Zhou Ming, and Zhou Ming's body stood up even more suddenly.

"Mr. Yang, what are you doing here......

Yang Chen didn't answer, his fingers quietly rubbed in the large fragment, and soon, two fingers pinched up a fragment, and inside the fragment, there was another thing.

"The people of the Tang Dynasty are really bold, do they also want to brave the world?" Yang Chen smiled.

Inside, there was a beer bottle cap of a snowflake beer.

Zhou Ming's lips twitched uncontrollably.

His face flushed.

It's not like to be angry.

In terms of antiques, it is normal to make eyes, even masters often make mistakes, Zhou Ming doesn't care about this problem, what really makes Zhou Ming feel uncomfortable is shame.

Obviously, he had already boasted about Haikou before, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, so he was found a fake by Yang Chen.

For antique collectors, it is absolutely a shame to have a fake in their home.

It's just that what makes Zhou Ming feel strange is that this Tang Sancai, no matter from what point of view, can't see any problems, and the fake is almost to the extent of being fake, otherwise, it wouldn't hide from so many people's eyes.

How did Yang Chen see this, and he could even see that there was a beer bottle cap in it?

In fact, how could Yang Chen see that he didn't have much research on antiques.

But Yang Chen's eyes, after being instilled with aura, can easily tell the approximate age of a thing, as well as the material inside, so he can naturally see that this is a fake.

"Dad, this time you really kicked the iron plate, you know, Brother Chen's vision, but even Sun Lao is ashamed of himself, this time, you are going to be unlucky. Zhou Yuelin gloated beside him.

Sun Lao?

One of the three elders of the antique world in Trois-Rivières, Sun Lao?

Even Sun Lao is ashamed of himself? How did Yang Chen have this kind of vision at a young age?

"Mr. Yang, please take a look at it again, do I have any other fakes here?" Unconsciously, Zhou Ming's tone changed.

Yang Chen smiled slightly, stood sassy, and his eyes swept across the audience.

"The Maitreya Buddha statue on the left is obviously a fake, although it is pure gold, it is definitely not an antique, just a modern imitation. ”

"The blue and white porcelain on the table, could it be the self-proclaimed Yuan blue and white porcelain? It is also an imitation, probably imitated by people in the sixties, although it has been for decades, but it is definitely not an antique. ”

"The painting of Zhang Zeduan hanging on the wall is fake. ”

……

In one breath, Yang Chen directly pointed out several fakes.

Zhou Ming's face was constantly twitching.

It's a day, so many fakes, it's a shame.

His fingers were trembling, and when he picked up the Maitreya Buddha incense, Zhou Ming's face was strange: "How did Mr. Yang see that this was a fake?"

"This thing, the edges and corners of the carving are too rounded, in ancient times, where was there such a good carving and smelting technology, most of the things were angular types, which was obviously machine-made, and then deliberately old. ”

"That Yuan Qinghua, I can't see anything on the surface, it's pretty good to do it old, but there are a few places, I can still see that the color is too gorgeous, and at first glance, the age is not enough, and when it is old, the color change is insufficient. ”

"As for that Zhang Zeduan's painting, it is not ancient paper, ancient paper, not as tough and good as it is now, it is fake at first glance......"

Yang Chen didn't know where it was, so he was talking nonsense.

But what he said was the head.

Zhou Ming kept nodding his head when he listened, and even took a small notebook to write it down.

Masters, true masters.

This is the master's teachings, the master's experience, you must memorize it well, and there are not many opportunities to hear the master's personal guidance.

It's just that so many fakes make Zhou Ming quite uncomfortable, he just feels a little uncomfortable in his head, and he can't help but take out a small medicine bottle, pour out a small white pill, and stuff it into his mouth.

"Uncle, your medicine is supposed to treat headaches, right?"

"If you just take painkillers or something, it won't have much effect, and it will get worse and worse in the future. Glancing at the medicine bottle in Zhou Ming's hand, Yang Chen said quietly.