In the afternoon, a white Mercedes-Benz G-class off-road vehicle drove on the road around the lake.

"Mr. Chen, did I read it wrong just now... That Qin Lang, is he provoking you?" Zhao Yue looked at Chen Feng sideways, and said with an incredulous expression.

"Hmm. Chen Feng nodded.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Yue only felt amused, "He hasn't been back to Qingzhou for too long, so he can't figure out the situation! Even his father Qin Peihua doesn't dare to mess with you, he is a Qin Lang, where did he get the courage?"

"Do you want me to teach him a lesson?"

"No, I don't. Chen Feng shook his head, "It's just a clown, let's get down to business." ”

"Good. ”

Zhao Yue nodded, and didn't ask any more, after all, in Chen Feng's opinion, this was just an insignificant matter.

"My grandfather is waiting for you at home. ”

After a short walk, the car came to the No. 1 compound in the lakeside mansion area.

This villa is very large and empty, basically the old man Zhao Cangtang lives alone, plus a few caregivers.

When I met the old man, he was sitting in the study drinking tea, and it was rare to change into a Mao suit, looking energetic and smiling.

"Mr. Chen, you're here. ”

Zhao Cangtang stood up and greeted him, looking overjoyed.

"Haha... The appreciation meeting will start later, so take this time to ask Mr. Chen to try his hand at the knife and help me identify a few antiques. ”

"Good. ”

Chen Feng nodded.

He knew that this was the old man who wanted to see how capable he was, so he threw a stone and asked for directions.

I saw Zhao Cangtang open the solid wood glass cabinet, searched for a long time in the collection inside, and finally took out a blue and white porcelain.

It was a bowl made of ceramic, less than ten centimeters in diameter, warm in color, and painted with blue and white porcelain patterns on the surface.

"Mr. Chen, I bought it on Hong Kong Island last year, and it cost a lot of money at that time, you see, what is the quality of this blue and white Sanskrit sea pomegranate pattern lying foot bowl?"

Zhao Cangtang said with a smile, his tone was broken with a hint of pride.

The so-called 'Tibetan gold in troubled times, Tibetan porcelain in prosperous times', blue and white porcelain has always dominated the Chinese porcelain market, especially the blue and white porcelain of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the collection value is very large, almost a price a year.

At that time, the old man also saw the opportunity and rushed to get it in his hand.

Chen Feng took the porcelain bowl from the old man's hand and looked at it carefully for a moment. In addition to the lines painted on it, this porcelain bowl also faintly exudes an aura. It's just that this aura is very weak, and it is impossible for ordinary people to detect it.

"Well, it's indeed an ancient treasure, conservatively estimated, at least five hundred years old, and it's genuine. Chen Feng nodded.

Usually, the older the item, the more it will basically give birth to a spiritual charm, which is strong and weak, mostly related to the location and material of the placement. Therefore, as long as it is a valuable antique, it will come from the previous dynasty, and it will carry aura, which cannot be faked.

"Hahaha, with Mr. Chen's sentence, I'm relieved. ”

Zhao Cangtang looked very happy, and suddenly took out another picture scroll, and after spreading it out, an ethereal landscape painting appeared, with clouds, peaks and bamboos in the painting, all with a hint of charm, and the picture formed was also impeccable harmony.

Chen Feng looked at it, and immediately felt a surge of aura gushing out, and couldn't help but praise:

"Old Zhao, your painting is very old, it should be from the Song Dynasty?"

Without waiting for Zhao Cangtang to speak, Zhao Yue on the side suddenly pursed his lips and smiled: "Mr. Chen, you can look away this time." This is the authentic work of the painting saint Wu Daozi, who painted the saint from the Tang Dynasty, not from the Song Dynasty. ”

"Xiaoyue, don't interject. Zhao Cangtang frowned, reprimanded softly, and then said with a smile:

"Hahaha, Mr. Chen is really an expert... I won't hide it from you, this painting is indeed depicted by later generations, and it was produced in the Northern Song Dynasty. You must know that there are very few authentic works of this painting of Saint Wu Daozi in the world, and there may be no circulation. ”

Then, Zhao Cangtang took out another jade Ruyi and said:

"This is Qingyu Baishou Ruyi, Mr. Chen will help me take a look, the quality is not bad, right?"

"Hmm. ”

Chen Feng looked at it and nodded.

But I can feel that this jade Ruyi was produced in the Qing Dynasty, but it is cold and cold in the hand, full of spiritual rhyme, and faintly forms a weak feng shui formation, which can improve feng shui when worn on the body.

'It seems that the material is different, and the quality of the condensed spirit is also different, and the jade is really still the spirit of heaven and earth..."

Chen Feng thought in his heart.

As a Yuanying Great Monk, he is also quite proficient in talismans, if he can find a piece of peerless jade, he can carve out rune inscriptions and refine them into high-grade magic weapons, whether it is to regulate feng shui or condense aura for cultivation, it is all beneficial.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng suddenly felt that it would be good to come and see the antique appreciation meeting of the bigwigs, maybe he would be able to find some opportunities.

"Okay, I'll take these three things with me. Zhao Cangtang was very happy and instructed Zhao Yue to put away the three antiques and put them in the car.

"Mr. Chen, it's not too early, it's time for us to go. ”

It was still Zhao Yue who drove to see him off, Chen Feng and Zhao Cangtang sat in the back row, and Zhao Cangtang introduced the basic situation of the antique appreciation meeting.

"At that time, the participants were also some of my friends, all of whom were of low status and were older, and they all liked to collect antiques. So every year we get together and each of us takes out some antiques to show each other, and also to show off. Of course, if you fall in love with someone else's antiques, you can also buy them at an offer, which depends on your strength and the friendship of the other party. ”

"Hahaha, these three things of mine will definitely open their eyes. But when the time comes, I still ask Mr. Chen to help me palm my eyes and see what good things other people have. ”

As he spoke, the place arrived.

This is a private manor located in the north of Qingzhou City, with a high-rise compound with an ancient Chinese style.

Zhao Cangtang took Chen Feng, the two of them stepped into the threshold, walked a distance, and finally met several other old men with extraordinary bearing.

They all sat in the hall, with a coffee table in front of them, and on the coffee table there were many antiques of all kinds, different shapes and differences.

And every old man, who is over sixty years old, is obviously a person who has seen the world. There was only one young man, about forty years old, dressed in cloth, and the coffee table in front of him was empty.

Chen Feng glanced up at the man and felt a hint of something unusual.

At this time, a bloated old man looked up and said:

"Lao Zhao, you are here, let's wait for you. ”

"Huh, is this young man your junior? It's not appropriate for you to bring him to this occasion?"

The obese old man frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

After all, the people sitting here are all elders with status and status, what is a young man running in to mix? No matter how powerful your Jiangnan Zhao family is, you can't mess around!

Zhao Cangtang laughed a few times and explained: "Qi Hall, you misunderstood, this is not the junior of my Zhao family, this is Mr. Chen, who knows antiques very well." I am also old and have bad eyes, so I specially asked Mr. Chen to come over and palm my eyes for me. ”

"What? You're going to let this little kid give you a palm?"

Hearing this, Qi Lao almost didn't recognize the laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

There were several other old men, who were also whispering, looking at Chen Feng's eyes, full of suspicion.

In fact, Chen Feng is not young, more than twenty years old, but compared to this group of old guys, he is too young, so young that his hair has not grown. Coupled with the fact that he looks ordinary, no one believes that he has any great abilities.

"It turned out to be the palm eye master, it's me Qi someone Meng Lang. ”

At this time, Qi Lao suddenly stood up, arched his hand at Chen Feng, and then said with a smile: "I don't know what the master is called?"

"My surname is Chen. Chen Feng said lightly.

"Master Chen!" Qi Lao smiled, "I just have an antique here, many people can't understand it, and I don't seem to understand it, why don't you help me take a look?"

As he spoke, he picked up a copper pot placed on the coffee table in front of him, with a three-legged support at the bottom, a round middle with ring ears on the side, and a round lid with a catcher.

Seeing this copper pot, everyone on the field stared.

“... The Warring States period is rich in bronze, this can't be a thing from the Warring States period, right? Lao Qi has something... It can all be done. An old man muttered.

The person next to him looked determined: "Is that not it, you look at this shape, three short legs, round belly, and two ringed ears, isn't it exactly the same as the one in the Provincial Museum?"

"Haha, this is the cloud pattern Dun of the Warring States Period, which the ancients used to eat, this thing is very profound, even if it is a professional antique collector, few people can understand it. Elder Qi is deliberately embarrassing this young Master Chen!"

Someone touched his beard and said with a smile.

Everyone was somewhat dissatisfied with Chen Feng's appearance, and besides, this young man still claimed to be the master of the palm, which was simply unashamed.

They are also willing to see Chen Feng make a fool of himself.

I saw that Qi Lao touched the moire dun, and said with a smile: "This is the triangular moire dun, Master Chen, do you understand? It was produced in that era? Spring and Autumn Period or the Warring States Period? From which country did it come from? What kind of craftsmanship did you use?"

He deliberately threw questions continuously, just to make Chen Feng feel helpless and give in in public.

Seeing this, Zhao Cangtang frowned slightly, he couldn't see that this old friend was deliberately stumbling.

"Okay, I'll take a look. ”

Chen Feng nodded, walked over and looked at it carefully for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and chuckled:

"During the production period of this moire dun, it was not the Spring and Autumn Period, nor the Warring States Period. ”

"What age is that?" Qi Lao continued to ask.

Chen Feng held his chin and thought for a while, "Hmm... I thought, it must be the eighties and nineties, right? If you ask me what kind of craftsmanship I use, it must be imitation craftsmanship!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.