Qin Jianfeng's heart followed that Mr. Qian away! He firmly believed that it was a treasure!

After the end, Qin Jianfeng followed Bai Lu and others to the backstage!

Sure enough, there are people in the DPRK who are good officials!

Several treasure bearers were not backstage at this time, but chatting with a bare room, holding their respective collections in their hands, with expressions of joy and depression on their faces, as if they were about to leave the recording hall.

After entering the house, Luan Zhu leaned against the wall coolly and said, "There is nothing I fancy to come, you can go." ”

Qin Jianfeng: "···· ！”

Feng Bailu and Jiang Lai don't seem to be suitable!

So, Qin Jianfeng was left alone!

"Do you want to buy that fan?" Feng Bailu said curiously!

Qin Jianfeng: "···· ！”

"No!" Qin Jianfeng shook his head slightly!

"That's the one you bought that flower pot?" Feng Bailu asked again!

"No!" Qin Jianfeng shook his head again!

Feng Bailu: "···· ！”

"Then what are you buying? These are genuine products tonight! You don't buy them! Do you want to buy those parallel goods?"

Qin Jianfeng smiled bitterly, and without waiting for an answer, the four experts, including Expert Zhao, entered the room, and when they saw them, the four of them were stunned at the same time.

Feng Bailu hurriedly pushed Qin Jianfeng. He said in a low voice: "Eighty percent of them are here to buy things, don't you want to buy them? Hurry up, or it will be too late." ”

Over there, Expert Zhao and Expert Qian looked at each other and smiled: "It seems that someone wants to go with us, hehe!"

Although Qin Jianfeng knew that no one should grab what he wanted, he still walked over just in case!

Qin Jianfeng stared at Mr. Qian, walked over slowly, and chatted with him!

"Hello, it's Mr. Qian, right?"

Mr. Qian snorted, "What? You want to see things too?"

Qin Jianfeng had already thought of his words in his heart, shook his head slightly, and said, "No, I'm just curious, you really received it from a friend?"

Although Mr. Qian didn't show too much emotion on his face, he still couldn't hide the frustration in his eyes!

"Hey!" he sighed slightly, and then gently patted the inkstone box that was identified as a fabrication, "Yes, a very good friend, he said that this thing is 100% valuable, I think he will definitely not lie to me, well, didn't the expert also say, the pulp is very good, maybe it is the Ming and Qing Dynasty inkstone boxes that they have never seen." These days, the words of experts are not necessarily completely reliable!"

Qin Jianfeng: "···· ！”

"Then what are you going to do? Find someone to identify it again?" Qin Jianfeng asked!

"No! No!" Mr. Qian shook his head and said, "I don't want to spend that unjust money, if I really can't do it, I'm going to send it to auction next month, there must be someone who knows it!"

Qin Jianfeng: "···· ！”

"Well, that's a good way to do that!" Qin Jianfeng nodded in agreement!

Many collectors also have the same mentality as Mr. Qian, they feel that their things must be real, and experts do not believe it after appraising.

While he was talking, a staff member came in and said a few words to several treasure bearers, and everyone picked up their things and prepared to leave.

Seeing that the staff had the intention of clearing the scene, Feng Bailu called Qin Jianfeng over and went out with the four experts.

There were treasure bearers and experts in the corridor, and it suddenly became crowded.

Qin Jianfeng touched his chin and walked side by side with Mr. Qian!

"Do you estimate that the auction will accept this inkstone?" Qin Jianfeng said tentatively!

Mr. Qian was very confident: "Why not? Aren't many antiques without zhèng shū still on the table? Not to mention that I am an old thing." ”

Without waiting for Qin Jianfeng to speak, Expert Zhao behind him couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Qian, let me tell you this, the pulp polished over the years can also be faked, so you can't just look at this place, you have to analyze it in an all-round way, well, a few of us have also said that although your thing is very good, other places are not right!"

Expert Li also nodded and said: "Yes, this kind of wooden material is very uncommon, and the Ming and Qing dynasties will definitely not use this kind of wood to make an inkstone, so if you want to try your luck at the auction, it is estimated that it will be very suspenseful!

As soon as these two experts spoke, Qin Jianfeng was suddenly secretly happy in his heart!

"But what if! what if I'm a valuable baby!" Mr. Qian still didn't want to give up!

"Hehe!" several experts shook their heads at the same time!

Expert Zhao looked at Mr. Qian, and his smile was a little bitter!

"Say something offensive, we have seen a lot of Tibetan friends like you, and I feel that my antique is real, no one's words are believed, no one's words are listened, hehe, no wonder, after all, it is your own thing, you will have feelings after getting along for a long time, I also understand your mentality!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Expert Zhao changed his words and said: "Mr. Qian, think about it from another angle, my other three teachers have been in this industry for many years, to put it mildly, you can't help but admit it, we know more than you, right?"

Mr. Qian sighed and nodded helplessly: "Of course." ”

Expert Zhao said with satisfaction: "That's right, a few of us have no grudges with you in the past and no enmity in the near future, how could we get you for no reason? The inkstone box must be a fabrication, whether it is the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, there has never been this style at all. You can't go wrong with that. ”

Mr. Qian: "···· ！”

"yes, we have a few old bones, and we still have this knowledge. Expert Sun echoed!

Luan Zhu, who was walking with Feng Bailu in front, also joined in the fun and said: "If I'm not mistaken, you said on stage that you received 80,000 yuan from a friend?

Qin Jianfeng: "···· ！”

Mr. Qian's expression was a little moved: "Is this possible?"

Walking out of the exit, Feng Bailu turned down the corridor and turned around: "This is a method, but people who can open antique shops also have a little ink in their stomachs, if they can do it, they will definitely not spend too much money to collect it, 1,000?800? I estimate that this is the price at most." ”

Qin Jianfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief!

Expert Zhao hummed approvingly: "If you want to sell it at a high price, it's obviously unlikely, this kind of fabricated product is not even as good as imitation quality products, and people who know a little bit can see the truth and fake, it's not easy to sell!"

Mr. Qian's face is even darker!

He shook his head and smiled: "The last time I met a person, he took an official kiln to me for identification, I looked at it, the thing was not right, and told him that it was a fabrication, but when the other party heard it, he didn't even bother to take it back, and just threw it at me and left.

Mr. Qian's calves are already weak! Qin Jianfeng on the side is secretly happy!

Indeed, compared with ordinary imitations, fabricated products are easier to be recognized, and relatively speaking, their value is lower.

Ever since they interjected, Qin Jianfeng was very smart and kept silent, and followed Mr. Qian slowly, looking left and right. Waiting for the most opportune moment!

Mr. Qian's face was a little unwilling, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't even sell this inkstone for 30,000 yuan?"

Out of the Jianbao Pavilion, Expert Sun lit a cigarette and took two puffs, shook his head and said: "I really can't sell it, unless you open an antique shop by yourself, put things in the store, and try your luck every day!"

Mr. Qian: "···· ！”

After a deep sigh, he patted the inkstone box in his arms with his palm: "That's not good, if you don't even have 30,000, I'll take it to the auction to try, before I came, I have asked my friends to help say hello, see if it can't be on!"

Luan Zhu is a very arrogant master, and when he saw so many people persuading him, Mr. Qian still couldn't listen to it!

"What do you mean?" Mr. Qian stopped, looked at Luan Zhu and frowned!

"Hehe!" Luan Zhu pouted: "That means that your inkstone is worthless, let alone 30,000, no one will buy it for 300!

"You young man, how can you speak!" Hearing Luan Zhu's words, Mr. Qian was very annoyed!