(The second update, the tiger doesn't talk much, continue to code words)

"Nima, how did this happen?"

Jiang Hao frowned depressedly, fell into deep thought, carefully recalled the various fraud techniques he had memorized in his mind or heard of before, he could almost conclude that the painting in front of him was 100% fake.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Hao was shocked at the moment, because at this moment, in the detailed introduction on the identification page in front of him, there were as many as a dozen age numbers for the time judgment of ancient paintings, and the farthest age number record and the most recent age record were nearly fifty years apart!

And the most evil thing is that the age and time of the ancient paintings are indeed from the Yuan Dynasty, which makes Jiang Hao at a loss!

"How can there be so many age judgments in a painting?" Jiang Hao took a closer look at the ancient paintings, and on the surface of the ancient paintings in the interface of the appraisal technique, there were dense numbers representing the age of the paintings, which dazzled him and made him even more upset!

"What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Hao's brows furrowed deeply, and he fell into hard thought, it is certain that the ancient paintings that the Song family wants to trade are fake, although his age is judged to be from the Yuan Dynasty, but an ancient painting can only have one age, just like a person has only one age, it is impossible to jump out of a dozen digital ages at one time, which is completely inconsistent with the basis.

Moreover, the distance between the ages of ancient paintings is up to nearly 50 years, and it takes 50 years to paint a painting.

However, he racked his brains, and his head was about to explode, but he still couldn't think of how the whole ancient painting was made, and it was imitated so similarly, it is estimated that in addition to him who has identification skills in the world, I am afraid that it is really difficult for outsiders to distinguish.

But the problem is that he is the only one who knows that the painting in front of Lu Dao is fake, and he knows that the painting in front of Lu Dao is a fake painting with high imitation and realisticity, but he has no way to expose it, because he can't tell how the painting is made!

Could it be that he just watched Jiang Yuan pay for the paintings? Jiang Hao realized his lack of knowledge, and was very unwilling to be deceived by the Jiang family, but he was really helpless, even if he said that he could do it, I am afraid that others would think that he was sick and was talking nonsense!

"Three seconds to judge the truth or falsehood, and I am not afraid to flash my tongue when I say big things." The corners of Song Hualiang's mouth sneered, and he looked at Jiang Hao, whose expression was constantly changing, looking very anxious, and the bodyguards with angry faces immediately put the painting away.

"Judged?" Jiang Zhongshan saw that Jiang Hao just touched his fingers and left, it is estimated that it is just like Jiang Hao said, three seconds of touch time, this way of not even opening the painting to view, is it also called identification?

Jiang Yuan is the most sensible, and it is impossible to fool around on such a high-level occasion, the old man Jiang Zhongshan decided to wait patiently, hoping that Jiang Hao, who was dumbfounded and shocked at the moment, could give a convincing result.

"Hmm." Jiang Hao stiffened his head and nodded respectfully, the old man has been able to endure it until now, which is already a big belly, but he really has no way to give an explanation to others!

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Song Fei glanced at Jiang Hao, who was in a trance, a little difficult to speak, as if he was thinking about how to answer the question, and the corners of his mouth showed a smug look.

The little people are the little people, I was scared of my words and became this bear-like, I didn't even dare to look at the content of the painting carefully, and I dared to say that I was an appraiser, bragging to this one, Jiang Zhongshan also waited patiently, old confused!

"Any questions?"

Jiang Yuan noticed the strangeness of Jiang Hao's expression, she was the only one who had seen Jiang Hao's power, he did believe that Jiang Hao had the ability to judge the value of antiques in three seconds, could there be something wrong with ancient paintings?

"You see if that's the case." Jiang Hao knew that Jiang Yuan was born in an appraisal family, and he was well-informed, so he thought about organizing the way of expression, and said: "The age of a painting, is it possible that there are many ages. ”

"You're a human being when you are a painter, and you're old." Seinfeld was amused by Jiang Hao's words, and said disdainfully: "The painting really has an age, and it is impossible for people to easily judge it, can you tell the age of the painting?" ”

"Painting really needs to be aged, and there should be only one age, and the most appropriate algorithm should be calculated according to the age of the paper. But if that's the case, it's impossible for a painting to be a few years old. Jiang Yuan glanced at the provocative Seinfeld, thought for a moment, and frowned slightly: "Are you saying that this painting has many ages?" ”

"Yes." A wry smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Hao's mouth.

"You can still tell the age of the painting, you're dreaming." Song Hualiang was amused by Jiang Hao's nonsensical words, but he was not in a hurry to leave, and decided to continue watching the jokes, and said sarcastically and sarcastically: "Lao Jiang, your bodyguards are really powerful. "The age at which people can see through the painting, it's really a strange thing, boy, you just continue to pretend, I'll see how long you can pretend."

"Grandpa, I'll fan you."

Seinfeld was in a very happy mood, took a fan from a bodyguard, fanned it diligently, and continued to watch Jiang Hao's liveliness.

Jiang Zhongshan also doesn't believe that Jiang Hao has the means to see through the age of the painting, but looking at Jiang Hao's serious and anxious appearance, it doesn't look like a joke, Jiang Yuan tries his best to recommend it, there must be a reason, but what to do next?

"Let's listen!" Song Hualiang urged Jiang Hao unhurriedly.

Jiang Hao looked coldly at the grandfather and grandson who sang and harmonized, and the flames of anger burned brightly, and sneered: "Who do you think you are, do you know a lot, you dare to say that you haven't been eye-catching."

I haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist, you don't understand, you can ask directly, I can explain it to you for free, but if you don't understand it, you keep laughing at others, and others will laugh at you for being old and disrespectful. ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Song Hualiang was furious, and stood up from his seat, his face turned red, and he was almost so angry that he didn't plant it directly.

"Who do you think you are?" Seinfeld hurriedly slapped Song Hualiang's back, he couldn't understand how a bodyguard could be so rampant, glaring at Jiang Hao angrily, his eyes flashed with a cold light, Jiang Hao dared to speak to his grandfather like this, this alone should have his limbs broken!

"Good boy!" Ningbo Bar smacked his mouth, watching and commenting with relish, this Song family seems to be self-righteous, it's good to teach a lesson, with him, Jiang Hao will definitely not be wronged in the slightest, even if it is an old man from Jiang Zhongshan, he has to give him a few thin noodles!

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I know more than you." Jiang Hao simply let go of his thoughts and said provocatively: "Don't you doubt my appraisal ability, you can let me identify items and prove my ability." ”

Jiang Zhongshan saw that the situation was going to be serious, and decided to stop this farce, but after listening to Jiang Hao's sworn request to verify his ability, he immediately became interested and decided to see Jiang Hao's identification ability to make a decision.

"The show is about to begin."

Jiang Yuan had seen the leisurely appraisal style of sitting on a horse and watching flowers, and he was not worried about Jiang Hao at all, but he was thinking about the meaning of Jiang Hao's question just now, how could a painting have many ages?

"Well, since you are so rampant, I will fulfill you." Song Hualiang gritted his teeth fiercely and waved his hand at the bodyguard behind him.

The bodyguard took out a black iron box, placed it beside Song Hualiang, and opened the safe directly, Song Hualiang took out a bowl-shaped porcelain from the safe, and carefully placed it on the table: "Then you can identify the age of this bowl." ”

"How can one meet my requirements, put all your belongings in the box for me, and I'll just give my judgment directly." Jiang Hao glanced at the other porcelain in the safe and said reluctantly.

Now that the identification technique has just been obtained, it is a good time to need to identify a large number of items to gain proficiency, and if you identify one more item, you can gain a little more proficiency, so why not.

"Forgive me for not seeing so many antiques, so it opened your eyes." Song Hualiang hated the root of his teeth, and his gloomy face carefully placed the porcelain on the table one by one, he was accumulating anger, and when Jiang Hao failed, it was the time for him to explode.

"My appraisal fee is very expensive, you have so many things, don't you give some appraisal fee?" Jiang Hao didn't want to work in vain, so he immediately made a request, stretched out a finger, and tapped it on the porcelain as if at random, and the porcelain immediately made a pleasant sound.

"Not bad."

Jiang Hao's consciousness stayed on the interface of proficiency, watching the proficiency increase rapidly as he continued to touch the porcelain, Jiang Hao nodded with great satisfaction.

"You ......" Song Hualiang had never seen such a lot of people, but he continued to endure it, and said with a sneer: "If you can judge all of them correctly, you can choose any one of all the porcelain here." ”

"Jiang Hao, you have earned, every piece of porcelain here is in the hundreds of thousands, and you will have a treat in a while."

Jiang Yuan congratulated Jiang Hao in advance, and found that his grandfather was glaring, so he hurriedly stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

"Well said." Jiang Hao waved his hand nonchalantly, and Song Hualiang's white hair on the angry side was about to stand up, but he continued to hold back.

Jiang Hao stretched out his hand to pick up the porcelain and put it on his nose to smell, and then stroked it like a massage, judging by this method, after the identification of the last piece of porcelain, he concluded: "According to my experience of looking, hearing and touching, I can report the age of all porcelain!" ”

"What, this is enough to determine the age of the porcelain?" Song Hualiang was taken aback, if Jiang Hao really judged the age of porcelain like this, it would really be too amazing.

"Yuan Dynasty Jun kiln porcelain bowl."

"Qing Dynasty Qianlong hexagonal pen holder."

"Ming Wanli Liuling bottle."

Jiang Hao unhurriedly read out the specific contents of more than a dozen pieces of porcelain according to the reminder on the identification interface.

"That's right." The corners of Song Hualiang's mouth twitched a few times, his face changed drastically, and he looked at Jiang Hao with a calm heart like a monster, he had only seen a few glances at this batch of porcelain, but he didn't expect Jiang Hao to simply tap, touch, and smell a few times, and he directly said his judgment, and the judgment was exactly the same as the facts, which made him feel like a dream for a while.

"Why didn't you read the last thing?" Seinfeld had been checking the porcelain catalog, and immediately found a loophole, and asked weakly, "Can't you recognize the last piece of porcelain?" When this question was asked, even he didn't believe it.

"A fake, what do you want me to read?" Jiang Hao looked at the embarrassed Seinfeld like an idiot, and announced it without being shocked.