"Xiao Lei, listen to your Uncle Mao, you have a lot of research in porcelain, I didn't expect you to be so young, it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, we are old, you young people can come up, it's really happy, happy!" Zhong Chunan, who was thin and tall and wore a pair of glasses, also said happily.

"Now that I finally see him in person, how can the young man on the side have any experience, Lao Mao may be hindering his relatives, so he will recommend him so much!" Wang Mingyuan looked at the young Xie Lei and thought in his heart, "I have always heard Mao Jiafeng say that this young Xie Lei is how good he is in the identification of cultural relics." This cultural relics appreciation, unlike other things that can be done quickly, has not been infiltrated in it for many years, how can there be a genius! ”

Shangchuan Provincial Institute of Cultural Relics, three top figures in the cultural relics industry, gathered together to make the final check for the selected objects. Each selected cultural relic has been screened layer by layer, and they finally give an appraisal report.

"Xiao Lei, today you will first learn from Uncle Wang, there are more than 50 pieces of jade, after screening, you will pick out seven pieces and send them to Beijing to help him check them!" The next morning, when he came to the studio of the Nanjing Museum, Mao Jiafeng confessed.

The studio is actually very ordinary, except for strict security measures, a large table covered with gold velvet, and several large safes, which are the contents of the entire studio. The three of them, each responsible for a category, can sometimes consult with each other. There are two staff members who are responsible for the custody and provision of the items for identification. Of course, the security measures inside and outside the hospital are also very tight.

"Xiao Lei, I am responsible for the judgment of the jade carving process and age, you can help me pick out the ten best jade fineness!" Wang Mingyuan explained to Xie Lei.

"Uncle Wang, what should I do if there is a conflict between the age and the color of the jade?"

"Mainly old, similar to the age, mainly jade color!" Wang Mingyuan confessed. "I don't even understand these basic knowledge, and I still say that I have to rely on him to do things, how is this possible?"

"Oh, I see!"

Accompanied by the staff, fifty-four pieces of jade, after Xie Lei touched it, he quickly selected ten pieces. According to Wang Mingyuan's explanation, Xie Lei wrote the ten most valuable pieces of jade on the card according to the museum's number, and handed them to Wang Bo.

"Picked so soon?" Looking at the neat and beautiful italicized records, Wang Mingyuan was taken aback and asked in surprise.

"Does it take a lot of time?" Xie Lei asked puzzled.

"No, it's just that this batch of cultural relics sent to Beijing is very important, and it can't be sloppy!" Wang Mingyuan asked the staff around him to take out the jade pendant numbered 11, lay on the table and studied it carefully for a long time, which was exactly the same as what Xie Lei wrote: "Date: Song Dynasty; Jade type: mutton fat jade; Fineness: ninety and a half, the integrity of the instrument: intact! "Stunned." How is this possible, just a moment of effort, all of them are singled out, if that's the case, then..."

"Uncle Wang, isn't that right?"

"No. 11 jade, I checked, it's exactly the same as what you wrote. Xiao Lei, have you really chosen them all? ”

"What's the matter?" Mao Jiafeng put down the work in his hand and walked over and asked.

"Director Mao, I'm really convinced, you look at this No. 11 jade, the actual situation is written down with Xiao Lei, it is accurate, there is no discrepancy, but the color has not been sent to the instrument for testing, and the others are fine!" Wang Mingyuan said in surprise.

"Xiao Lei, you helped Uncle Wang choose, come over and help me choose. Lao Wang, you just need to check it carefully, there will be no big mistakes! Mao Jiafeng smiled indifferently, not surprised at all.

The screening of porcelain and miscellaneous pieces, Xie Lei is also very fast, and at noon, the list of twenty-one porcelain treasures shines out of the cage, porcelain is relatively much more complicated, age, kiln mouth, true and false, of course, it is much more difficult.

With the backing of Uncle Mao's books, it is also difficult for Xie Lei. Through Taobao in the thrift market, Xie Lei's actual identification ability is as straight as a golden eye, and he selected the seventy-three pieces of porcelain sent by him, and he actually identified two fakes. Let Mao Jiafeng be really happy for him.

"Haha, haha, Xiao Lei, after so many experts selected the items, you found two fakes, if they really knew about it, they wouldn't know where to put this face.

After I go back, I will report to the above, and you will come to our cultural relics institute, and you will not be required to sit in the office all day, and you can help do things like this, and there will be additional remuneration.

In the future, there will be a lot of such things, and you like to travel everywhere, just right for you! "When having lunch in the cafeteria, the four of them were together, Mao Jiafeng, said happily.

"Director Mao, Xiao Lei didn't come to our institute, it's a pity, with him, we don't know how much easier, haha, haha, now, I don't have any pressure, I only check one thing a day, it's very easy!" Wang Mingyuan, after checking the two things, he had a bottom in his heart, and he had to convince Xie Lei in front of him that he really had some skills.

In the morning, he sent the No. 11 jade pendant to the instrument for testing, and the color of the jade was exactly the same. I checked one more carefully, and the situation was exactly the same, so I was relieved. To be honest, let him accurately judge the fineness of jade, he doesn't have such a great ability, otherwise what would he need an instrument for?

"Xiao Lei, you have helped them, it will be my turn to help me in the afternoon, haha, haha!" Zhong Chunan said with a smile.

"Uncle Zhong, I am a complete amateur in calligraphy and painting, and I may not be able to help you, but this time I am here to learn from you sincerely!" After the afternoon break, Xie Lei came to Zhong Chunan's workbench and learned from him how to identify the authenticity of calligraphy and painting.

"Ruolan, what does your brother usually like, while we are in the store, buy some for him too, lest he buy them again!" On the bustling Beijing road, Min Hui held Ruolan's hand and asked. Her mother held Gu Yu.

"Sister Minhui, my brother is an old man, he never likes to wear new clothes. When I was at home, I wore shabby clothes, I liked to go to the thrift market, scrap yard, bought a lot of old things to take home, what jars, pots, plates, those, I like it very much, locked in the cabinet, said that I was afraid of breaking it, I didn't even let us want to see it, but I didn't want to see it, it was all some broken things that looked good! ”

"Then why is he dressed so well now, I think it's pretty good!"

"That's what Sister Shanshan forced him to wear, and threw all the clothes he brought when he came out to buy them again, otherwise you will say that he is an old-fashioned person, hehe!"

"And what does he usually do at home?"

"I've read a lot of books about architecture. He is very good at reading, after reading such a thick book for a few days, he can memorize them all, and Uncle Mao is praising him. Speaking of Uncle Mao, their house is beautiful, much more beautiful than mine,..." The two exchanged while shopping.

This encounter with Xie Lei made Song Minhui's heart burst out in a few days of getting along.

The original simple life-saving grace and gratitude became complicated with a few days of getting along, far beyond that red line. Involuntarily, completely confused, unable to distinguish. His self-confidence, his wittiness, his every move are deeply engraved in his mind.

That kind of heartfelt feelings, that kind of life and death emotion, made her unable to hold herself.

Whenever I fall asleep, my mind is full of unconsciously thinking about him, that kind of feeling, that kind of embarrassing thought, lingering in my mind. When the moment of parting, Song Minhui's heart suddenly had reluctance, and that kind of unforgettable longing made her feel lost.

"Gu Yu, your brother Lei usually can't go to your house to play, is it good for your sister?"

"Aunt Ren, Brother Lei is good to our family, the big house and furniture where our family lives now are all bought by him, and my father is hospitalized, and he also goes to accompany him at night,...。 Aunt Ren, don't tell Brother Lei, my parents often say that my sister has no vision, that she is stupid, such a good boy, she doesn't chase desperately, if I am my sister, I will chase him desperately, hehe, my sister is really stupid,...。

When the flight was about to land at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport on the radio, Zheng Shanshan, who was originally leaning on Xie Lei, was still joking and whispering, and in a blink of an eye, she changed into a person. The kind of indescribable, inexplicable feelings rose from the bottom of my heart, "He has Sister Ding Lan, I..., I..., what should I do?" ”

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"The criteria for identifying the authenticity of calligraphy and painting are, one is the style, the other is the use of the pen, the style is called the characteristic, and the pen is called the characteristic. Features and characteristics constitute a standard of authentic calligraphy and painting, the characteristics are the table, and the characteristics are internal. The characteristics come from the structure, and the characteristics come from the author's mind, all of which are indispensable,..." Zhong Chunan said aloud while looking at a calligraphy and painting with a magnifying glass.

"Uncle Zhong, I don't understand the names and names of these calligraphers and painters, let alone their birth and death times, I can only help you identify the composition of the ink, the approximate age of the paper, and the ink, so that you can judge it quickly, at least there will be no modern imitators!" After listening to half of what he said, the knowledge involved was too complicated, Xie Lei said helplessly.

"Can you really tell the composition of these papers, stamps, inks, paints? Hehe, that's a big job, and then I won't have to work hard! Zhong Chunan said happily.

Xie Lei looked at it for a while, and all he could do was this, and the rest really didn't understand, Zhong Bo said this, and he naturally quickly selected ten calligraphy and paintings, and marked the approximate age one by one. I don't understand anything else, but the ingredients of paper, ink, and seals, if you touch them with your hands, these ingredients will appear in your mind.

With his prediction, Zhong Chunan is very happy, he has a very clear memory of the birth and death years of well-known figures in ancient times, a calligraphy and painting, basic authenticity judgment, has become very easy, the person who makes a fake is usually from later generations, as long as it is not in accordance with the times, of course, it is classified as a fake, "Could it be that after he died for countless years, he can still paint and write calligraphy?" ”

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