"Take it, look at it, don't fall." Zhang Hai reluctantly handed the plum bottle to Feng Zhizhi, turned his head, and comforted Zhang Tingting with a smile: "Tingting, it's okay, it must be your Grandpa Feng who said nonsense, and grandpa believes that this plum bottle is true." ”

Zhang Tingting pursed her lips, and her mood was suddenly a little irritable.

I studied hard in school, but I was pressed by Xiang Beibei, every time I saw Xiang Beibei enjoying the food prepared by the competent person, every time I saw the care of the competent person to Xiang Beibei, every time I saw it...... Every time...... Every time...... It's rare grandpa's seventieth birthday, buy a plum bottle for grandpa as a gift, if the plum bottle is fake...... Feng Zhizhi took the plum bottle, looked at it with his eyes, touched it with his hands, no matter what the detail was, it seemed to be fine, but for some reason, Feng Zhizhi just felt that it was a fake.

This is not an unfounded intuition, but a unique vision and familiarity with antiques produced by Feng Zhizhi's years of in-depth research on antique collection.

He felt that this plum bottle was fake, even if it seemed to be real in all aspects, he still thought it was fake, which sounded a little vexatious, but he was like this, and he trusted his feelings and judgments more.

A fake is a fake, and even if it looks like the real thing, it will definitely have its own flaws.

"How? Lao Feng, do you see clearly? "Zhang Hai is more anxious than anyone else, this is a precious birthday gift from his precious granddaughter, if it is a fake, Zhang Hai will definitely make the person who sells the fake pay the price!

"It's weird...... Feng Zhizhi became more and more confused the more he looked at it: "It seems to be real, but I don't know what's wrong?" I always thought it was a fake, it was so weird. ”

As soon as he heard that Feng Zhizhi couldn't see what was fake, Zhang Hai immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then snatched the plum bottle, snorted twice, and spat Feng Zhizhi twice: "It was originally true, but you said it was fake!" I'll smack you today, even if it's light! ”

Turning his head, he looked at Zhang Tingting with a smile on his face: "Tingting, thank you for the plum bottle, grandpa likes it very much, this will be the heirloom of our family in the future...... No way! This is a gift from my precious granddaughter, and I will take it to the grave in the future, and let it die and go to hell with me. ”

Feng Zhizhi wiped the saliva all over his face, crying and laughing.

Zhang Tingting's pale face turned bloody, and she sneered: "Grandpa, you are really, how can a bottle of tens of thousands of yuan be used as a family heirloom!" Besides, if you don't want to accompany the funeral now, you can't take it away. ”

"Humph! Go back and ask your father to get me a piece of land, and in the future, it will be the ancestral grave of our Zhang family, and the Zhang family will be buried in the ancestral grave after they die, and they all have burial vessels. ”

Zhang Hai's words were mighty and domineering, but Feng Zhizhi, who was amused, laughed: "If you dare to do this, I will poke you out when I return to Beijing, and when the Xinhua News Agency reporter comes to interview, he will say that a local bully has seized the national land and renovated the family cemetery." ”

"You dare! Do you believe that I'm going to bury you now? ”

"You dare to bury me? I won't let you go! ”

"Who's afraid of whom!"

"Humph!"

Seeing that the two old men were arguing, Zhang Tingting was full of helplessness and said with a smile: "Okay! Grandpa, Grandpa Feng, don't quarrel, there are still a lot of people outside, I'll go out for a while, you are not allowed to quarrel! ”

"No, grandpa didn't quarrel, so he deserves it?" Zhang Hai looked disdainful.

Feng Zhizhi snorted coldly: "The old man is not like someone!" ”

"It's good not to fight." Zhang Tingting smiled and said, "Then I'll go out first." ”

"Go ahead! Go ahead! Zhang Hai smiled all over his face: "Tingting, thank you for the gift, this is the best birthday gift my grandfather has received in his life." ”

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Zhang Tingting left the room with a smile, and when the door of the room was closed, Zhang Hai's face suddenly became gloomy, and he turned his head to stare at Feng Zhizhi: "Old Feng, what's wrong with this bottle?" ”

Feng Zhizhi pondered: "This ...... I wasn't lying, there was really nothing wrong with this bottle on the surface, even I couldn't see it, but with so many years of dealing with antiques, I can confirm that this is indeed a fake!

But I'm curious, who is the person with such a high level of counterfeiting skills? Even I can't find fault with it, that counterfeiter is very scary, I don't know that he only makes this kind of plum bottle? Or ......"

"You can't even see what's wrong?" Zhang Hai opened his eyes: "This is strange, there are still things in this world that you can't see?" ”

Feng Zhizhi shook his head: "Don't underestimate the world's collection, the knowledge of antiques is broad and profound, even if it is me, there are many areas that I don't understand, eye-catching is like a commonplace, I mainly study Chinese porcelain and pottery deeply, so I can feel that there is a problem with this plum bottle, but a fake is a fake, if you are willing, break the plum bottle, and distinguish between the true and the false." ”

The biggest difference between antiques and modern imitations is the internal structure, antiques with hundreds of thousands of years of history, completely different from modern ones in terms of material, as long as the plum bottle is broken, it is true or false at a glance!

Zhang Hai's face changed several times, and the plum bottle in his hand was sometimes raised, sometimes put down, and so on several times, and finally sighed and hugged the plum bottle tightly: "Even if it is fake, it is also a birthday gift from my granddaughter to my grandfather, and I must not fall." Let's talk ...... again."

Zhang Hai turned his head to look at Feng Zhizhi, his eyes fierce.

"Uh......" Feng Zhizhi had an ominous premonition: "Lao Zhang, what do you think I am doing?" ”

"Hey, hey......" Zhang Hai sneered: "Lao Feng, you say, apart from you, is there anyone else in the world who can recognize this bottle as fake?" ”

"This ......" Feng Zhizhi thought again and again, and shook his head: "No more than three." ”

"No more than three...... Enough is enough! Zhang Hai said with a smile: "You say, if I cut down all the people who know the goods, will anyone in the world think that this bottle is fake?" ”

Feng Zhizhi was sweating, his whole body trembled, and he pointed at Zhang Hai: "Lao Zhang, you are really getting more and more shameless." ”

"Hehe, for Tingting's sake, I can be even more shameless!"

"You...... Perverted! Granddaughter control! ”

"You have to take care of it! Old scum! ”

…… The two old men scolded each other in the room, but the moment Zhang Tingting closed the door, the smile on her face completely disappeared.

Zhang Tingting has a very high IQ, even on par with Xiang Beibei, but she is not good at conspiracy and trickery, putting aside these shady things, Zhang Tingting is no worse than Xiang Beibei in all aspects, and even surpasses it.

She had already sensed that something was wrong before, although in the end Feng Zhizhi still said that she couldn't see the problem, but it felt fake, Zhang Hai used two mouthfuls of saliva to soothe the uneasiness and irritability in her heart, but Zhang Tingting knew that the plum bottle that cost her eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight must be a fake.

The reason why she pretended to be relieved was just that she didn't want her grandfather to worry, and when she was alone at this time, Zhang Tingting couldn't help it anymore, and ran out of the villa like crazy, even if relatives and friends saw her and said hello, they didn't pay attention.

Rushing outside the villa, Zhang Tingting got into a car and said to the driver: "Uncle Zheng, please send me to the antique market, I have something urgent." ”

The driver is in his forties, wearing a pair of glasses, Si Swenwen, he is the secretary of Zhang Tingting's father Zhang Mingyuan, when the Shangguan person beat Bai Yutang, it was Zhang Tingting who asked him to put pressure on Bai Yutang's father Bai Zhiwei, this time Zhang Hai's old man celebrated his birthday, and he was also responsible for Zhang Mingyuan's pick-up.

Seeing that Zhang Tingting was going to the antique market, Secretary Zheng asked with a smile: "Tingting, what's the urgency?" ”

"Oops! Uncle Zheng, don't ask, it's urgent anyway, hurry up. ”

"Okay, I really can't help you, but I'll talk to Secretary Zhang first......

"No, I'll just say it." Zhang Tingting impatiently took out her mobile phone and called her father.

The phone was quickly connected: "Hey, Dad, it's me...... Well, I have something to ask Uncle Zheng to send me and report it to you...... Ah! Got it! I have to go to school in the afternoon! …… Well...... Well...... Got it, Dad, you tell Ran Ran again, don't let her touch my computer, she got a bunch of viruses for me last time she was on the Internet, and I'm angry! …… Well, thank you Dad, then I'll hang up. ”

At this time, Secretary Zheng had already started the car and drove on the road.

Twenty minutes later, Secretary Zheng sent Zhang Tingting to the door of the antique market, Zhang Tingting got out of the car and said, "Uncle Zheng, thank you!" ”

Secretary Zheng smiled slightly: "Do you want Uncle Zheng to wait for you?" ”

"No, it's not far from school, I'll go to school by myself after reading something." Zhang Tingting said.

Secretary Zheng nodded: "Then Uncle Zheng is gone, I have something to call Uncle Zheng." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng." Zhang Tingting smiled slightly: "Uncle Zheng walks slowly, be careful on the road." ”

Seeing off Secretary Zheng, Zhang Tingting's eyes were gloomy, and she ran towards Qibao Zhai quickly!

Dare to cheat the old lady's money! Qi Bao Zhai, right? I'm going to have you spit out my money today!

…… On the second floor of Qibao Zhai, Li Zhiheng was playing with a four-piece set of flowers, birds, fish and insects purple clay pots with surprise on his face, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down.

"Brother Shangguan, my brother is convinced, why do you have so many good things in your family? This is a purple clay pot kit that was recorded in history and later lost by the great poet Sun Qing! I didn't expect the condition to be so complete, good, really good! ”

Shangguan Nengren smiled slightly: "Boss Li, you haven't seen the magic of this purple clay pot yet!" ”

"Oh?" Li Zhiheng's face was full of curiosity: "How can you say this?" ”

Shangguan Nengren didn't answer, but asked, "Boss Li, do you have boiling water here?" ”

"Boiling water? Yes, yes, what do you want to do? ”

"It's easy to do with boiling water." Shangguan Ren picked up the purple clay pot and said: "I heard that there are many years of top-level purple clay pots, just brew them with boiling water, you can brew the taste of tea, I don't know if Boss Li has heard of it?" ”

"Indeed." Li Zhiheng, as a first-class appraisal expert in China, how could he not have heard this rumor? But there are very few top-notch purple clay pots that have been around for a long time, and he has never seen them a few times in his life.

Suddenly thinking of something, Li Zhiheng's face was full of shock, and he pointed to the purple clay pot: "Brother Shangguan, should you ......?"

Shangguan nodded with a smile: "Boss Li can try." ”

Li Zhiheng couldn't take care of anything, immediately ran out of the hut, and quickly brought a bottle of thermos over.

"Brother Shangguan, the boiling water is here!" Li Zhiheng's eyes lit up excitedly, put the kettle on the table, and rubbed his hands excitedly: "Rush now?" ”

Shangguan Nengren laughed and said, "Boss Li is at his own convenience." ”

With a slap, Li Zhiheng rubbed his hands, carefully opened the teapot lid, poured some boiling water into the teapot, washed it slightly, poured out the water, and then filled the teapot with boiling water.

Buckle the lid and sit nervously at the table, and three minutes later, a rich aroma of tea wafts from the teapot.

(To be continued)