At the beginning, when the old turtle appeared on the sandalwood table, the old grandson and the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man were a little surprised. However, both of them misunderstood that the old turtle was a pet turtle raised by the other party, so they didn't take this matter too seriously. After all, in their opinion, a pet turtle the size of a palm, no matter how much it can be tossed, it is impossible to cause any big trouble.

It was precisely because of this misunderstanding that the old turtle was able to lie on the sandalwood table in a dignified manner and observe this blue and white porcelain vase up close.

After a period of careful observation and identification, the old grandson put down the magnifying glass in his hand, rubbed his temples with his hands, and said: "Well, yes, this blue and white porcelain vase is really something made by the Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln Factory during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty・・・・・・ Huang Mingzhu, you are really running in time, and you actually found such a treasure." Anyway, how much are you going to sell this blue and white porcelain vase? ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man known as Huang Mingzhu stretched out his right hand and gestured 'two': "At least this number has to be." ”

Yuan Huanshan, who had been standing by and watching the excitement, couldn't help but sigh: "Two hundred thousand? Just such a fragile vase costs 400,000? I'll it, it seems that this antique is really not something that ordinary people can afford. ”

Not to mention anything else, just from this sentence, it can be seen that Yuan Huanshan really doesn't understand antiques.

"Two hundred thousand?" Huang Mingzhu sneered: "Are you calling Huazi, or am I brainless and don't understand the market?" Just now, the old grandson also said that this blue and white porcelain vase with a twig pattern was produced by the Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln Factory during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. 200,000, it's not enough to buy it! I'm talking about two million! ”

Yuan Huanshan was in a good mood today, so Huang Mingzhu's obviously mocking words did not make him angry. He was just lamenting the price of this blue and white porcelain vase: "Two million? Just such a vase? Obediently, if one is accidentally broken, then you must not cry to death. ”

Two million is not much for Yuan Huanshan, who has already taken over part of the Yuan family's business. Let him spend two million to invest in a business or buy a good treasure, and he won't blink an eye. But to ask him to spend two million on an antique vase, he felt that it was quite worthless.

Perhaps, this is the so-called 'values,' right.

But from the point of view of antiques, two million is really not expensive for a blue and white porcelain vase produced by Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln Factory during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. In the past few years, blue and white porcelain has repeatedly hit sky-high prices. The blue and white porcelain vase in front of him is quite well preserved, and it can make a fortune if you accept it or take it to the auction.

However, as a businessman, Lao Sun Tou still has to bargain: "The price of two million is too expensive, you see here and here, there are bumped defects, so its value will be reduced・・・・・・" The flaws he pointed out are all in inconspicuous places, and for antiques of the age, these flaws are nothing at all. But when it comes to his mouth, the problem is naturally to be magnified.

In the end, the old grandson pretended to be embarrassed: "Although this blue and white porcelain vase has many flaws and shortcomings, who let me have an eye for it・・・・・・ so let's give me a million If you are willing to cut your love, you can leave it." ”

Huang Mingzhu was not happy: "One million? Old grandson, your price is too low, right? This is the blue and white porcelain produced by the Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln Factory during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty! If you take it to the auction, you may be able to fetch tens of millions of dollars......"

Old Sun Tou sneered: "Then you will take it to the auction and sell it, what are you doing here with me?" ”…,

"I ・・・・・・" Huang Mingzhu suddenly froze: "Where do I have that way."

But old grandson, one million is too little, you add more, add more・・・・・・"

The old grandson snorted: "Since there is no way, then what are you talking to me about the auction?" Forget it, for the sake of everyone knowing, I'll add another 200,000 to you. If you still think it's less, even if you take this blue and white porcelain vase to another antique shop and ask, I don't believe that anyone else will pay more than me. ”

Huang Mingzhu hesitated, and he didn't know whether he thought what Lao Sun Tou said was reasonable, or if he had already gone to other antique shops to ask before. In the end, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, 1.2 million is 1.2 million, who made me anxious to use the money." ”

"That's right." The old grandson smiled with satisfaction, and while instructing the staff of Fujisai to put away the blue and white porcelain vase, he said to Huang Mingzhu: "Go, transfer it to you." ”

There is a bank next to Fujisai, so it's easy to transfer money.

"Wait a minute." Just when Lao Sun Tou and Huang Mingzhu were about to walk out of Fujisai, Zhou Xiaochuan suddenly shouted to them.

"What's the matter, Mr. Zhou, what's the matter?" Old Sun Tou asked with a puzzled expression.

Zhou Xiaochuan made a request: "Can you let me see that blue and white porcelain vase?"

The old grandson naturally had no objections, and nodded with a smile: "Of course it's no problem, you take your time, I'll go to the bank next door to transfer the money to this Huang Mingzhu first." ”

"Don't worry, I'll talk about it when I see it." While speaking, Zhou Xiaochuan had already come to the sandalwood table.

Hearing this, the old grandson couldn't help but be stunned, and said secretly in his heart: "What does Mr. Zhou mean by this?" Could it be that he thinks there is something wrong with this blue and white porcelain vase? But I have just identified, this blue and white porcelain vase carcass is thin, the feel is delicate and the degree of porcelain is also very high, the glaze is thick, which is very in line with the characteristics of blue and white porcelain in the Chenghua period. In addition, the inscription on the bottom of the bottle is also authentic! No matter how high the level of this counterfeiter is, it is impossible to make the inscription on the bottom of the bottle so that even I can't tell the truth from the fake, right? ”

Lao Sun Tou's best and best thing is the identification and analysis of inscriptions. After years of study, he has practiced the unique skill of being able to distinguish the authenticity of the inscription at a glance, and he has never missed. It is precisely because he saw that the inscription on the bottom of this blue and white porcelain vase is genuine, coupled with the overall craftsmanship and feeling of the blue and white porcelain vase, that it is determined that it is an object produced by the Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln Factory during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty.

What the old grandson didn't notice was that just as Zhou Xiaochuan's words fell, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of Huang Mingzhu beside him, which was not easy to detect.

"Brother Zhou, don't you suspect that this blue and white porcelain vase is a fake?" Yuan Huanshan also heard the hidden sound in Zhou Xiaochuan's words, and after frowning slightly, he whispered: "Lao Sun Tou is the number one antique appraiser in this antique street. He said that there was no problem, how could this blue and white porcelain vase be a fake? ”

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't answer, but picked up the blue and white porcelain vase on the sandalwood table.

It turned out that just now when the old grandson negotiated the price with Huang Mingzhu and was about to go to the bank next door to transfer money to complete the transaction, the old turtle lying on the table suddenly said: "What kind of antique, it's obviously a fake, which makes me happy in vain." ”

Zhou Xiaochuan still believes in the ability of the old turtle. Although he had not seen its ability in antiques before, Zhou Xiaochuan had seen and experienced it with his own eyes in the amazing skills of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and wine. …,

Therefore, after hearing the old turtle's words, Zhou Xiaochuan did not have the slightest doubt, and immediately believed it.

In Zhou Xiaochuan's opinion, although Lao Sun Tou is a relatively good person, he is still very good to himself. What's more, people also contributed money and efforts to help them find the place where the Fox Ding Furnace was found, no matter how you calculate it, you owe him a favor. In that case, then I can't watch him be deceived into buying a fake.

The right is to return his personal favor!

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't know much about antiques, so after picking up the blue and white porcelain vase on the sandalwood table, he asked in a voice that only the old turtle could hear, "What's wrong with this thing?"

Since obtaining the beast pattern jade, the mysterious energy has been upgraded by leaps and bounds, and Zhou Xiaochuan has been able to restrain the sound waves from spreading with the help of the mysterious energy, so that only his target can hear what he says.

This trick is just like the 'sound transmission into the secret, which often appears in martial arts novels, generally.

The old turtle raised his head and looked like "I am proud of my knowledge": "This thing is an assembly, except for the base and the inscription are real, the rest of the place is fake." It's just that this counterfeiter is more skillful, and the things he has made have reached the point of being fake. And with ingenious techniques, the real and false are almost perfectly glued together, even if it is an experienced antique appraiser, it is not surprising that it is not surprising. If it weren't for my old turtle's eyes like a torch and his knowledgeable and suave demeanor, I'm afraid I would have been blinded by him・・・・・・"

It seems that this old thing's chatter really can't be changed, and he can't close his mouth with one mouth.

Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, and interrupted his chatter with something out of his mind: "Don't you brag about your death?" Still suave...... Does this have anything to do with the identification of antiques? Besides, if you're really suave, are you still single until now? ”

The old turtle was hit enough by the last sentence, and immediately retracted his head and four turtles back into the turtle shell, and muttered there full of resentment: "Okay, I'm not a literary turtle, I'm just a silk turtle, destined to have no mother turtle to love ...... for the rest of my life."

Zhou Xiaochuan knows the character of the old turtle very well, this old guy will be lost and grieving for a while at most, and then he will return to normal. Therefore, he didn't bother to comfort the old turtle, and continued to pay attention to the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand.

A wisp of mysterious energy poured out of Zhou Xiaochuan's palm, and it was scanned in detail along the blue and white porcelain vase.

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