Clearing his throat, Chen Chengfeng smiled slightly.

He continued.

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me, the purpose of our gathering today is to prepare for the handover ceremony of cultural relics in a few days. Everyone should understand how important this transfer of cultural relics is, in addition to the people in our system, we have decided to add an expert in the antique industry, and everyone can vote to decide whether he will stay or not! ”

After speaking, Chen Chengfeng put the voting book on the large round table, and the large round table rotated, slowly passing in front of the cultural relics experts.

After a round of turns, no one started to sign.

"Everyone has also seen that Mr. Zhang is young and promising, and his strength in antique appraisal is very strong, and he will definitely have great benefits to participate in this cultural relics handover. Let's think about it, more than eighty percent of people will sign, and Mr. Zhang can enter our appraisal team! ”

No matter what Chen Chengfeng says, those old pedants just don't move.

What happened to the money you made by picking up leaks?

In the eyes of these old pedants, these things are worthless. Zhang Yi made such a big move in the antique world, but he was just putting on a show!

Forget Hill Lodge is a very quaint mountain lodge.

Juxian Pavilion is the highest specification of the Forgotten Mountain Villa. In this villa, whether it is the calligraphy and paintings on the wall or the antiques on the Bogu shelf, they are all antiques of high specifications.

These old scholars did not sign, naturally because Zhang Yi, a young man who entered the house, did not deserve the respect of these old men who were full of wealth.

"Young man, it's not us who makes it difficult for you, if you can tell where it came from, I'll vote for you!"

An old pedant spoke.

He placed a broken piece of porcelain on the table, which was only the size of a bowl.

Zhang Yi walked over.

Pick it up.

After a brief identification, answer directly.

"Ding kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty, blue and white porcelain."

The old pedant was stunned, he thought that Zhang Yi was going to look at it for a while, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yi picked up this piece of porcelain and identified it in less than half a minute.

"If you are prepared, take it out, and I will identify it together!"

Zhang Yi put down the blue and white porcelain pieces of the Northern Song Dynasty and said to them.

Sure enough, these old pedants were prepared.

There are more than a dozen people who have taken out the appraisals in their pockets, and the things are basically defective products, or parts, according to the appraisal of ordinary experts, these estimates are to make people feel white.

But.

More than a dozen pieces of antique fragments and parts were identified by Zhang Yi in a few minutes. Even if every old pedant here who has studied antiques all his life, he is far from being able to do it, Zhang Yi's divine act really shocked these old pedants, after all, it is something they prepared themselves, and Zhang Yi will never cheat.

"Can you identify this?"

When everyone was silent, one of the experts took out a fingertip-sized piece from his pocket.

It's white, with a little bit of color on it, and it seems to be some kind of paint.

It seemed that it should be a small corner of the mural, only the size of a fingertip, and even the mural experts here would be difficult to identify with such a small object.

This is undoubtedly embarrassing.

However, for Zhang Yi, it doesn't matter what the thing is identified.

He picked up the little corner of the fresco, and after a moment, replied directly.

"This is a corner of an ancient dry fresco, made of a mixture of coarse mud, fine mud and lime mortar, which served as a base on which to be painted with paint. Judging from the pigment on this mural, as well as the condition and aging degree of the color material, this mural should be a mural in the tomb of the Han Dynasty, and according to the characteristics of the pigment and the substrate, it can be judged that this is a mural in the tomb chamber in the north, the Los Angeles generation area is at least above the level of the king's tomb. ”

Hearing this, the person who took out the small fragment of the mural was shocked, and he deliberately found a very unpopular thing to bring over, just to test Zhang Yi, or rather, to reject Zhang Yi.

But no one expected that Zhang Yi's identification would be so accurate.

Chen Chengfeng immediately asked.

"Mr. Zhang is right, Liu Lao?"

Liu Lao didn't nod, after all, he deliberately made things difficult for Zhang Yi, and what he did was too obvious.

"To be more specific, this is a fragment of a mural in the White Horse Temple in Los Angeles during the Eastern Han Dynasty and Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty. If I'm not mistaken, the name of the mural is called "Thousands of Rides and Thousands of Riding Elephants Rao Tatu", in fact, this mural is the earliest Buddhist mural, which was born under the background of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty himself who loved Buddhism, and the mural creation was prevalent, and he sent envoys to the west to study Buddhism! ”

Liu Lao was shocked, because the true origin of the corner of the mural was only known to the people in the mural grouping of the secret investigation unit of cultural relics.

How did he do it?

"Old Liu, my guess should be right, right?"

Zhang Yi asked.

Liu Lao did not speak immediately, but the other experts were impressed by Zhang Yi's identification ability after these appraisals, especially the appraisal of this mural.

These old pedants, one by one, are convinced.

Liu Lao didn't answer, and everyone else began to applaud.

Chen Chengfeng was also proud, he was what he wanted to see.

Such a powerful figure in the antique world should naturally be included in their secret investigation unit of cultural relics, which is the highest-level unit in the cultural relics world.

He hopes that this handover of cultural relics will be a good start.

Next.

Signing is not a problem, and many experts are praising Zhang Yi's knowledge is really deeper and broader than those of these old pedants who have studied for many years.

After the party, Liu Lao also found Zhang Yi and asked him how he identified the specific origin of the mural behind?

Zhang Yi could only reply.

"That's what I guessed. In different historical periods, the pigments and substrates used in the murals are different, and the subtle differences can determine the age of the murals. Once, the cultural relics unit issued an internal reference, which was about the earliest Buddhist murals, and I paid attention to it at the time. ”

"Is there an internal reference?"

Liu Lao was puzzled, he didn't remember much about it.

However, then he asked the people from the secret investigation unit of cultural relics to check, and there was indeed such an internal reference. Liu Lao couldn't help but feel that Zhang Yi was like a god in terms of antique knowledge.

But.

This is also too godly!

Of course, doubts are just doubts, and Liu Lao couldn't find any evidence of Zhang Yi's cheating, and he even investigated Zhang Yi's whereabouts the next day, and there was nothing suspicious.

About a week later.

Zhang Yi accompanied these people from the secret investigation unit of cultural relics, a team of 20 people, to arrive at the city of Arhans in the Northern Regions.

In a palace with marble walls.

A lot of people are busy.

Zhang Yi and the others were arranged in the VIP seats.

Today's cultural relics handover ceremony will be carried out in this place.

And at this time.

In this palace-like building, there is a person who, in the best observation position, observes Chen Chengfeng's oriental cultural relics handover team below with a telescope.

"Is everything arranged?"

The man asked, looked at Chen Chengfeng and the others, and asked.

"You're all set!"

A short-haired brown-and-red subordinate next to him replied with a salute.