"Stinky boy, you still haven't given up?"

"Okay, in that case, I'll smash your dog's face in front of everyone."

"President Gu, please do me a favor and conduct an appraisal on the spot. Let some people with ulterior motives see whether this blue and white porcelain is real or fake? Yang He pushed the boat along the water, but directly asked Gu Longen to help them identify it in public.

I have to say that Yang He is indeed a cunning man.

He asked Gu Longen to appreciate the treasure in public, and slapping Ye Fan's face was secondary, and the most important thing was to borrow Old Man Gu's hand to help them play a wave of advertisements in the Eight Treasures Pavilion for free.

Yang He's careful thinking, Gu Longen could certainly see it. However, as a senior in the antique industry and the president of the association, he will also make an advertisement for Babao Pavilion, and he doesn't care.

"Okay. Thinking of your Babao Pavilion for many years of honest management, I will help you with this favor. ”

Then, under the attention of everyone, the old man also stepped forward, put on gloves, and at the same time asked people to send his own identification glasses, took the blue and white porcelain in front of him, and began to look at it carefully.

After a while, the old man also took off his gloves, and it seemed that he already had the answer in his heart.

"President Gu, how is it?"

"But really?" Yang He hurriedly asked, and the others also looked at it curiously.

Gu Longen did not answer directly, but said slowly.

"First of all, from the outside, the porcelain tire is thick, large, and majestic. And the ornamentation is dense, you see here, as many as ten layers. This is the most distinctive feature of Yuan Qinghua. ”

"Secondly, part of the glaze of this porcelain is blue, and the glaze is aqua green. It is estimated that because of the addition of glaze, it looks fat and dignified...."

Gurung En talked eloquently, some professional theoretical knowledge, even the people who were present who had been playing with antiques for decades listened to it extremely obscure and profound, let alone Susie and them.

However, having said so much, what everyone is most concerned about is whether this Yuan Qinghua is true or false.

"Therefore, according to the above, coupled with my experience, this blue and white porcelain should indeed be blue and white in the Yuan Dynasty, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Really~

Hearing this, everyone was not surprised.

"Stinky boy, what's going on? What else do you have to say? ”

"If you talk nonsense again, disturb my business, and ruin the reputation of my Eight Treasure Pavilion, what are you going to pay for?" Yang He straightened his waist this time and said coldly to Ye Fan.

Han Shaojie also had a smile on his face, looking at Ye Fan's eyes full of sarcasm: "It seems that a farce has finally ended." ”

Su Yuanshan and the others also shook their heads, they estimated that Ye Fan should die this time.

It's just that Qiu Mucheng's face is pale and ugly, and the anger towards Ye Fan in his heart is undoubtedly stronger.

Susie shouted even more angrily: "This is a shame, you bastard, you should be satisfied, right?" ”

"Even Mu Cheng is embarrassed to follow you!"

Susie was almost by Ye Fan, a hillbilly.

However, Ye Fan was not in a hurry at all, but looked at Gu Longen and said lightly: "President Gu, I advise you to take a closer look, especially the combination between the bottle body and the bottom of the bottle." ”

"Ao, stinky boy, are you still not giving up? Is it really impossible to find death? Yang He was also completely angry, he didn't expect that Ye Fan was still talking nonsense until now.

"Huh?" However, Ye Fan's words made Gu Longen stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and hurriedly shouted, "Quick, bring me the lamp!" ”

Gu Longen's reaction made everyone stunned, not knowing what was going on.

But the old man picked up the blue and white porcelain again and looked at it, this time he obviously looked more seriously and carefully, and focused on what Ye Fan said.

After a long time, the old man sighed for a long time, a little ashamed, and shook his head:

"Little brother, I'm sorry, it was the old man who looked away just now."

"As the little brother said, the blue and white porcelain in front of him is indeed a fake."

What the?

The words of the old man were just like a boulder falling into the sea, setting off a monstrous wave.