Chapter 439: I Said It, It's a Fake
You said she was fine, why did she push Ye Yafei, even if she did, why did she knock down that long row of antique shelves? Chaoge was about to cry.
Ye Yafei glanced at Feng Wu with a smile.
How many broken porcelain pieces are here?
Among these tens of thousands of porcelain pieces, how is it possible to find more than a dozen fragments of the wind listening bottle?
Not only Ye Yafei thought so, but everyone else also thought the same way.
However, Feng Wu was half-squatting on the ground, and the pair of slender jade were moving like butterflies, and there was an extra piece of broken porcelain that was as white as jade.
Chao Ge hurriedly pulled a piece of cloth from the side and put it at Feng Wu's feet.
Feng Wu then put the broken porcelain piece on it.
One, two, three...... Soon, Feng Wu picked up eighteen pieces of broken porcelain.
Ye Yafei glared at Feng Wu: "This is impossible!" How did you find it? It's not necessarily true, is it? β
Feng Wu glanced at Ye Yafei casually: "What do you know?" β
Ye Yafei was suddenly squeezed and couldn't say a word.
The people present also looked at Feng Wu with an incredulous gaze.
There are thousands of broken porcelain pieces here, and they are all as white as jade, how did she pick them out?
No, no, no, it must be picked randomly, and when you turn around and wait for it to be glued, it will definitely be exposed.
The wise old man in the crowd had a bright color in his eyes.
With his eyes, he naturally saw some clues.
Feng Wu saw the gel on the side, so she took it and used it.
She first applied a thin layer of paper on the inside of the porcelain piece, then dipped the broken porcelain piece by piece, and finally put it on the base, and in less than a minute, the listening bottle had been reglued.
Complete, clean, fresh and bright, without a trace of chipping.
Boss Mo's eyes widened!
How is this possible!
Feng Wu glanced at Boss Mo casually: "This is what Boss Mo said, Master Yu Wei's work of listening to the wind bottle?" β
Can Boss Mo say it's not?
This seamless bonding, without the slightest flawless connection, can he open his mouth and say?
"Yes......" Boss Mo gritted his teeth and said.
There were already faint beads of sweat on his forehead.
Miss Feng's eye for recognizing antiques and the skills of restoring antiques...... This is definitely a master's level or above!
"Good." Feng Wu nodded again.
Chao Ge happily pulled Feng Wu and cried with joy, jumping and jumping: "Little dance, little dance!" We don't have to lose money, great, really great! β
This stupid girl, she hasn't started to play yet, so happy?
Boss Mo stared at Feng Wu: "That's right, this is Master Yu Wei's listening bottle, but even if it is repaired, the value is not as good as before, I can agree with Miss Feng." β
Feng Wu nodded lightly: "The real thing is true." β
"Miss Feng still stubbornly thinks that this is a fake?!" Boss Mo was so angry that his face turned pale.
Feng Wu put his hands behind him, stood indifferently in countless people, and said proudly: "It's a fake." β
"Okay, good-" Boss Mo laughed angrily, he took the wind bottle, and shouted to the crowd: "The big men present, they are all from our antique formation industry, I don't know which master is willing to stand up and help us identify?" β
"I'll comeβ"
In the crowd, an old man in a navy blue robe stepped forward and stepped forward.
"Master Bian?"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"Could it be the legendary Master Bian?"