"I've seen the old man." After Li Chengfeng walked in, he hurriedly said, he had never seen a character like this before.

"The young man is good, you should be in this line of work like this, right?" The old man said with some joy that he had not seen anyone in the same trade come over for a long time.

Ye Yun put down the painting in his hand, originally this painting was intended to be used as a gift to this old man, but who knew that he had bought a fake.

"I bought a painting at home before, but my little brother said it was fake, so I didn't show it to you."

He said nonchalantly, in fact, the reason why he said this was entirely to verify Li Chengfeng's words.

The old man took it and looked at it carefully, then nodded and acknowledged.

"Yes, this painting is indeed fake, the old paper is new, and the words on it are very rough, which is not something that Tang Bohu can write at all."

At this point, he put the painting down.

Li Chengfeng came over this time, of course, to prepare a meeting gift, and he bought a snuff bottle on the street.

Although it is not clear whether the old man likes this artifact or not, it can be regarded as a delicate thing.

It cost him 20,000 yuan, but he felt that it was worth it.

"This is some of my caution, and I hope the old gentleman will not refuse." Li Chengfeng put the snuffbox in his hand on the table.

When he saw the gadget he sent, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up.

In fact, snuff bottles belong to the type of miscellaneous cultural relics, and cultural relics like this are relatively scarce, but they are not absent.

The old gentleman has seen a lot of literary toys in his life, and it just so happens that he has seen relatively few snuff bottles.

"It's kind of interesting, I like it very much. I, Song Cheng, haven't seen anything so good for a long time. ”

Song Cheng opened his mouth and said that he had seen too many cultural relics in his life, but when he looked at this snuffbox carefully, he quickly determined the age of this thing.

"A snuff bottle like this in the Qianlong period should not cost more than 50,000 yuan."

After hearing the price he said, the old man nodded.

Being able to pocket this thing at a price of 20,000 yuan can be seen as a small profit.

Even if it is put on the auction floor now, it can still be sold for 40,000 or 50,000 yuan.

Antiques are like that, either they are eye-catching, or they are missing.

If you want to be honest and not have problems, you can only go to the auction house.

What's more, even the cultural relics in the auction hall cannot be authentic.

No auction house dares to stand up and say that their relics are absolutely genuine, and these people who play antiques are like this.

That's why he wants to open a high-quality antique shop, and his antique shop will only put real products in it.

Any artifact that flows out of his antique shop has a specific number.

That's why he's putting the price so high, even though his shop isn't open yet.

"Boy, I have the courage to ask you for a name, I have a small antique shop to open here, and I want you to give you a name."

He opened his mouth and said, knowing that if he didn't make a request, I'm afraid Song Cheng really wouldn't accept this snuffbox.

"Well, it's a good story to be able to let a young junior come to me to ask for words."

After Song Cheng thought about it carefully, he picked up the brush and wrote it on the rice paper in front of him.

"Zangjue Fang!" He wrote these three words on it.

Generally, few people use the word fang to name it, because the name is too atmospheric for anyone to bear.

"Zang, good things, Jue, perfect jade, this name is to let you know that as long as you abide by your heart, your business will definitely be prosperous."

After finishing speaking, he handed the paper into Li Chengfeng's hand.

"Thank you, old man, for the words." Li Chengfeng hurriedly put away this pair of words, this is hard to find!

"You guys are here to show me if this thing is real or fake."

He spoke, and took a bowl out of the box.

This is a yellow-on-green color darkly engraved baby play pattern bowl, like this type of official kiln, even in the Qing Dynasty is very small.

It can be seen that the old man in front of him just wants to test his eyesight, since he has already come here, it is impossible to continue to hide it.

Being able to make a name for himself in this place, I am afraid that in the entire Qingbei City, he will become the leader of the younger generation.

"This should be from the official kiln in the Qianlong period, the forging process is more complicated, you need to enter the kiln twice, and the picture on it is the Eight Sons Naoyuan Diagram."

A bowl like this can be auctioned at least a million.

Seeing that his analysis was so accurate, Ye Yun was also stunned.

He never thought that a young man he had brought out with him would be able to analyze this bowl so clearly.

"It's just ......"

Just when the old gentleman was proud, Li Chengfeng spoke.

"It's a good bowl, but it's a misfit."

When he said this, Song Cheng couldn't accept it for a while.

"No way, you know that's what I'm doing, and there are countless artifacts that have been restored in my hands, how can I not see a patchwork?"

He couldn't accept this argument, and patchwork literary toys were indeed very common in the market.

But this bowl, he has seen it many times, and there is absolutely no problem before he shoots.

"If you take a closer look at the bottom of this, this is indeed a piece of artefacts, and the most obvious thing is that the way he uses it is far beyond our imagination."

The reason why Li Chengfeng said this is because he had suffered such a big loss once before.

These people will put these relics into the kiln again and forge them three times in the form of forging.

After this kind of cultural relics came out, there was no trace of restoration at all.

He wouldn't have been able to check it out even if it weren't for the fact that he had noticed the difference in subtleties.

Maybe this cultural relic can really be sold for more than one million.

"Has the technology advanced to this point?" Song Cheng said in disbelief.

Little did he know that the repair they had always been proud of was now nearing obsolescence.

"It's not because you're old, it's because of the advancement of technology, which is something we can't ignore."

Li Chengfeng said with emotion, he also took advantage of the time, so he was able to know why.