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    "How careless! Hey! How careless!"

    Lu Wenwei held the printing box tightly with both hands, leaned back on the sofa with some dejection, let out a long sigh, and murmured: "Why did I only look at the workmanship and patina at the beginning, and not even see such obvious flaws?  I didn¡¯t see it!¡±

    Meng Zitao thought to himself, this is called human beings making mistakes and horses making mistakes.

    Speaking of which, this red-printed box is indeed made too realistically. As for the patina, generally speaking, no matter how well-maintained the genuine product is, hundreds or thousands of years of air oxidation and sweat and other substances will still remain on the surface.  Leave a layer of batter.

    Nowadays, counterfeiting usually uses oxalic acid to make a patina. This kind of patina has a slippery feel and does not have the natural feeling of the real thing. You can even see bright red paint when you observe it under a magnifying glass.

    Therefore, for an experienced expert, no matter how clever the technique of re-aging a piece of redware is, the feeling of buying patent leather will definitely be different.

    But Lu Wenwei¡¯s printing box is not made of oxalic acid, and oxalic acid cannot produce such a realistic effect.

    If Meng Zitao did not make a mistake in his judgment, the forger should have used things like slurry, paper oil, and play fluid.  Although using this kind of thing is time-consuming, the patina produced appears natural and is harder to detect. Not to mention ordinary people, even experts may accidentally make mistakes.

    The patina is realistic and the craftsmanship is excellent, and based on Lu Wenwei¡¯s performance, Meng Zitao estimates that he probably bought it from an acquaintance, and it is normal for him to be mistaken.

    Of course, this was Meng Zitao¡¯s idea. For Lu Wenwei, it was difficult for him to accept that he had made such a mistake, and he felt quite ashamed for a while.

    After being stunned for a while, Lu Wenwei suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up from the sofa and ran towards the back room.  Meng Zitao guessed that there must be something they bought together. He didn't know what the outcome would be.

    After a while, Lu Wenwei came back with a dark face. The result was self-evident. He suppressed the bad mood in his heart and said to Meng Zitao: "Xiao Meng, the price of this printing embryo should be around 190,000.  How about I give you another thirty thousand?"

    Meng Zitao originally wanted to be polite, but just like Lu Wenwei, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and nodded in agreement.

    After Lu Wenwei paid the money, Meng Zitao left. Originally, if it were someone else, he would have wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but with Lu Wenwei's character, he didn't know what to say, so he finally said a few useless words.  And he left.

    Walking out of the villa, Meng Zitao felt a little emotional. There were too many scammers in the antiques industry, and many of them were those who fished for big fish with long-term interests.  Just like Lu Wenwei this time, he felt that it must be a liar who gained Lu Wenwei's trust, and then found an opportunity to sell high-quality imitations to Lu Wenwei.

    This incident also made Meng Zitao wary. Experts like Lu Wenwei have been deceived, so he should be more careful. Even if he has super powers, there is a possibility of being fooled if he is careless.

    Meng Zitao walked out of the gate of the community and was about to take a taxi to the antique street. When he got into the taxi, he suddenly saw a young man named Song Yiming and his cousin walking into the community not far away.

    "Hey, they also live in this community?"

    Meng Zitao was a little surprised, but judging from their words and deeds, it was normal to live here.  Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with him, so he didn't think much about it.

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    September 12th, Saturday, light rain.

    In the morning, Meng Zitao greeted his parents and took a taxi to Qingfeng Tea House near Antique Street.

    During this period, Meng Zitao lived a very comfortable life. He was either at home or going to the antique market every day to pick up small leaks, drink tea, and keep in touch with friends.

    In one sentence, if you have money and leisure, your life will be full of joy.  If he hadn't wanted to make himself stronger as soon as possible, he would have really wanted to stay at home, practice boxing, and read books.

    Arriving at Qingfeng Teahouse, Meng Zitao saw Cheng Qiheng and Wang Menghan standing in front of the teahouse.

    Looking at the affectionate couple in front of him, Meng Zitao smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, you called me yesterday. Did you plan to let me be a light bulb?"

    Cheng Qiheng chuckled and said, "I really want you to be a light bulb, but my Menghan just won't agree."

    "What are you talking about!" Wang Menghan gently squeezed Cheng Qiheng's waist.

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    Copper-embedded filigree enamel is often referred to as cloisonn¨¦. It has entered the domestic and foreign art markets a long time ago with its solid, solemn, simple and elegant attitude. It is very popular among people, but the price is certainly not within the reach of ordinary people.

    The cloisonn¨¦ made in the form of a tripod is from the Qianlong period. In addition, it is likely to be the finale of the auction. Needless to say, it is definitely a treasure.  Even if Meng Zitao and the others were jealous, they probably couldn't afford it, but it would be nice to see it.

    Under the guidance of Er Lunzi, Cheng Qiheng wandered around several main roads in Ling City before stopping in the parking lot of a hotel.

    After getting out of the car, Meng Zitao was a little speechless, because this was basically a famous star-rated hotel in Ling City, and it was only a dozen minutes' drive from the previous gas station.  Now, it actually took them three or four times as long to arrive, which was really speechless.

    Er Lunzi took everyone to a large conference room on the third floor. They saw that there were many surveillance cameras around, and there were basically no blind spots. Moreover, there were uniformed staff in key locations, which could be said to be heavily guarded.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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