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- If a person wants to die, not even the gods can stop him. But if a person is willing to commit suicide, he may be killed.
The idiot Xiao Yao, in front of Wen Zhen and Wang Wenhe, two domestically and internationally recognized experts in appraisal, said that he was an old antique and had no new ideas, which aroused public outrage.
The little demon didn¡¯t panic. He cleared his throat and said, ¡°Let¡¯s do the appraisal. It¡¯s actually not that complicated. It¡¯s just two words, true or false.¡±
cut!
A roomful of snorts of contempt.
Wang Wenhe was dumbfounded over there.
Wen Zhen was so angry that his nose was crooked.
Xiaoyao added: "But the ability to distinguish the true from the false requires skill. Mr. Wen said that identification relies on accumulated experience and auxiliary means. What I want to say is that these days, technology is so advanced that it can be cloned Now, you can make anything out of thin air, and it¡¯s even easier to fake the real thing. Last time I heard that a group of researchers from the Forbidden City identified the pottery figurines made by an old farmer as treasures, and they worked hard to save them for collection. Later, I found out that they were Just for fun, Mr. Wang, do you know about this?"
"This" Wang Wenhe blushed.
What Xiaoyao said is known to the antique world and has become a big joke. It has been a long time since that incident. If you say that you are a researcher at the Palace Museum, you have to go out wearing a mask to prevent others from spitting on you. Face drool.
Seeing Wang Wenhe's constipated look, Xiaoyao smiled and said: "No matter what the painting method or technique is, no matter what material or paste it is, these bullshit things are not a problem at all for high-tech counterfeiters now. So what Mr. Wen said would have worked in the past, but now, hehe, it would be mysterious."
"I would like to ask you for advice, how to do your appraisal?" Wen Zhen held back his anger.
The little demon raised two fingers coquettishly: "Shen Yun."
"Shen Yun!?" People in the room really wanted to throw their teacups and chairs at it!
Isn¡¯t this fucking quibbling? ? Charm! ? This thing is invisible and intangible, what to do? !
Wen Zhen laughed loudly and said: "On paper. Let me ask you, without resorting to traditional methods, if you look at other people's things and say something fake, and people ask you why you say it is fake, and you say Shen Yun, what do you think? Can people be convinced?"
The little demon waved his hand: "If you can say such things, I can only say that your level is too low. A great connoisseur will not show things to ordinary people at all. Ordinary people, it is just for fun, just for fun, and life is like picking up leaks. Make money. High-level connoisseurs receive people who are well-educated and knowledgeable. If you point out that something tastes wrong, they will naturally understand it when they go back and think about it. For example, this jade, the jade of the War Han Dynasty, is flamboyant and majestic. , no matter how well the workmanship is done and how beautiful the leather case is, the unique charm cannot be imitated. After all, it is the style of one era after another."
The little demon talked eloquently, and many people nodded. Even Wang Wenhe also agreed with it.
Wen Zhen felt embarrassed and sneered and said: "It's all rhetoric, but your real ability is very limited. You are just like Zhao Kuo. Okay, let's do something real."
As he spoke, Wen Zhen took out a piece of jade from his pocket and placed it on the table.
As soon as this piece of jade was placed on the table, everyone in the room took a breath of cold air.
Made of Hetian white jade, the whole body is full of cinnabar, and the leather shell emits a faint precious light. There are hairsprings on it depicting two chilongs, swimming and floating. A piece of jade, as if frozen, makes people's hearts beat when they look at it.
Wen Zhen pointed at the little demon and said with a smile: "You just said so much, and you talked so eloquently, and you also used jade to explain. Haha, take a look at this piece of jade. If you tell the truth, I will obey you."
Wang Wenhe next to him looked at the jade, took it, looked at it, frowned, and suddenly looked at the little demon sadly.
Countless eyes in the room looked at the little demon.
"It should be the old one!"
"Maybe it's new!"
"Impossible, it feels comfortable to look at, and that feeling tsk tsk! He must be old!"
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There was a lot of discussion in the room.
Wen Zhen looked at the little demon with squinted eyes, a look of extreme gloating on his face.
"Boy, you have to watch carefully." Wang Wenhe had a good impression of the little demon and reminded him specifically.
The old man¡¯s words immediately made everyone in the room feel that there must be something strange on that piece of jade.
The little demon took the jade and put it in his hand. On the surface, he looked calm. He looked at the sky secretly, scanned it carefully, and put the jade on the table.
"How is it?" Wen Zhen saw that this guy only spent two or three times in total.Minutes, hehehehe.
Such a piece of jade is the top domestic appraisal expert. It is also necessary to see the time of a cup of tea to see it clearly.
The little demon took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Hetian jade quality, old leather shell, and good Warring States workmanship. Such things can deceive many people, but they will never escape my eyes. Things that are half true and half false .¡±
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The little demon's words made everyone in the room tense.
This antique, true is true, false is false, what is half-truth and half-false! ?
Isn¡¯t this nonsense! ?
Everyone in the room looked at Wen Zhen.
Next to Wen Zhen, Wang Wenhe smiled but did not speak.
Wen Zhen showed no expression on his face, pointed to the piece of jade, and said: "Boy, what I want to tell you is that an ancient tomb from the Han Dynasty was discovered in Henan last week. Mr. Wang and I went there together. This piece of jade comes from Unearthed from the tomb.¡±
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hehehehe. There was a burst of laughter in the room.
A group of people looked at the little demon and gave them sympathetic looks.
Children still don¡¯t know how high the sky is.
The little demon was not impatient and said: "What was unearthed in the ancient tomb is also half true and half false!"
"Little demon, you are so messed up!" Even Wang Lin had to stand up at this moment: "The things in this ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty are not real, what else can be real?! Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Wen!"
The people around him nodded.
The little demon stared at Wen Zhen and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, your ability to bluff people is of no use to me. You know the details of this thing best, so tell me quickly."
Um! ?
The room suddenly became quiet.
"Hehehehe, interesting! Interesting!" Wang Wenhe couldn't hold it in any longer, laughed, and said: "Little demon, how do you know that this thing is half real and half fake? This jade is really a Han tomb Unearthed in it.¡±
"Shen Yun. Didn't I just say that?" Xiao Yao said with a smile.
After saying that, the idiot looked at the livid Wen Zhen again and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, is it time to reveal the mystery?"
Wen Zhen snorted coldly and said, "Others can say things like yours. Tell me, how do you explain this half-truth and half-falsehood?"
The little demon picked up the jade and said: "This jade itself is indeed an old jade from the Han Dynasty, but the chilong and other patterns on it were made by people from the Song Dynasty. It is a typical example of old jade and new workmanship." , so it¡¯s half true and half false.¡±
The little demon knew from the beginning that this piece of jade must be knowledgeable, so he opened his eyes and looked at it carefully. He found that there were two kinds of auras on this jade, one was extremely old, and the other was the ancient jade from the Han Dynasty collected by his father. The breath is exactly the same, and the other breath, which is much weaker than the surface of the jade, is exactly the same as the breath of the Song Dynasty. In addition, my father once told me about the new work of the old jade, so naturally I am very sure.
Wang Wenhe laughed loudly, and Wen Zhen¡¯s face turned red from holding back.
"That's not right! How could this jade jade carving from the Song Dynasty be found in an ancient tomb from the Han Dynasty!?" Wang Lin felt that his head was as big as a bucket at this moment.
"Anything is possible, it's very simple." the little demon said happily.
"Why is it so easy!? I just don't understand!" Wang Lin looked at the little demon and said.
Everyone in the room was extremely angry.
The little demon crossed his legs and said, "Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a man in the Song Dynasty who probably also liked jade. He received a piece of jade from the Warring States Period and loved it very much. However, this jade had no characteristics. Yeah, just ask someone to imitate the carvings on it and wear it with you. This guy also has a very unique hobby"
Having said this, the little demon took a step back.
"What unique hobby!?" Wang Lin asked.
The little demon chuckled: "It's not your unique hobby anyway."
"What a little bastard!" Wang Lin was so frightened that the corner of his mouth trembled: "Hurry up and say it!"
¡°For example, if you have nothing to do, you might carry a hoe and dig around in the hills, or go in and pick things up in the middle of the night¡±
"Grave robbery!?" Wang Lin shouted.
The little demon nodded, and then said: "As a result, this guy was unlucky once and found an ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty. He went in, but didn't come out, and was buried inside. Many, many years later, he was taken from the ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty. Dig it out. Do you understand what I said?"
"Oh!" There was an exclamation in the room.
"Mr. Wen, you are not satisfied with my statement." Xiao Yao looked at Wen Zhen and said.
Wen Zhen's face turned red at this moment, he turned his head and snorted coldly.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????. Wang Wenhe pattedHand: "Sure enough, blue is better than blue. Not only can you see the true color of this jade, but you can also see its origin as if you have seen it yourself. Boy, even I admire your vision!"
"Mr. Wang, is everything the little demon said true?!" Wang Lin asked.
The little demon was secretly unhappy over there: I¡¯ll wipe it! It couldn't help but be tainted with a sense of frustration, and even more tainted with resentment. If he hadn't died inside, how could there be such an aura?
Wang Wenhe nodded: "That's true. When we opened the tomb, we found a corpse in the tunnel. From the utensils he carried, we can tell that this person was from the Song Dynasty. This piece of jade was what he was carrying. , with just a piece of jade, he fooled many first-rate experts at that time."
"Awesome!" The group of people in the room were looking at the little demon with a look of admiration.
The little demon was completely killed in one blow. Wen Zhen was completely taken care of.
Seeing Wen Zhen¡¯s disgraced face, Director Dong over there hurriedly changed the subject: ¡°Everyone, is it time to start the appraisal of this ancient painting?¡±
"Start, start." Wang Wenhe chuckled, nodded, and then turned to look at Wen Zhen meaningfully.
Wen Zhen didn¡¯t say anything, which was considered as acknowledgment that the little demon could participate in the appraisal.
Seeing Wen Zhen¡¯s expression, Director Dong naturally understood and nodded outside.
Outside the door, three or four armed police officers came in, guarding a long safe. They came to the room and gently put it down. Next, Director Dong, Yu Sanyuan and the other two entered their passwords respectively and scanned two more. With a person's fingerprint, the safe opened with a click.
Wearing gloves, Director Dong carefully took out a scroll from it. At this moment, everyone in the room stood up involuntarily, staring at this painting that was related to the fate of the entire Lucheng political world!
Zhang Yunfei¡¯s eyes widened, and the two experts were eager to try.
The little demon¡¯s heart was filled with ups and downs!
This is the painting that caused a bloody storm in the Taoist sect for countless years! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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