C269 Tug of War(3)
C269 Tug of War(3)
"My apologies, my surname is Fang, I am the antiques consultant of young master Zhang. Although my young master accepted this gift from you, but I should be the one to accept the challenge, otherwise, I would not be able to live up to my salary as an antiques consultant!"
The young man saw that Faang Cheng who was rushing out suddenly did not seem to care at all, and nodded indifferently.
"OK, that's fine!" Since you all are together, then come at me together. I don't care about those … Even if you had five or eight more consultants, it would still be fine.
"Oh, there's no need for that, look at this thing … I alone am enough, I don't even need our young master to do it! Young Master, please rest by the side! "
After Faang Cheng finished speaking, he walked over to the Northern Song Bai You child's pillow, and stood not too far away to carefully examine him. In less than a minute, he saw the corner of Faang Cheng's mouth rise, as though he had understood something, and he opened his mouth.
"Printed white porcelain from the Dingjing Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty … The body is white and delicate, thin and difficult to deform, the enamel layer is uniform, as white as milk, the thick part of the enamel is white and blue, the pulp is heavy and slightly yellow! And this little child is wearing an embroidered silk gown, plain shoulders, long pants, and soft cloth shoes. These are all very obvious characteristics of the clothing of the Song Dynasty! "
After Faang Cheng finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the young man.
"If it wasn't for the fact that the real item was still being displayed in the Palace Museum, I might have taken it as the real item!"
"Mr Faang is right, but unfortunately... You still haven't told me where it's fake? "
The young man looked at Faang Cheng arrogantly, as if he was saying, "Even if you say all these, not a single word is useful!"
"It's very simple, it's just a fake. He had done it too perfectly! In fact, the real Bai You's pillow in the Northern Song Dynasty has a little flaw! "
As soon as Faang Cheng finished speaking, the arrogant face of the young man who had not changed from start to finish suddenly relaxed, and after a flash of undetectable panic, he immediately returned to normal.
"Oh? What flaw? Tell me about it! "
"Actually, all the porcelain produced during the Northern Song Dynasty had the same characteristic, and that is the accumulation of glaze! The phenomenon of accumulating glaze was a phenomenon that occurred during the process of burning. The glaze flowed very quickly and accumulated glaze would form at the smallest of places! Sometimes, this phenomenon of glaze accumulation was not considered a flaw in a strict sense. Rather, it was an essential characteristic of the era of porcelain! And the true Northern Song Dynasty white glaze child pillow on the child's clothes in the folds of the folds of the obvious glaze phenomenon, and your child pillow in the folds of the child's clothes without a trace of glaze! So... "It's a fake Northern Song Dynasty Dingjing White Glaze Child's pillow!"
Faang Cheng said firmly and firmly.
"Alright!"
It was unknown who had led the crowd, but a shout of praise attracted the warm applause of everyone.
"This... Based on what you said, who … "No one knows what the actual Northern Song Bai You's child pillow looks like, but how do I know that the actual product has the phenomenon of accumulating glaze?"
The young man obviously didn't want to admit his debt.
"What a coincidence!"
Ye Lei turned his wheelchair and squeezed through the crowd, his hand holding his own phone.
"I happen to be from Beijing. I usually like to stroll around the museum, Antique Market and such! Here's a picture I took not long ago at the Palace Museum. It just happened to show the Northern Song white enamel pillow! "You can all take a look. Indeed, there is a very obvious glaze accumulation at the hem of a child's shirt. This photo was taken a bit far away, but you can still clearly see the glaze accumulated at the bottom!"
Ye Lei raised his phone and spoke loudly. Of course, no one would be bored enough to verify this matter, they only wanted to trample on this arrogant person who looked down on their home.
"You …"
The young man no longer moved. His face was ashen, and he no longer had that arrogant look from before. He disappointedly packed his things and was about to leave.
"Hey, wait a moment!"
Faang Cheng stopped the young man who was about to leave.
"Young man, you have lost the bet! Do you have to keep your promise? Didn't you just say that if you lose, you'd take out your Northern Song Bronze Buddha? Where's the bronze Buddha? "
"In …" At home … How could I have such a precious item with me! "
The young man said in a submissive manner,
"At home? Young Master Zhang, do you want to go with him to get that bronze Buddha back? "
Faang Cheng looked at Zhang Haotian who was standing straight at the side. It seemed that he was a little conflicted over his plan to save, he wanted to thank him but felt that he had lost face.
"Ah?" Great … I'll go back with him and get the bronze Buddha! But first, this bronze Buddha … It's yours, I don't want it! "
Zhang Haoloong pretended to be magnanimous and said those words, then picked up the young man who was like a little chick in front of him and left.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and Faang Cheng and the others leisurely walked back to their stalls.
"Not bad, Faang Cheng. You've found so many small details!"
"It's just a matter of luck. Not long ago, I saw a book that specifically talked about the accumulation of glaze and its hanging. As soon as I saw that replica, I inadvertently paid attention to it, and in the end, found out that the replica didn't have any accumulation glaze at all. This doesn't make sense!"
Faang Cheng did not use any spiritual energy to help him in this round, he felt that his victory was even more beautiful. As he chatted with Ye Lei, he took out the things he prepared for the competition and placed them on the table.
"Mr Faang!"
Faang Cheng suddenly heard a gentle and refined voice sound out behind him. He turned around hesitantly, and saw a man around thirty years old who wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses standing behind him.
"Oh, hello... Do I know you? "
"Oh, of course you don't know me! This lowly one's surname is Chen, and his name is' Sky '! Earlier, I saw that your fight over there was very exciting, so … I am here specifically to seek guidance from you! "
Although the words sounded good, Faang Cheng understood clearly. The meaning was that you just won, so I wanted to challenge you and see if you can beat me! Faang Cheng saw the Spirit Qi around this person's body surging, I think he must have a valuable object on him, just that... Faang Cheng seemed to have encountered this kind of spiritual aura somewhere before, and it made him feel a little familiar.
As time passed, as Faang Cheng became more and more proficient in using his spirit energy, he gradually discovered that there was still a slight difference between spirit energy and spirit energy. The spirit energy emitted by ancient antiques was extremely delicate, the spirit energy emitted by jade was clean and clean, and the spirit energy emitted by living things was the most agile and fleeting.
And at this moment, if Faang Cheng was not mistaken, this man's entire body was emitting the spirit energy emitted by the jade.
"I don't know about that, but if mister has anything, please take it out so that I can open my eyes!"
Faang Cheng said as he politely spread out his hands.
"Alright, then I'll be making a fool of myself!"
Chen Tian took out a wooden box from his bag, he gently opened it and a crystal clear, plain and pure white ancient jade appeared in front of Faang Cheng!
— — The content is from [Mick Read]