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941. You Said Half a Day Was a Fake

There is no way, as an old father, it is impossible for him not to pay attention to his daughter bringing back a young man.

It's just that this young man looks very unfamiliar. Liu Xingguo is sure that he has never seen this young man before.

In addition, the middle-aged uncle who spoke just now is what Liu Xingguo calls Uncle Cao - Cao Keming.

He also turned his attention to Xue An, the smile on his face gradually became simpler, and his expression became much gloomier than before.

"Who is this guy?" Cao Keming was very doubtful. He came here with a purpose, which was to propose marriage to his son Cao Hongfei, so he went to the antique market and took out a pen washer.

Liu Xingguo Mr. Liu likes to collect some antiques. Everyone knows this, so the brush washer he bought this time cost a lot of money. At that time, he bought it from someone else at a high price, and it cost him more than a thousand.

Ten thousand.

But now, Liu Yawen has brought a young man here. What does this mean?

Now that he saw this man standing next to Liu Yawen, he would naturally take a look. After examining Xue An for a while, Cao Keming slowly understood. With this man's dress, he definitely couldn't be Liu Yawen.

's boyfriend.

It is estimated that Liu Yawen came over temporarily to make up the number.

It's just that you can make up the numbers, but it depends on how you find this guy.

This kid's outfit is really weird. His clothes and pants are relatively normal, although they are not from any famous brands, they are just a little bit ordinary.

But what are you wearing on your feet?

Slippers? How could such slippers, which cost about ten yuan a pair, appear in a place like this? This is too exaggerated. The first time you go to the woman’s house, you wear slippers, or simple slippers. Your parents

Haven't I taught you any relevant etiquette?

Cao Keming couldn't help but shook his head secretly, wondering if Liu Yawen couldn't find any shield? Otherwise, you wouldn't just drag this guy over to be a shield. You can find someone who is more decent than him.

Cao Keming, who was still a little worried at first, is now completely relaxed. How could he put pressure on his son like this? His son is a young man who pays great attention to appearance and etiquette. He is also handsome, but he is a rare young talent.

So handsome.

"Hey... I can't even make a vase quietly. What are so many people looking at?" Suddenly feeling so many eyes sweeping over him, Xue An sighed slightly in his heart. This business is not worth it.

So easy to do.

But he soon became too lazy to pay attention to these people's gazes. He looked curiously at the pen washer in Liu Yawen's hand.

He has seen all kinds of antiques at Master Cheng before, some of which are worth hundreds of millions. He also knows that these kinds of things are easy to miss. If you are lucky, you may spend dozens or hundreds of dollars.

, I bought something worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions in one go.

This time, you will be completely rich. Of course, not everyone can do this. The probability of missing something is lower than winning a lottery ticket.

Antique appraisal requires strong eyesight and a vast storage of knowledge. Not everyone can do this.

Many people think they are getting a big deal in those antique streets and pick up a missing item. Then they buy the treasure in a hurry. When they take it back to a professional for appraisal, they find that they have been deceived again.

Well, this thing is completely worthless. He spent hundreds or tens of thousands on it, but it was a scam. These things are probably only worth a few dozen yuan originally.

Especially now that the economic environment is improving, more and more people like to collect these things.

The ability of this industry to fake is becoming more and more exaggerated and realistic.

Many professionals may be able to discern, not to mention some laymen.

So after Master Cheng gave Xue An a brief lesson, he was too lazy to waste time in this industry. It was boring. He just wanted to absorb the spiritual energy. After getting started, if there is spiritual energy, it is most likely to be genuine. If there is no spiritual energy, it is most likely to be fake.

He simply identified the goods through this.

Although he is curious, Xue An will never sit back and spend more time researching in this area, nor will he spend money to buy these things. For example, he will buy back a collection of antiques worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

What are you doing at home?

Does it look good? It definitely doesn’t look good. Why not spend some money to renovate the village? If you have 10 or 20 million to go to the village, it will definitely change the image of the whole village more than ten times. It will definitely look good.

For example, now he is looking at the brush washer in Liu Yawen's hand. It looks very beautiful, but in his eyes, it is no different from a modern handicraft bought for ten yuan.

"Dad, this is a brush washer from the late Ming Dynasty." Liu Yawen held the brush washer in her hands and observed it carefully for a while. In order to prevent herself from misunderstanding, he only said it after making sure.

I thought about it, and then slowly put down the pen wash.

"Compared to the late Ming Dynasty, this type of style is relatively rare."

"Really?" Liu Xingguo responded simply, then raised his head and looked at his daughter and said calmly: "You have loved this industry since you were a child, and you have spent a lot of time in this industry over the years.

It’s pretty good, so just give me a rough idea of ​​this pen washer.”

"Yeah." Liu Yawen didn't have the slightest stage fright. She nodded and stood up to start introducing.

He talked and introduced to everyone the characteristics of various types of brush washers in the late Ming Dynasty. Some people present had some knowledge of this industry. They listened quietly, nodded in agreement from time to time, and recognized Liu Yawen's point of view. After all, we are in this room.

It is estimated that all of these people, except Xue An, have some contact in the antique industry.

After listening to his daughter's introduction, Liu Xingguo occasionally nodded his head in agreement.

During the introduction process, Liu Yawen also picked up this brush washer and explained its various features combined with written knowledge.

"Oh, I understand now that Miss Liu has analyzed it like this. It is indeed like this."

"It turns out that the arc shape of this ellipse is also very particular."

"I saw a Bixi before, but I didn't know exactly what era it was from. Now based on what Miss Liu explained, I guess it should be from the late Ming Dynasty." Everyone agreed, and Liu Yawen's introduction seemed to be insightful.

Liu Yawen has finished explaining and is about to give the final result.

"So I am sure that this brush washer was used by the royal family in the late Ming Dynasty. It was..." At this point, Liu Yawen paused for a moment. If it is really a brush washer from this period, it would be worth a lot of money.

I wonder what the Cao family meant by sending this?

Just when she was about to finish speaking, a sudden voice suddenly sounded in the quiet main hall.
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