As a soldier king, I met the national goddess

After Ye Mingyue left, Lin Xuan quickly changed into clean clothes.

I came to the opposite door and knocked lightly three times.

"Come on...... ......"

Ye Mingyue's voice in the room flew from far to near, and then the door was opened.

At this time, Ye Mingyue had already changed into a cute home clothes.

If she was a goddess with a powerful aura and starry light before.

Then the current Ye Mingyue is a small jasper, a girl next door.

It is the shadow that appears in every boy's dream when he is an adolescent.

"Please come in!" Ye Mingyue stepped aside and greeted warmly.

"Thank you. Lin Xuan bowed slightly and walked in.

Changing into the slippers prepared in advance, Lin Xuan walked into the living room.

The house is furnished with old-fashioned furniture, which is a bit old, but tidy and tidy.

The sofa is mahogany, with three people seated in the middle and single people on either side.

A coffee table is placed in the middle.

In the center of the sofa sat a middle-aged man.

He is about fifty years old and looks dignified.

He was sitting in the middle of the couch with his hands on his chest, staring at the TV.

"Hello uncle. Lin Xuan greeted politely.

Hearing Lin Xuan's voice, Ye Shuwen turned his head, tapped at him, said hello, and then continued to watch his TV.

"Is Kobayashi here? sit down for a while, and we'll be ready to eat soon!" Mingjing's

voice came from the kitchen.

"Why don't I go to the kitchen and help Auntie.

Lin Xuan said politely, the first time he came to someone else's house as a guest, he didn't bring a souvenir, and he didn't take the initiative to help.

That's too much to say.

"No, no, you can sit on the couch for a while, and I'll do it.

Ye Mingyue didn't care whether Lin Xuan agreed or not, she pushed him to the sofa and sat down domineeringly, and turned around and went into the kitchen.

Lin Xuan was helpless, so he had to sit obediently, and he had nothing to do, so he simply followed Ye Shuwen to watch TV.

There's a treasure show on the TV.

The process is very simple, the audience takes their antiques on stage to show the three experts on stage.

If it is authentic, it will be shortlisted for the next round, and if it is a fake, the audience can choose to bring it back or destroy it on the spot.

Looking at Ye Shu's intent, he should be very fascinated by antiques.

"You also like antiques?" Ye Shuwen suddenly turned around and asked.

"It's okay, I prefer the culture behind antiques.

Lin Xuan thought for a while and said.

Ye Shuwen showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who was so handsome than himself, would give him such an answer.

Too pretending to be forced, as a senior professor of the Chinese Department of Tunghai University, he said that he could not accept it.

"Oh, tell me about the cultural heritage behind this collection.

Ye Shuwen stretched out his hand and pointed at the TV, and said sarcastically.

On TV, an old man is carefully holding a porcelain bowl on stage.

The picture just gives a close-up, and the pattern on the porcelain bowl is clearly visible.

This TV must be 4K.

Lin Xuan stared at the TV, pondered slightly, and then said unhurriedly:

"The blue and white on the porcelain bowl is a little gray, and the decoration and layout are quite the legacy of the multi-layer decoration of the Yuan Dynasty, but the white side of the middle stem and the white edge of the petals of the banana leaf are more obvious and clear than those of the Yuan Dynasty, and it can be roughly judged that this porcelain bowl is the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Hongwu Dynasty."

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, the sarcasm in Ye Shuwen's eyes became more and more intense:

"So, do you think this is a Ming Hongwu blue and white porcelain?"

"Yes and no."

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"The shape of this bowl is indeed Ming Hongwu blue and white porcelain, but it is a fake.

"Fake? Just look at it casually and judge that it is a fake, will the young man be a little too arbitrary."

Ye Shuwen's impression of Lin Xuan in his heart at this time was already very bad.

In his eyes, the kid pretended to say that he liked antiques just to get his own attention.

The purpose is just to get closer to his daughter through himself.

In the end, he arbitrarily said that this porcelain bowl was a fake, which was obviously a little carried away.

"Do you think this porcelain bowl is genuine?" Lin Xuan asked rhetorically.

"I can't be 100% sure, but at least I'm 80% sure that this is a genuine product!" Ye

Shuwen naturally exuded a strong sense of confidence.

It seems that he is eighty percent sure, but he is still modest, Lin Xuan said secretly in his heart.

As if to confirm Ye Shuwen's judgment, an expert on TV was holding a magnifying glass and praising the porcelain bowl.

After the words were exhausted, he still had an unfinished expression, and finally sighed lightly and gave an estimate of 800,000.

Ye Shuwen glanced at Lin Xuan lightly, wanting to see his embarrassed expression after the cowhide was blown up.

But he was doomed to be disappointed, and Lin Xuan's expression did not change in the slightest.

After feeling Ye Shuwen's gaze, he even smiled at him.

Phew, little white face, I want to arch our cabbage, there is an old man here, and there is no door!Ye

Shuwen thought extremely unhappily in his heart.

This will take a long time, and the second expert has finished his opinion, just like the first.

At this time, all the cameras and eyes were focused on the third expert.

The expert's hair was completely white, but his complexion was ruddy and in good spirits.

From beginning to end, the expert remained silent, even when the other two peers were voluminously expressing their opinions.

He didn't have any change in expression, which is very intriguing.

For some reason, Ye Shuwen saw that this expert's attitude was so cold, and he had a hint of foreboding in his heart.

Subconsciously, Ye Shuwen glanced at Lin Xuan again.

Lin Xuan sat on the mahogany sofa, his waist straight, feeling Ye Shuwen's gaze, and still returned an indifferent smile.

"This bowl is a fake. The

white-haired expert's slow comments were like dropping a pebble on the surface of a calm lake.

There was an uproar at the show.

The owner of the porcelain bowl had an angry face on his face, obviously very unconvinced.

The two colleagues who praised this porcelain bowl before also had blue and white faces.

"Huang Lao, can you tell me your reason?" the host said at the right time.

It not only stopped the uproar at the scene, but also temporarily suppressed the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the other two experts.

The expert, known as Huang Lao, tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, and after a few long seconds, he slowly spoke:

"This porcelain bowl is indeed beautiful, flawless, no matter how you look at it, it is an indisputable piece of blue and white porcelain of Ming Hongwu. This

sentence confused everyone, including Ye Shuwen in front of the TV.

He frowned, as if he was thinking about the true meaning of this old yellow saying.

"Old Huang, what you said, I was confused. If this bowl is flawless, why do you conclude that it is a fake?"

the host tactfully asked the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"Because it's so much like the real thing!".