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Lu Dayuan: "Hey! Not 110 million, just 120 million!"

"I heard from Yao He that you are also a collector and have many treasures at home."

"If you are short of money in the future and want to buy something related to porcelain, just come to me directly."

"Let's just make friends."

For Lu Dayuan, ten million is nothing, and every classic porcelain is his favorite.

If I could have a good relationship with Lin Yuan, I might receive good porcelain at any time in the future. How cool would it be?

Lin Xuan was about to speak when he saw someone coming into the hall.

Lin Xuan knows this person!

It was the middle-aged man who made the first offer when I bought this bottle.

The middle-aged man didn't notice Lin Xuan and walked up to Lu Dayuan: "Mr. Lu, I have a meeting notice."

While talking, the middle-aged man was still thinking about missing the baby in the morning.

Absently.

Lu Dayuan glanced casually: "Just say I'm not free."

The middle-aged man turned around, glanced at the bottles on the table, and then saw Lin Xuan.

The middle-aged man understood instantly.

The boss said he came here to buy a national treasure, wouldn’t it be this one?

The middle-aged man was ecstatic: Good fellow, the time has come to make a contribution.

Boy, you were disgusting in the morning, but you hit me in the afternoon.

Middle-aged man: "Mr. Lu, you don't want to buy this, do you?"

Lu Dayuan: "What? Do you need the approval of the board of directors to buy this? I'll use my own money. You can get out first."

"No, Mr. Lu, this bottle is fake!"

As soon as these words came out, several people present were confused.

Liu Sanyuan: "How could it be fake? I saw it myself."

Middle-aged man: "Who are you?"

For people like Liu Sanyuan who want money, status, status, status, and identity, the most annoying thing is being knocked down by others.

Blowing his beard and staring: "I am not talented, I am the vice president of the Haicheng Antique Appraisal Association, the vice president of the Longguo Porcelain Collection Association, the first-level master of Longguo Art Appraisal, and the first notary and person in charge of the Haicheng Antique Collection and Trading Network. , Liu Sanyuan."

The middle-aged man was stupid and hurriedly said: "Mr. Liu, don't be anxious, just listen to me."

"I saw this thing when I went to Yunzhou Antique Street this morning. This gentleman was at the scene at the time."

"I could hear clearly at that time that this thing was copied by Master Sun of Qilu a few years ago."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly: "Master Liu, do you think this was done in the past few years?"

"Impossible!" Liu Sanyuan said firmly: "I have been eating this bowl of rice for forty years!"

"I can still tell the difference between old and real. If someone can avoid my eyes if they are old, then they can avoid the world's porcelain appraisers."

Lin Xuan smiled: "What this person said is true."

When Lin Xuan said this, Chen Yaohe, Lu Dayuan, and Liu Sanyuan were all stunned.

Admit to selling fake goods?

Lin Xuan continued: "However, I bought it because I saw someone's imitation was the same as my genuine one. The imitation was already brittle (the antique shop is called cei, which means falling)."

Liu Sanyuan laughed loudly: "I also know Lao Sun, who makes chicken fat yellow glaze. He originally made the utensils according to the Qianlong Dynasty."

"Of course it will be exactly the same as the real thing after it is made, otherwise it would not be his turn to become famous."

"It's nothing."

The middle-aged man was anxious: "This is obviously an excuse!"

Lu Dayuan also hesitated.

As a collector, what I hate most is being treated like a monkey.

If a collector of his own level buys a fake product by mistake, he will be ridiculed by his friends in the same circle for a lifetime.

Lin Xuan and Lu Dayuan didn't know each other, and Chen Yaohe wouldn't fool him.

But Chen Yaohe firmly felt that Lin Xuan could not come up with fakes.

Chen Yaohe had seen Lin Xuan's collection with his own eyes.

There may not be anyone in the world who has a richer collection of wine and tea than Lin Xuan.

How could such an awesome person even bother selling fake goods?

Lin Xuan smiled: "That's it for now. Let's find a specialized appraisal agency and check it with equipment."

Liu Sanyuan looked at Lu Dayuan.

Lu Dayuan: "Since Lin Xuan said so, please ask Mr. Liu to come with us and we will do a carbon 14 identification."

…

Haicheng Archaeological Institute.

Several people stood outside the laboratory.

Materials usually contain carbon 14, and carbon 14 has a stable half-life. By measuring the carbon 14 content in a material, the age of the item can be mathematically deduced.

However, domestic antique appraisal does not use this method.

It would only be used in archeology, so a few people came to the Archaeological Institute.

Lu Dayuan: "Dean Zhao, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, the results will be available in a moment."

Lin Xuan is confident, which makes the middle-aged man a little worried.

‘Did I really guess wrong? ’

A young experimenter came out: "Dean, the report is out, please take a look."

Dean Zhao read the report: "This thing is 60% likely to have been made in 1764, and 100% to have been made between 1744 and 1784."

"It's definitely something from the Qianlong Dynasty."

Dean Zhao: "This is a chicken fat yellow glass vase. There is only one in the Forbidden City. Lao Lu, I hope you can catch something good this time. Are you interested in donating it to Haicheng Museum?"

Lu Dayuan's eyes widened: "You old fool, you only want to do good things. Donate it to the museum when I die. Before I die, I have to sleep with it in my arms every day!"

Obviously, the two people have been friends for many years, so they talked like this.

Lu Dayuan was very happy and turned around: "Lin Xuan, this thing costs 120 million. I will ask the bank to transfer the money to you right away."

As he said that, Lu Dayuan turned around and said, "Manager Hua, although today is the weekend, I remember that you went to the antique street in the morning when you changed shifts?"

The middle-aged man was covered in cold sweat and dared not speak.

Lin Xuan said happily: "It can't be fake. Let's sign a contract. This is a family heirloom and has never been buried. Dean Zhao should know it very well."

Dean Zhao nodded: "Yes, there is no sign of being unearthed. It is not easy to preserve this thing."

While waiting for the payment to be transferred, Lin Xuan looked at Dean Zhao making a small box and was a little curious.

After taking a look, I became even more curious.

"Dean Zhao, in our domestic archeology, can we still find watches?"

"Ah?" Dean Zhao smiled: "No, this is not from archeology."

"This is what I received some time ago. It is the first batch of precious watches produced by Patek Philippe when it was founded 170 years ago."

"It's a pity that it's rotten inside."

"I brought it here today to let the repairman at the hospital see if it can be repaired. It can no longer be repaired."

Dean Zhao looked very disappointed: "If it hadn't been broken, it would have been worth at least six million euros. Unfortunately, if it was broken, it would have been worth more than a thousand euros at most."

Lin Xuan: "Dean Zhao, I'm interested in this thing. How about you give it to me?"

I just learned the term "yun" from Lu Dayuan and Liu Sanyuan when it comes to antique trading.

Dean Zhao: "No problem, give it to you."

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