Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Mrs. Fu asked, "Lao Zhang, what's the use of you using this?"

"As long as it is a genuine Xuande furnace, burn it on the fire, all the decay and sludge on it will automatically fade away, and the color will change brilliantly and change according to the temperature increase." Zhang Lao said and did as he said.

Everyone watched intently, wondering if it was really as magical as Zhang Lao said.

After about ten minutes or so, a magical scene appeared.

I saw that the Xuande stove, which was originally dark, was slowly falling off with the height of the fire temperature.

From dark to light, and finally restore the original appearance.

"!!! Look! It's really changed!"

"Are you sure it's not magic? This is too beautiful!"

"It was still a waste product a second ago, how can it be the same as the tribute treasures in ancient times!"

"That's right, this is the Xuande furnace. It's exactly the same as what I saw in the documentation. It's absolutely exquisite!"

There was a burst of exclamation and screams, and everyone was shocked.

Is there a more wonderful picture than what they saw with their own eyes, and the thousand-year-old monuments are presented in front of their eyes?

Lan Yaqin's face was blackened into a piece of charcoal this time, and with the blows one after another, she really turned herself off.

"There is a furnace that is really weird, and the muscles are greasy and the flesh is very refreshing. The narrow-sided scorpion's ears hide the color of the scriptures, and the yellow clouds are hidden and sculpted."

Zhang Lao pulled up the Xuande furnace and said slowly, "The furnace in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties has a sense of simplicity and simplicity. The lines of the furnace in the Yongzheng period are soft, while the fine furnace craftsmanship in the Qianlong period reached the highest point in history. The furnace is the most exquisite one."

Mrs. Fu couldn't help but grab Fu Ting's hand, "It turned out to be true, how did you see it, Xiao Ting?"

Only then did everyone's eyes slowly return to Fu Ting's body, with a very complicated mood.

Probably the pain of being beaten in the face!

Fu Ting, "Intuition,"

Everyone: ? ? ?

You got the antique on your fucking guts? Dare to pull a little more hatred!

"The next generation is terrifying! Sure enough, the latter is terrifying!!" Zhang Lao came to Fu Ting in a single step, his eyes glowing with excitement, and he said, "Little girl, if it wasn't for your discerning eyes, then this Xuande furnace would be destroyed by him. If the original holder is thrown away or destroyed, then this cultural relic will not belong to our country at all, it is you who saved the cultural relic!"

Zhang Lao wiped his face and said, "As we all know, there are not many cultural relics in our country. Many cultural relics were lost in the reform of the times and could not be found abroad. It is a great honor for our motherland to be able to recover one of them. , you are a great hero!"

Crowd: ......

Speaking of which, Fu Ting's image instantly became taller!

"Little Ting, you are very good."

Mrs. Fu glanced at Fu Ting with admiration. Even though this girl didn't grow up in Fu's family, she had grown up so well.

Jiang Yan showed a spring-like smile, "Xiao Ting, I didn't expect you to be so good at analyzing antiques. We just narrowed our eyes. I apologize to you, I hope you don't mind."

Lan Yaqin said unwillingly, "Lao Zhang, since you are here, why don't you help us analyze this thousand-year-old porcelain! It's not worse than Xuande furnace!"

Zhang Lao gave her an impatient look, "Take it and take it away, even this fake is worthy of a thousand-year-old porcelain, don't get in my way!"

Fake?

Lan Yaqin choked, her expression suddenly ugly, "Why is this a fake? This is a thousand-year-old porcelain that my daughter bought back for 15 million, please take a closer look!"

Zhang Lao sneered, "Am I an archaeologist or you are an archaeologist, is it real or fake? Could it be that I can't tell the difference? The so-called thousand-year-old porcelain in your mouth is just a bottle made of emerald glass. The workmanship is If you have to be more consummate, you will be tricked into believing that the fake is the real one."

Lan Yaqin was stunned.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened.

how come……

Zhang Lao looked at her with pity and said, "Porcelain ice cracks are made of natural crystals, and the crystallization process of natural crystals will not produce ice cracks, but some of the crystals in the process of growth. "Traces" are just, not the obvious man-made cracks on your porcelain that we are seeing now, understand?"

Lan Yaqin, "..."

No, she didn't want to understand at all.

Jiang Yan clasped her palms, her face was hot.

She finally realized that she had been cheated!

Zhang Lao stroked his beard, "All in all, the glass bottle in your hands is not expensive at all, it's just ordinary glass, if you buy it in the market, you can buy it for 100 yuan. There are several, so be more mindful in the future!"

After Zhang Lao finished speaking, he took out his camera and took several pictures of the Xuande stove, and left with a satisfied face.

The whole hall was fried like dripping water in the oil pan.

"So after a long time, what was really worth 100 yuan turned out to be the porcelain ice crack that Miss Jiang chose?"

"What kind of porcelain ice crack? Didn't you hear what Zhang Lao said? It's a glass bottle, and it's not worth a hundred yuan!"

"Wrong, they didn't buy fakes that cost 100 yuan, but spent 15 million to buy fakes that weren't worth 100 yuan! Too bad!"

"That's not right! Isn't it the point! Miss Fu bought an antique worth hundreds of millions for a hundred yuan?"

"Fuck! This is the real boss!"

Lan Yaqin's face turned pale and blue, and she wanted to make up for it.

Mrs. Fu glanced at her coldly, "Have you had enough trouble today?"

Lan Yaqin, "..."

She just wants to strangle Jiang Yan now, what kind of rubbish this idiot bought, it hurts her!

Jiang Yan suddenly said with red eyes, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I didn't expect that I would be deceived, disturbing your mood for your birthday, please blame me!"

Mrs. Fu was really uncomfortable, but when she thought of Jiang Yan's design draft and the starting point was also to congratulate her on her birthday, her face was not too ugly, and she comforted, "It's okay, it's fine if you have this heart, remember to be careful next time. Be careful, don't listen to others, you won't be deceived!"

Jiang Yan clenched her fingertips and hummed. From an angle that no one could see, she suddenly gave Fu Ting a grim look.

Antiques are in front, everyone is eager to appreciate the antiques, Lan Yaqin leads Jiang Yan to the back.

Fu Ting blinked ignorantly, then suddenly stared at Cen Lian and said, "Elder Zhang, you called."

Tone is an affirmative word.

Cen Juan was an academician, and he knew a lot of bigwigs through his channels, so he was the only one who invited him.

In fact, it was indeed done by Cen Juan. He guessed that there would be such a turmoil, and specially informed Zhang Lao, because Zhang Lao's fanatical demand for Xuande furnace would definitely come.

As long as Zhang Lao came, Fu Ting would be able to attract attention.

Cen Juan copied his pocket with one hand, with a very lazy attitude, lowered his eyelashes, and smiled lowly, "Well~ How are you going to thank brother?"

10,000 words to make up, there are still in the evening, just ask for a ticket duck!

I will write about dancing for a while, hahaha!