Shenhao Starts With Antique Treasure Appraisal

Bald Qiang threw away the cards in his hand.

"No more playing, let's go, let's go!"

Several other people stood up and scattered around the house while grumbling, sitting or standing.

At this time, the woman came over. She had a strong fragrance and her face was covered with heavy makeup, making her look very coquettish.

"Hey, how good-looking this girl is, is she your wife?" the woman asked Li Tianming.

Li Tianming said calmly: "My girlfriend is about to get her certificate."

This gorgeously dressed woman is called Sister Xi, and she is considered Mr. Ma's sweetheart.

As he spoke, Li Tianming put his arms around Zhou Tong's slim waist.

Li Tianming clearly felt Zhou Tong's body tremble, and then gradually relaxed.

Not to mention, it is soft and feels good to the touch.

Li Tianming felt very happy, and it would be a good idea to take advantage of the opportunity of undercover to finger this pretty little policewoman.

"You two, come and sit down." Sister Xi pointed to the wooden stools next to the table and said.

Li Tianming took Zhou Tong's hand and sat on the chair side by side.

Li Tianming felt that Zhou Tong's palms were wet, and he had obviously sweated a lot. It seemed that this was his first time doing such undercover work.

The bald Mr. Ma sat opposite the two of them and looked at them with a smile.

Mr. Ma pulled aside the cards on the table and asked, "Do you smoke?"

"Have one." Li Tianming said.

Mr. Ma pushed over a cigarette case and lighter.

Li Tianming took a look and saw that it was a box of Yellow Crane Tower 1916.

"The cigarettes are good." Li Tianming said, took out one, held it in his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it.

For a moment, smoke sprayed out from Ji Tianming's mouth.

Zhou Tong looked at Li Tianming out of the corner of his eye, thinking that this guy was too into the drama, even smoking looked like he was enjoying it.

You know, he is an undercover police officer, but you don’t know, you thought Li Tianming was with these tomb robbers!

Then, Li Tianming blew out a smoke ring, which hit Master Ma's face.

Mr. Ma was startled, thinking that this boy was brave enough to be so arrogant in my territory.

Only then did Mr. Ma put away his contempt a little.

Wang Shouye couldn't stay here any longer, so he said, "Brother Ma, just keep talking and I won't disturb you."

With that said, Wang Shouye bowed and opened the door and went out without looking at the situation in the room.

Mr. Ma leaned on the chair and played with the lighter in his hand: "What's wrong? You like collecting antiques? It doesn't look like you are old enough."

Li Tianming took another puff of cigarette and exhaled the smoke before saying: "Master Ma, are there any age differences when it comes to collecting?"

"That's not true, it's just that young people usually collect in a small way. I think you came to me in the wrong place.

Mr. Ma paused, then said with a smile: "The antique market may be more suitable for you."

Others in the room laughed too.

What Mr. Ma means is that Li Tianming has no money.

Li Tianming showed a disdainful expression: "Master Ma, I came here because I heard that you have good things here. If you don't have anything here, then I won't waste time with you here. Goodbye."

With that said, Li Tianming stood up with Zhou Tong in his arms and was about to leave.

Mr. Ma quickly smiled and asked the two of them to sit down: "Little brother, don't worry, we are doing this kind of business, how can we not talk about it first? Who said I don't have anything here?"

With that said, Mr. Ma said to his accomplice sitting on the sofa: "Shunzi, take that treasure and give it to this little brother.

Soon, Shunzi brought a box from the house and placed it on the table.

"Little brother, let's see if it suits your eyes." Mr. Ma said with a smile.

The box is not small, and the items inside are also small.

Li Tianming brought the box to him and opened it. It turned out to be a tea set.

A pot and four cups were properly placed in the box.

That pot is very beautiful. The spout, handle and lid are all blue.

The body of the pot is green, with a beautiful picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water painted on it.

Li Tianming took out the pot and looked at it carefully, and then at the bottom of the pot. There was a square seal engraved on it, which was the word "Heaven".

Zhou Tong, who was next to him, also leaned over and looked curiously.

Zhou Tong looked at Li Tianming's face again, a little worried that he didn't understand anything and was exposed.

Just listen to Li Tianming ask: "Did Shao Daheng make the pot?"

Mr. Ma snapped his fingers: "Oh, you are indeed an expert. This is Shao Daheng's masterpiece. Do you know how much his teapot sold at the Hong Kong Island auction two years ago? Six million! Still! Hong Kong dollars!”

Shao Daheng was a famous tea set craftsman in the middle and late Qing Dynasty. Even the Qing royal family liked to use his tea sets to enjoy tea.

…Please give me flowers…

Li Tianming raised his eyes and glanced at Master Ma, and said calmly: "Master Ma, are you kidding me?"

"Hey?" Mr. Ma's face condensed after hearing this, "What do you mean?"

"Shao Daheng was a master of literati pot making in the Qing Dynasty. Do you know what a literati pot is?"

Li Tianming held the pot in the palm of his hand with one hand: "The so-called literati pot is too big to fit in the palm of your hand. Master Ma, this pot is a little too big. Pour in water, and the literati pot can fit in the palm of your hand." If you hold it, you will be exhausted."

Mr. Ma's face looked a little ugly, and he hesitated to speak. He seemed to have nothing to say.

The friends who were doing their own thing also stopped what they were doing and turned their attention here.

Even Sister Xi came over curiously, wanting to hear what the young man had to say.

Even Zhou Tong listened with great interest and completely forgot that he was in a den of thieves.

"In addition, the literati teapot is also called the Guangsu teapot. You should know from the name that it is a single-color purple clay teapot."

Li Tianming said with a mocking expression on his face: "What kind of pot is this? This is a colorful pot. How could it be the handiwork of Shao Daheng?"

Mr. Ma finally managed to squeeze out a smile: "Little brother, what you said is wrong. Even if, as you said, Shao Daheng is good at making literati pots, no one says that he hasn't made other pots? Maybe they are. I want to try a new pot species!”

Li Tianming shook his head and said calmly: "It's easy to judge the authenticity of Shao Daheng's work. You can tell by looking at the inscription. Shao Daheng's inscription was written by himself and then engraved on it one by one."

Li Tianming turned the pot over with the bottom facing up: "Master Ma, have you seen it? Your style is a seal, which is too fake."

With that said, Li Tianming put the pot back into the box, closed the lid, and pushed it in front of Master Ma.

"Master Ma, what you call good stuff is this kind of rubbish that doesn't look like anything else?"

After hearing this, Master Ma's expression changed.

The other three people also stood up, feeling that this boy was too arrogant.

Zhou Tong clenched his fists so that if the opponent made a move, he could react in time.

At the same time, Zhou Tong also secretly complained that Li Tianming had taken the courage of a leopard.

How can there be an undercover agent like him? A few lives are not enough!.