Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

After arriving in Beijing, Meng Haisheng did not make extensive contacts, only contacting Wu Jiang.

The two were old acquaintances. Meng Haisheng had taken care of Wu Jiang's business, and this meeting went very smoothly.

Wu Jiang's studio is located in an ordinary house on the outskirts of Beijing. This inconspicuous small workshop specializes in imitating various antiques.

Today, he is a well-known master of cultural relics restoration in the industry and has his own studio.

"Master Wu, you have changed a lot."

Meng Haisheng looked around the magnificent studio and couldn't help but sigh.

Various ancient craft tools are hung on the walls of the studio, and some antique fragments being restored are scattered on the wooden workbench.

The sunlight shines on these ancient objects through the window, adding a sense of precipitation of time to the space.

To be able to develop his craftsmanship to the level of Wu Jiang, he is indeed a leader among craftsmen.

Wu Jiang responded with a faint smile: "I can't help it. Although my job seems good now, I don't make much money. It's not as fast as the small workshop before."

The two smiled at each other, and they tacitly understood why the small workshop could make money quickly.

"I came here to ask for something. Master Wu, see if you have any artworks similar to these porcelains." Meng Haisheng pushed a dozen photos in front of Wu Jiang.

Wu Jiang just glanced at them and was amazed at the value and rarity of these porcelains.

"Boss Meng is generous when he makes a move. Each of these porcelains can be called a national treasure."

"These are all hoarded by me in my early years. Although they didn't seem expensive at that time, considering the income of ordinary people, these antiques naturally couldn't be sold at a good price."

"I was just lucky and bought a lot of them when the opportunity arose."

As a veteran in the industry, Wu Jiang naturally wouldn't believe Meng Haisheng's words completely.

In troubled times, some antiques are still priceless. It's probably not easy for Meng Haisheng to buy them at a low price. But both of them are businessmen, so some things are left unsaid.

"Boss Meng, I do have a few artworks similar to your photos."

Wu Jiang quickly picked out a few artworks similar to the photos from the inventory. There are eight porcelain pieces in total, including vases, large plates and jars.

"Boss Wu, can I take a look?"

"Of course, these are all top-quality goods. I usually don't even want to look at them. I only took them out to show you because Boss Meng and I are acquaintances."

Meng Haisheng understood what Wu Jiang meant. These high-quality imitation porcelains have never seen the light of day. It must be safe for him to take them to the market, and they will not be recognized as fakes at a glance.

Wu Jiang took out two antique porcelains from the basement, one was a Tang Sancai vase, and the other was a bowl with a koi painted on the bottom.

Every detail of these imitations is handled very delicately, and even an old expert like Meng Haisheng finds it difficult to distinguish the authenticity.

"These are all treasures. This koi bowl is almost exactly the same as the one in my hand."

Meng Haisheng said in surprise. He looked at it for a long time but could not find any flaws. Even the wear and tear on the bottom was handled very skillfully.

"The one in Mr. Meng's hand should have been bought from Mr. Qin in the antique street in the 1980s. The buyer was a rich kid. He originally had two, one sold to you, and wanted to keep the other for himself. As a result, he came to me to order ten imitations, but in the end, he didn't take any of them away. He was harmed and the other koi bowl was also lost."

"For many years, I have not touched these ten koi bowls, thinking that they might come in handy in the future."

Meng Haisheng laughed, "Boss Wu, give me four first, maybe I can help you sell these ten at once in the future."

"That's great, Boss Meng can help me clean up the inventory. I still have a lot of old things in my warehouse, and it's time to clean them up and put some new ones in."

"This is not urgent. I have a more urgent matter right now. When I was in Pengcheng before, I saw the twelve zodiac animal heads you made. I wonder if you can help me customize a few."

Wu Jiang didn't expect Meng Haisheng to have such a big appetite that he even dared to touch the twelve zodiac animals.

"Boss Meng, the fame of the twelve zodiac animal heads has just become popular, so now may not be the right time to start."

"I am not going to display them in China, but to exhibit them abroad as artworks."

"Of course, I also hope that Master Wu can make them more realistic so that foreign experts cannot distinguish the authenticity. Even if they use instruments to detect them, they cannot find that they are imitations."

"Boss Meng, you can rest assured that my craftsmanship in this regard is absolutely excellent. Even the masters of the cultural relics industry cannot distinguish the authenticity."

Wu Jiang is very confident in his craftsmanship. He has never made a mistake in all these years.

"Then Master Wu, please work hard to make the twelve zodiac animal heads as soon as possible."

"This is a hard job. If youIf you need it urgently, you can take the Pengcheng set first. Anyway, the cultural relics exhibition has ended, and the set of twelve zodiac animal heads is temporarily placed in the warehouse and has no use. "

Meng Haisheng continued to ask with some concern, "How is the quality of the twelve zodiac animal heads taken to the exhibition? You didn't cut corners, did you?"

Wu Jiang smiled.

"Of course I can't cut corners. Since I'm the one who made it, I have to make the best. Boss Meng can rest assured about this."

"Besides, the twelve zodiac animal heads are almost non-existent in the market, and they are a product of the Qing Dynasty. To be honest, if I make one with my eyes closed and put it together with the real thing, no one can tell which one is the real thing and which one is a work of art."

"That's natural. Master Wu's work must be extraordinary. "

With Wu Jiang's assurance, Meng Haisheng finally felt relieved.

He asked Zhang Lei to take photos of all the 8 pieces of porcelain in Wu Jiang's hands, and then add text introductions and stories.

Meng Haisheng always treats the goods he gets as works of art, but this may not be the case when he sells them.

On the other hand, Momo is about to meet Stephen Petty with Song Xi on the day of the appointment.

Early in the morning of that day, Bai Zimo called her and told her that he had arrived at the gate of her school.

The two hadn't seen each other for a while. When Momo came out, she dressed up and put on a light and elegant makeup.

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, Momo saw Bai Zimo standing not far away.

The two are obviously the same age, but Bai Zimo has grown up so fast in the past few years as if he had taken a magic pill. Now he is a head taller than her.

"Zimo."

Momo walked towards Bai Zimo happily.

"Wow, my Momo is getting more and more beautiful. "

Bai Zimo suddenly took out a bunch of white roses and handed them to Momo, "This is for you."

"Why are you so romantic all of a sudden and gave me white roses."

Momo was in a good mood and smiled with her eyebrows curved. It is estimated that no girl would be unhappy to receive roses.

"Because I feel that white roses are the best match for you."

The two young lovers hadn't seen each other for a long time. They stood on the roadside and were affectionate and affectionate. When Song Xi came over, they smiled like flowers.