Chapter 19

It has to be said that the old man is also very proficient in antiques. His analysis was clear-cut. With a few words, these people's doubts were immediately resolved.

At this time, Dongfang Hong also took out a song Ru kiln vase and said, "after master Shen Yunzhou's identification, this song Ru vase is a fake, but I don't know where it came from. I hope Mr. Wang can solve my confusion."

Old Wang smiled and said, "master Shen is on a par with me in this rumor. Since he said it was a fake, it can't be wrong."

"Shen Yunzhou?" Yehaoxuan moved and remembered the middle-aged man from the antique street.

Dongfang Hong pointed out one of the above evils and said, "master Shen only saw this forged trace on this side, but he can't see it in other places. Please ask Mr. Wang to see if there are any flaws in other places."

Mr. Wang nodded, took the vase, looked at it carefully and said, "this ceramic is a imitation of the Song Dynasty. It is a high imitation of the vase. The flaw is the only one you just pointed out. Without this flaw, it would be unreal."

Mr. Wang then said, "this vase is a high imitation. Although the craft is good, it has little collection value. It is good to warn future generations to learn."

Dongfang Hong nodded and said, "I bought this vase with 300000 yuan from an antique city. I thought my eyes would be no worse. I didn't expect that there would be no end to learning. Ha ha... Let's hear it. I'll teach you a lesson."

Saying this, Dongfang Hong raised the vase high and wanted to fall to the ground.

In fact, these people don't treat money as money at all. They spend 300000 yuan to listen. They are still happy.

At this time, yehaoxuan suddenly said, "wait a minute, can I have a look at this vase?"

Dongfang Hong was stunned. He said with a sneer, "why, are you interested? The poor also pretend to be elegant here to play with antiques?"

Wang said with a smile, "antiques are art, regardless of poverty."

All the people present were people with status. If Dongfang Hong embarrasses ye haoxuan now, he seems to be a little petty. At that moment, he said, "what old Wang said is true."

Yehaoxuan took the vase and looked at it over and over again, but he was puzzled.

Now yehaoxuan has a heritage of art and can see things that normal people can't see. Since the last time he searched for paintings, he knows that every antique has a spirit. As long as it is a work of art, whether it is modern or ancient, he can see some clues from it.

These spirits represent the quintessence of Chinese culture and are found in every fine work.

After reading it several times, I found that the vase is still a high imitation, not an antique, but the essence of the vase is not fake.

Yehaoxuan couldn't see anything for a moment, so he said, can you sell it to me?

Dongfang Hong sneered: "if you like it, you can give it to you. The high imitation is not worth any money. I'm saying, can you afford it?"

He had just asked people to find out the background of yehaoxuan, and knew that he was just a boy without money.

Yehaoxuan said, "you bought it with money. Tell me the price, or you will be ashamed of it."

When ye haoxuan mentioned that he had spent money to buy it, Dongfang Hong frowned and felt angry. Although 300000 was nothing to him, it meant that his own vision was not good. He immediately sneered and said, "since it was 300000, you can take 300000."

He thought that yehaoxuan couldn't get 300000 yuan at all. Unexpectedly, yehaoxuan nodded and said, "OK, transfer the money."

Dongfang Hong was stunned and immediately reported his account number.

Yehaoxuan borrowed a notebook and transferred it.

However, Dongfang Hong sneered and said, "the earth buns are earth buns. If you take a fake and use it as a treasure, you should earn more than 300000 yuan for most of your life."

Yehaoxuan frowned and did not answer.

Knowing that yehaoxuan's family condition was not good, Zhou Ming could not have paid so much money if the previous ancient painting had not sold for onemillion yuan. He whispered, "Xiaohao, is there any mystery in this vase?"

Ye haoxuan nodded slowly and said, "I just see something wrong, but I can't tell what's wrong. It should be a good thing."

When yehaoxuan said something, Wang laodeng on the other side was a little unhappy. The antique was identified as a high imitation by Shen Yunzhou and his two masters, but yehaoxuan said it was a good object. Isn't that hitting him in the face?

At that moment, he said with some displeasure, "you may as well tell me what your opinion is."

Yehaoxuan said with a smile, "I just don't think it's right. I can't see anything. Old Wang laughed."

Old Wang said with a cold snort, "young people today don't want to make progress and aim high. Young people should be steady and down-to-earth."

Yehaoxuan frowned. He was a little unhappy about the old man. Did he offend him by saying his own opinion?

Yehaoxuan turned the vase over, but unexpectedly found that there was a bit of hair thin colloidal material at the bottom of the vase. His heart moved, and he immediately understood.

"Why, did you find anything?" Seeing that yehaoxuan's look had changed, linjianye immediately asked.

Ye haoxuan nodded and said, "I see the problem. Is there a blade?"

Linjianye immediately found a thin blade. Yehaoxuan took the blade and gently scratched a fine mark on the bottle from top to right.

He started very slowly and gently. After finishing the stroke, he carefully picked the head of the blade on the fine mark, then put the blade aside and gently lifted it. A piece of resin as thin as a cicada's wing was lifted from the vase.

The color of blue and white porcelain appeared on the vase. Yehaoxuan continued to lift it up, and then took a thin layer of spray paint from the vase.

"This..." the people on the spot were surprised. It was obvious that the vase was covered with a thin film with a clever technique, which concealed the original appearance of the vase. But the technique was so clever that even the two masters were deceived.

Yehaoxuan gently turned over the bottle. There was a signature on the bottle, with Wang Bu's works written on it.

"May I have a look?" Wang Lao's face changed greatly, and his voice was a little unnatural.

Yehaoxuan nodded and handed over the vase.

Old Wang read it over and over again, then exclaimed: "this, this is Wang Bu's work."

"Wang Bu?" Except that Zhou Ming and yehaoxuan didn't understand antiques, the rest of the people present were surprised.

Wang Bu is a master of modern ceramics. His works are characterized by novel composition, distinct layers, thick colors, strong strokes and vivid painting. In the composition, he often excludes all unnecessary scenery. The picture is very simple and decorative. In particular, his original blue and white capital meaning technique boldly applies the ink splashing technique of traditional Chinese painting to blue and white painting.