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"What do you mean?" Liu Caiwang asked puzzledly.
"I know there is a folk legend that says that the porcelain produced by the official kiln during the Yongzheng period only has the character Yong on the bottom, and the character Yong must be missing one stroke to be true. But I can tell you now that this legend is false!" Lu Fan said with certainty.
The bottom of this porcelain bowl has the character Yong missing one stroke.
"How is it possible?" Liu Caiwang snatched the bowl and held it in his hand, "This is a treasure I bought for 400,000 yuan. How could it be fake?"
"Four hundred thousand? I don't think four hundred is worth it." Lu Fan shook his head.
A fake is a fake, even if it looks like the real thing, it is worthless.
"It's impossible. I've heard this statement too. Many people agree with it. Boss Liu has also asked many experts to identify it. It's impossible that all those experts have admitted it wrong, right?" A policeman couldn't help but raise a question.
You know, the authenticity of these things plays a crucial role in the conviction of the two servants.
If these things are true, they are treasures worth millions. Stealing a treasure with such a high value is certainly a much more serious crime than stealing a bunch of worthless fakes.
"I remember." Tang Yuxi had been thinking hard since just now, and now she finally shouted in surprise.
"It was mentioned in a book on the appreciation of Qing Dynasty porcelain published in May this year that there were only three kinds of inscriptions on the bottom of Yongzheng official kiln porcelain, namely Yongzheng year system of the Qing Dynasty, Yongzheng year system and Yongzheng imperial system. There was no That missing character Yong!"
"What book are you reading? Is the person who published the book professional? This has been appraised by the top experts in Yizhou City and Qilu Province!" Liu Caiwang was not so polite to Lu Fan when treating Tang Yuxi.
In his opinion, Tang Yuxi was just a vase following Lu Fan. Although she was indeed very beautiful, as long as she had money, how many beautiful girls could he not find?
So there is no need to be polite when treating a vase like this.
"Haha, the book I'm reading is a new one published by Professor Jin Ming, the deputy director of the National Museum. It's called "Qing Dynasty Porcelain". If Boss Liu is interested, you can come and study it." Tang Yuxi counterattacked unceremoniously.
Liu Wangcai was speechless.
A figure at the level of director of the National Museum can basically represent the highest level of the domestic antiques industry.
Jin Ming's achievements in Ming and Qing porcelain are even more world-famous. In this field, he can be regarded as the first person in the world.
If he explicitly said this in the book, it must be true, even if it is false it is true!
Then, Liu Wangcai looked at the porcelain bowl in his hand and felt like crying.
This broken bowl must be fake, and his 400,000 yuan was wasted.
"Okay, this bowl is obviously fake. Let's talk about these two paintings." Lu Fan picked up the two oil paintings again, "These two oil paintings are not signed, but you still regard them as treasures. , that means you think they are Senna’s paintings, right?”
"Yeah." Liu Caiwang responded dejectedly. He had an ominous premonition.
"Senna is a famous Neo-Impressionist painter in the West. His characteristic is that he does not like signatures, so the most valuable paintings without signatures are his paintings." Tang Yuxi also has a certain understanding of Western oil paintings.
But she couldn't tell whether the painting was authentic or fake.
"It's not that Senna doesn't like signatures, he just hides them." Lu Fan said with a smile, "Senna's habit is to sign with blue oil paint first, and then paint to cover the signature with paint."
"In this case, the signatures are indeed covered. How are we going to find them?" Tang Yuxi was a little confused.
The signature was painted in oil paint, so no one would be able to see the signature underneath the painting.
"If it were in the past, I'm afraid it would be really hard to find, but modern science and technology are so advanced, and there happened to be people from the police here. Let them take a multi-band light and shine it, and everything will be very clear." Lu Fan pointed out Pointing to a few policemen.
Several policemen changed their expressions on the spot, and one of them couldn't help but ask: "How do you know we are carrying multi-band lights? How do you know the function of multi-band lights?"
Multi-band light is a special light source used by the police when inspecting the scene, which can effectively detect traces such as blurred fingerprints and blood stains.
Its main function is to emit monochromatic light and use the difference in absorption rates of various colors of light between the trace and the background to enhance the contrast of the trace.
So if this oil painting is signed with blue oil paint first and then painted, you can see traces of the signature by illuminating it with a multi-band light.
But this kind of thing is generally understood by experts. Why does this young man know this?
This made several police officers a little suspicious.
"Haha, don't be nervous. Multi-band lights are widely used, and they are not just used in criminal investigation." Lu Fan didn't care at all.
The police had nothing to say. They took out multi-band lights and put on red glasses, but the result of the inspection was that there was no signature.
"Okay, I understand..." Liu Caiwang already seemed to be wilted, sitting on the sofa feeling extremely depressed.
In just a short period of time, he experienced great sorrow, great joy, and then great sorrow. He has not cried yet, and he can be considered to have good mental endurance.
Lu Fan seemed to have noticed Liu Caiwang's dejection: "There are still a few left, so I won't explain one by one how fake they are. In short, they are all fakes."
He couldn't bear to continue to expose Liu Caiwang's scars.
However, no one dared to ignore Lu Fan's words now.
After all, he has successfully put it in front of everyone twice in a row. No matter what he says now, everyone has to think about it carefully.
"Then let's take these things back and find someone to evaluate them." The leading policeman was more vigilant.
He no longer even calls these items antiques.
"Go ahead, go ahead." Liu Caiwang sat there and waved his hand in despair.
The police left with people and things, but he didn't even get up to see them off, he just sat there in a daze.
Lu Fan and Tang Yuxi looked at each other, and it seemed that their lunch had also been ruined.
However, this big fat man has just experienced such a human tragedy, and it is indeed inhumane to let him take care of the food.
Lu Fan had no choice but to order takeout for himself, and also helped Liu Caiwang order one as well.
"Old Liu, you won't forget all the important things, right? I'm here to help you treat people."
After dinner, looking at Liu Caiwang who was still lost, Lu Fan couldn't help but frown. "Oh, yes, there is still business to do!" Liu Caiwang cheered up and started eating.
