Chapter 52 Yuan Dynasty Yuan Dynasty red-glazed sculpture with chilong pattern goblet

Style: Romance Author: Supernatural No. 13Words: 2249Update Time: 24/01/11 15:28:29
This sentence directly made Wang Bin's heart rise to his throat.

He thought that Lin Feng should be able to assess the situation in this situation. Even if he had some opinions about these porcelains, he should reserve his opinions instead of saying something unpleasant.

Of course, if there are some unpleasant words, Wang Bin will find a way to round them off to avoid conflicts.

But when Lin Feng opened his mouth, he said that all of Mr. Wu's proud collections were fakes, which made Wang Bin not even know where to start.

He looked at Lin Feng and didn't know what to say.

He could almost predict what was going to happen next, and his brows couldn't help but twitch.

There is a tea table in the room.

When Wu Zhenshan asked Lin Feng, he asked while making tea. When Wu Zhenshan heard this, he became angry.

He slammed the teacup on the table, stared at Lin Feng, and asked. Read the book

"What did you say?"

Wang Bin could feel Wu Zhenshan's anger even as he stood aside.

He quickly smoothed things over.

"Mr. Wu, you misunderstood. Mr. Lin didn't mean that. He meant..."

But Lin Feng interrupted Wang Bin and said again.

"There are ninety-eight pieces of porcelain in the entire room, on the ancient shelves. Without exception, they are all fakes!"

"Mr. Lin..."

Wang Bin was caught in the middle and was about to cry.

Wu Zhenshan took a step forward, gritted his teeth, stared at Lin Feng angrily, and said viciously.

"Little friend Lin, say it again!"

"Don't forget, my identity as Wu Zhenshan is that I am the vice president of the Luo City Antiques Association, and I am also a first-level appraiser specializing in porcelain. Do you dare to say that all of my collections are fakes? Who will give it to you? The courage?"

Wu Zhenshan's momentum was so strong that even Wang Bin, standing in the middle, felt trembling.

He knew that this scene could not be contained.

But Lin Feng still said calmly.

"Antique appraisal, the authentic one is the authentic one, the fake one is the fake one, and the fake one cannot be real!"

Wu Zhenshan asked back.

"You mean, I, Wu Zhenshan, got a blind eye?"

"Furthermore, have all the ninety-eight pieces of porcelain in my collection, including twelve important ones, been drilled?"

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Lin Feng still only said one word.

But one word is enough to express his attitude.

Wu Zhenshan's momentum was overwhelming.

Wang Bin couldn't help but shrink his neck. He knew that Wu Zhenshan was not only an expert in porcelain appraisal, but also a martial arts practitioner. He was also very good at fighting. Wang Bin felt that if the quarrel continued like this, he would probably get into a fight. stand up.

He quickly went to call Mr. Chen.

But at this time, Mr. Chen couldn't get through on the phone.

After dialing several times, the number you dialed could not be connected, which made Wang Bin increasingly anxious.

If the situation continued to escalate, he didn't know how it would end.

Wu Zhenshan approached Lin Feng step by step. He stared directly at Lin Feng with a ferocious expression.

"I, Wu Zhenshan, am over fifty years old. I have always been the one to appraise other people's treasures. If I say this thing is right, he will be right. If I say it is wrong, then it is wrong. When will it be your turn as a little kid to give advice?"

"How dare you accuse me of punching you in the eyes?"

"Boy, I'll give you another chance. Let me ask you, how do you feel about the porcelain I have collected on my ancient shelves?"

The tone of Wu Zhenshan's words was extremely serious.

Wang Bin was extremely nervous.

Before Lin Feng could speak, he immediately rushed over and interrupted Lin Feng's words.

"Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin, be careful what you say!"

"Mr. Lin, actually, I think these porcelains from Mr. Wu are pretty good. Take a closer look. These porcelains look like they have big doors. There must be nothing wrong with them! The underglaze is red, how beautiful it is. The word "Heaven" Jar, only one portion!"

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Bin was guiding Lin Feng crazily, hoping to use Wu Zhenshan's last inquiry to smooth the situation.

Moreover, Wang Bin also felt that Wu Zhenshan asked again just to find a way out for him. After all, Lin Feng was a guest invited by Mr. Chen. If he really offended someone, it would affect his friendship with Mr. Chen.

Wang Bin is a person who is very good at assessing situations. He feels that as long as he stops Lin Feng, he can resolve this crisis.

In this way, he can give Mr. Chen a job.

But.

Faced with this situation, Lin Feng remained calm.

His heart has always been very stable. Firstly, Wu Zhenshan's momentum cannot suppress Lin Feng. Secondly, when it comes to judging the situation, Lin Feng's ability is no worse than anyone else. The reason why he still remains calm despite Mr. Wu's anger. Telling the truth depends on his own judgment and his own intentions.

Therefore, when Wang Bin tried his best to stop Lin Feng.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, indicating that he would be careful with what he said, and then walked to an archaeological shelf and picked up one of the Yuan Dynasty's underglazed red-painted chilong-patterned goblets.

Wang Bin looked forward to Lin Feng changing his tone.

But Lin Feng still said.

"I still say the same thing, these porcelains, without exception, are all fakes!"

Wang Bin almost vomited blood when he heard this.

He even felt that Lin Feng was hopeless.

Wu Zhenshan threw the tea cup to the ground. With a crash, Wu Zhenshan's tea cup immediately shattered.

He pointed at Lin Feng.

"You kid, you're hopeless!"

"Old Chen said you are a genius, but I think you are just a mediocre person!"

"Okay, okay, you said that I, Wu Zhenshan, was blind and that all the fine products in my collection are fakes. Well, tell me, where are the fakes in these things of mine?"

"If you can't tell me, I'm telling you, you don't want to leave today, and you don't want to hang out in the antique circle in the future!"

Wu Zhenshan clenched his fists and made a squeaking sound.

Lin Feng held the underglaze red goblet calmly.

He moved the upper part of the cup with one hand and said.

"This is a revolving cup that was popular in the Yuan Dynasty. The cup on top can be rotated by holding the handle."

"But the bottom of the one I have is real, and the upper part and cup body are fake."

"The craftsmanship of this fake cup is good. It even uses the traditional underglaze red firing method, using copper as the colorant, and drawing patterns on the white body. After the patterns are drawn, colorless and transparent glaze is applied, and it is heated at 1350 degrees It is fired in the above high-temperature reduction flame."

"Underglaze red firing is extremely difficult. The error in furnace temperature and flame control cannot exceed 10 degrees. If it is higher, the copper color will fly less. If it is lower, the copper color will become black. The normal firing probability is less than 1%. about."

"After it was fired, it was polished with wax and ash to give it an aged look. The technique was skillful."

"If this object is not treated as an auction item and is misrepresented as real, then in a sense it is not considered a fake, but rather a restoration of ancient cultural relics!"

When these words are finished.

There was a hint of surprise on Wu Zhenshan's face.

Obviously, Lin Feng was right.

Wang Bin was also extremely surprised by what Lin Feng said. He heard Mr. Chen say that Lin Feng was a master, but he didn't expect that he could judge and understand an antique to such an extent.

Wu Zhenshan continued to have a cold face, picked up the secret-color porcelain bowl next to him and asked.

"Where is this secret-color porcelain bowl from the Yue Kiln of the Five Dynasties?"