Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said: "Master Gao, since most appraisers are not sure whether it is true or false, why do you need to wade into this muddy water?"
Gao Yuanshan's expression changed slightly.
"Zhiqiu, are you saying that this Xuande furnace is fake?"
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head.
"I didn't say that! If it were me, and everyone was unsure about something, I would never buy it as real! It's better to have less than less!"
Ye Zhiqiu could only say this.
I haven't had much contact with Gao Yuanshan, and I don't know him well yet. It's easy to offend people if we have only shallow conversations with him.
Gao Yuanshan looked at Ye Zhiqiu suspiciously, wondering whether the Xuande stove he said was true or false?
"Zhiqiu, look at this Yuan blue and white porcelain again!" Gao Yuanshan put down that idea and looked at the Yuan blue and white porcelain vase more than half a meter high on the wall cabinet in front of him with a smile.
The vase has a small mouth, a thin neck, and a round belly underneath.
The appearance is a blue and black peony flower pattern.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the label below: "Yuan Renzong black glazed wood peony vase, price, 56 million."
He secretly used his clairvoyant eyes again, only to see a faint gray mist floating in front of him without any flickering light.
"This blue and white porcelain is also fake!" Ye Zhiqiu was shocked.
He originally thought that Master Gao had misjudged it once, but he didn't expect that the second one would also be a fake!
Ye Zhiqiu raised his head and glanced at the other antiques subconsciously, and was even more shocked. At least 5% of the antiques on the second floor were covered with a layer of gray mist, which meant they were fake!
"Master Gao, how did you get this Yuan blue and white porcelain?"
Master Gao said proudly: "This was bought at a Christie's auction five or six years ago when Mr. Miao and I went on a business trip to Hong Kong. It was eight million at the time. In the past six years, it has increased sevenfold. It's really It’s a sure-fire deal!”
Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly: "That's right! The price of antiques is increasing year by year, and the price will definitely get higher and higher in the future!"
Master Gao changed the subject: "Well, Zhiqiu, do you think this blue and white porcelain is real or fake?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said: "You ask me, a fledgling young man, to criticize me. Isn't this a joke?"
He had made up his mind and didn't want to offend anyone.
He thought to himself that although Miao Tianxiang did not make a fortune from antiques, he might still be losing money now and even lose his underwear.
This is true on the second floor, and probably the same on the third floor.
"Master Gao, I still have something to do, let's talk some other time!"
Ye Zhiqiu turned around and went downstairs.
Although Miao Feng showed great kindness to him just now, Gao Yuanshan also treated him with courtesy yesterday. He could not tell Miao Feng the truth, so he had to take the best option.
As soon as the two of them reached the first floor, Miao Feng came up to them.
"Brother Zhiqiu, how's the identification going?"
"Master Miao, so many priceless antiques really opened my eyes! I couldn't even imagine them before!"
Miao Feng smiled proudly.
"I'm asking you, which ones do you think are genuine and which ones are fake?"
Ye Zhiqiu scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Master Miao, aren't you making me look embarrassed?"
"I've only been out of school for a month, what do I know?"
Miao Feng thought for a while, and it was indeed true.
"Zhiqiu, if you have any old items in the future, no matter whether they are valuable or not, our Qingya Zhai will take care of them!"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded.
Miao Feng suddenly said: "Zhiqiu, there will be an auction in a few days. I would like to invite you to attend it with me. How about it?"
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to learn more.
"But, Master Miao, don't ask me to take pictures for you. I don't have the ability! It was just good luck. A blind cat met a dead mouse!"
Ye Zhiqiu walked out of the antique shop and thought to himself, wondering how many of the antiques his grandfather left at his uncle's house were real? You have to do whatever you can to get it back.
He took a taxi, went to a nearby supermarket, bought a special magnifying glass and a strong flashlight, and put them in his bag. Although he knew nothing about treasure appraisal, he had to pretend to be presentable.
Ye Zhiqiu was about to go to the library to buy some professional treasure appraisal books, when suddenly he heard a woman's voice behind him calling: "Ye Zhiqiu?"
Ye Zhiqiu looked back and saw a young and beautiful woman driving a red Porsche Cayenne, slowly following behind him.
The woman was twenty-two or three years old, with an oval face, long wavy golden hair, and charming appearance. She was wearing a red women's suit, with a pair of full face, and she was staring at him closely.
"Are you... Xia Manyu?" Ye Zhiqiu slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered.
"Yes. You still remember me. I looked at your back and profile just now and found that it looked a bit familiar. Sure enough, it was you!" Xia Manyu's face was filled with joy, and the car had stopped.
Ye Zhiqiu was also overjoyed: "Manyu, didn't your family move to Jiangnan Province? Are you back on a business trip again?"
Xia Manyu was his high school classmate. When they were in the first year of high school, they had a relatively normal relationship. At that time, Ye Zhiqiu was shy and reluctant to talk.
Xia Manyu only attended the first semester of high school. Later, her family moved to Jiangnan Province, and we never saw her again.
"No!" Xia Manyu shook her head.
"That was my grandpa and grandma's hometown. They wanted to return to their roots, but my dad and mom never got used to living in Jiangnan Province. After my grandpa and grandma passed away, we all moved back as a family!"
"It's been half a year!"
"Zhiqiu, get in the car." Xia Manyu was so excited that she took the initiative to open the door of the passenger compartment for him.
Ye Zhiqiu walked around from the front to the right and sat in the passenger seat.
"Zhiqiu, after I came back, I went to your original address to look for you, but I couldn't find you at all! The landlord said that he had bought the villa third-hand and had no idea who the original owner was! "
"When I moved, I didn't leave your contact information. I thought it would be difficult to see you again in the future!"
Xia Manyu was indescribably happy.
"Your family's difficulties...are over, right?"
When Ye Zhiqiu was in his first year of high school, his father was deceived by his uncle and his family went bankrupt. Although Ye Zhiqiu was a little introverted at the time, because he was not far from Xia Manyu's family, the Xia family heard a little about his family's situation.
Ye Zhiqiu's face darkened slightly.
"It's not over yet! My father passed away three years ago. At that time, our family went bankrupt and our villa and company were robbed by others. Our whole family moved to an old building!"
Xia Manyu was startled: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned your sadness!"
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head.
"Everything is over! It has been three years since my father passed away. Our whole family has come out of the grief and everything is fine now!"
Xia Manyu smiled sweetly, with a touching smile on her bright face.
"You should really put down any baggage and look forward to everything!"
"Zhiqiu, where are you going? I'll see you off!"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said: "I was casually wandering around. I originally wanted to buy a few books! What about you?"
