Fatty Chen accompanied him with a smile, a flattering smile on his face.

After hearing this, Mr. Wang snorted disdainfully.

Although this factory is run by Fatty Chen, he is only responsible for management and does not know much about antique appraisal.

Therefore, all the details of the imitation of fakes are controlled by myself.

It was precisely because of this that Fatty Chen did not dare to be arrogant in front of him. After all, he controlled the lifeblood of this factory.

However, Mr. Wang is not a fool. He naturally knows that he and Fatty Chen also have a cooperative relationship. If the relationship breaks down too much, it will not be good.

Especially Fatty Chen, who is ruthless and will use any means to achieve his goals.

If he really makes him anxious, I'm afraid his personal safety will also be affected.

That's all, after all, he just brought one person, and he satisfied his wishes and checked. If this person has no real ability, then it will be Fatty Chen who is embarrassed.

"Well, since you have brought me here, let's take a look. If he is really a treasure appraiser, then he can stay and help. But if he is not good enough, I guess Boss Chen doesn't need me to say anything more, right?"

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Fatty Chen, with a threatening tone in his words.

Hearing what Mr. Wang said, Fatty Chen quickly smiled and nodded: "Everything will be subject to Mr. Wang's arrangements."

Neither of these two people are easy-going people. The originally tense momentum immediately dissipated as the two of them took a step back.

Then, I saw Mr. Li randomly jumping out a few objects from the antique pile on the side and throwing them on the treasure appraisal table.

"Boy, come here and take a look at these objects. Let's see what level you are at."

Mr. Li looked indifferent and obviously did not look down on Ye Fan either.

Ye Fan didn't take it to heart about the disdain of these two middle-aged men.

Since he was reborn into this world, he has been looked down upon too many times. Because of his age, many people have the inherent idea of ​​using age as the basis to judge the strength of their treasure appraisal ability.

This idea has been deeply ingrained in their minds and cannot be changed.

Therefore, Ye Fan had long expected that these two people had this idea.

However, Ye Fan slowly stepped forward and did not touch these objects, but glanced at them lightly.

"The bile vase from the official kiln of the late Qing Dynasty has a large door, peony patterns, and a relatively old-fashioned shape. It should have been fired by the official kiln of the Zhili generation. Among the porcelains of the Qing Dynasty, it can only be regarded as a low-class object."

Pointing to the first bile bottle, Ye Fan said calmly.

The moment Mr. Wang and Mr. Li, who were busy working with their heads down, suddenly raised their heads and looked at Ye Fan when they heard Ye Fan's words, their eyes were filled with shock.

They had already appraised this porcelain vase, and as Ye Fan said, the value of this porcelain vase was indeed not very high, and it was not suitable for imitation.

When they appraised the bottle, even though they were both second-level treasure appraisers, they still studied it for a long time before coming to a conclusion.

But Ye Fan didn't even stretch out his hand or touch it. He just took a few simple glances with his eyes and came to the conclusion, what on earth is going on?

Could it be that Ye Fan has seen this object before?

This was the only reasonable explanation the two men could think of.

As for Ye Fan's super treasure appraising ability, this was directly ignored by the two of them. Is this possible for a twenty-year-old senior treasure appraiser?

"Have you seen this bile bottle before?"

Mr. Li's voice was a little lower, although there was still confusion in his eyes.

But the attitude is better than before, no longer so cold.

Ye Fan smiled slightly and did not answer him, but looked at the second porcelain bottle.

"This is a plum blossom vase from the Republic of China. Because of the special era of the Republic of China, the vase at that time also had its own characteristics. As we all know, national productivity was low at that time, so when firing porcelain vases, there was no way to use high-quality porcelain vases.

Clay, instead use ordinary clay that is easier to bake. This kind of clay has large particles and can be fired successfully.

Later, it was easy to break. Therefore, when people fired the carcass, they had to put adhesive into it, but adhesives would make the sound of the porcelain dull."

Saying that, Ye Fan raised his hand and took the bottle over. He slightly bent one finger and flicked the bottle.

If it were a normal high-quality porcelain bottle, it would make a crisp sound once knocked.

But at this time, as Ye Fan tapped his fingers, there was a dull sound.

This scene completely shocked Mr. Wang and Mr. Li.

Although Ye Fan had easily identified the late Qing Dynasty bile bottle just now, they were still thinking that maybe Ye Fan had seen it before, or maybe Ye Fan was lucky and got it right.

But now, Ye Fan has once again identified the vase from the Republic of China period, and explained the characteristics of the porcelain of that period so clearly. This cannot be explained by luck.

Finally, they looked at Ye Fan no longer with contempt, but with shock instead.

"You two can touch this porcelain vase. It's rough and grainy. It's a typical thing from the Republic of China period, and it's also not very valuable."

With that said, he placed the bottle in front of Mr. Wang and Mr. Li.

The two of them frowned, shocked by Ye Fan's performance, but at this moment, they both reached out and touched the porcelain bottle.

Sure enough, as Ye Fan said, the bottom of this bottle is not smooth.

"Who are you exactly?"

Mr. Li finally couldn't help the shock in his heart, raised his head and stared at Ye Fan, and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Fan was stunned when he asked this question, but Fatty Chen on the side stepped forward and grabbed Ye Fan's shoulders.

"Mr. Li? Is there something wrong with this kid? Do you want me to execute him on the spot immediately?"

He thought Mr. Li was doubting Ye Fan's identity.

After all, what they are doing here is an unfair business. Once someone with ulterior motives sneaks in and exposes this place, I am afraid that they and the senior officials will be doomed.

That's why Fatty Chen is so sensitive.

He didn't expect Fatty Chen to take action suddenly, so Ye Fan didn't have any precautions at all.

Fatty Chen grabbed his shoulders and twisted his body. Severe pain came from his chest again, making Ye Fan gasp.

Mr. Li said angrily: "Who the hell asked you to do it? Let him go quickly."

After saying that, he actually stood up and took away Fatty Chen's hand.

"Little brother, what is your identity? You are so young and have such vision. If you say that you are not a master trained by a big family, I am afraid I will not believe it."

Fatty Chen on the side was in disbelief. Others may not know, but he knew it very clearly. The two treasure appraisers in front of him were definitely bull-tempered.

Originally, they were the core here, so they looked down on anyone here at all.

Even if it is themselves, they look down on them, but because of their status, they dare not act recklessly. But now, Mr. Li is so polite to a young man. What is his identity?
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