Looking at the form in his hand, Ye Fan couldn't help but be startled. He didn't expect that the work of this counterfeiting factory was so delicate, and even the things that needed to be paid attention to during imitation had to be written down in detail.

No wonder the Heavenly Palace takes it so seriously.

Workers were called and the items were sent to the cleaning workshop. Under Ye Fan's personal supervision, the items were cleaned before being delivered.

During this period, Ye Fan went to see Fatty Chen and asked him to transfer the middle-aged man over to him.

After all, Ye Fan has a different status now, so he has the right to make demands. Especially after being recognized by Manager Hu, his words will have more weight.

Although Fatty Chen felt a little unhappy, there was nothing he could do about it.

However, even though he agreed to Ye Fan, Fatty Chen still asked coldly: "Before, you said there was a way to improve the quality of these imitation objects? What is the way?"

This is what he really cares about. After all, once the quality of the objects here is improved, the benefits he will get will be countless.

Tianwang Mansion has several such factories in Jiangnan, and as managers, they conduct evaluations every year, which is directly linked to their interests.

In the past few years, Fatty Chen has always been at the bottom of the competition because the quality of the items they imitate here is so poor.

Therefore, Manager Hu has been dissatisfied with him in the past few years. If this continues, I am afraid that his job as a manager will come to an end.

Hearing Fatty Chen's inquiry, Ye Fan smiled slightly: "I still need to discuss this matter with Mr. Wang and Mr. Li. I will tell you after we come up with an excellent solution. After all, this is a very important matter."

Ye Fan didn't say anything to him, but gave him a pass.

This made Fatty Chen so angry that his teeth itched.

But he couldn't do anything about Ye Fan, so he could only snort, turn around and leave.

Seeing Fatty Chen leaving angrily, the smile on Ye Fan's face gradually disappeared, and instead revealed a cold murderous intent.

This Fatty Chen acted as a traitor and deserved to die.

The middle-aged man came to Ye Fan soon. His name was Liu Huadong, and everyone called him Dongzi. He was a native of Jiangnan. His ancestors used to be engaged in antique-related businesses. Later, his family declined. When he came here, in addition to his family,

Apart from some of the skills he was taught, he had no other skills. The house leaked, it rained all night, and the child was seriously ill. He had no choice but to borrow a huge sum of money. After he couldn't pay back the money, he was sent here.

Being transferred here by Ye Fan, Dongzi's face was full of excitement and he was constantly grateful to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan raised his hand to stop Dongzi.

"Brother Dong, I know you are a kind person, and a kind person will be rewarded in the end. So, you don't have to thank me. If you really want to thank me, I have to thank you. If you hadn't taken care of me, I would have paid you back."

God, I'm afraid I'll be dead a long time ago." In those days, it was Dongzi who endured Fatty Chen's punches and kicks, buying time for Ye Fan to recover from his injuries.

Therefore, in Ye Fan's heart, he was very grateful to Dongzi.

Dongzi shook his head.

"These days, good people will not live long, and they will be poor all their lives. On the contrary, those big women who do bad things are carefree and happy. Brother, let me tell you the truth, I just can't bear it. Otherwise, I would rather do it

Bad guy."

Dongzi kept sighing, and Ye Fan could see that when he said these words again, Dongzi's face was full of bitterness.

If not forced by life, who would be willing to violate his conscience?

Damn life!

With Dongzi as his helper, Ye Fan felt much more relaxed and asked Dongzi to place these objects neatly on the treasure appraisal table.

Then, Ye Fan began to identify them one by one.

I don’t know where they purchased this batch of goods, but overall, the quality is pretty good.

Three of the porcelain pieces are considered to be of medium to high quality. Although they cannot be said to be treasures, if they were placed on the market, their value would be around 500,000 to 600,000 yuan.

The remaining porcelain was much worse. There were fakes and modern ones, and some of them were so damaged that they could not be repaired. These were all thrown aside by Ye Fan.

Antique Shop, for antiques that have no value,

It is no different from garbage, even if it is thrown away, it is not a pity.

But at this time, Dongzi said in a low voice: "Brother Ye, although those objects are all damaged, you can tell at a glance that they are objects from the Song Dynasty. If they can be pieced together, they will definitely be regarded as a treasure.

.”

Hearing Dongzi's words, Ye Fan was slightly startled, and then an incredible expression appeared on his face.

"Brother Dong, can you tell the age of those objects?"

What shocked him was not Dongzi's suggestion, but that Dongzi actually knew the origin of those porcelains.

You must know that antique appraisal is no different from other things. You can’t be called a treasure appraiser just by looking a few more times or listening to more relevant knowledge.

If you want to be called a treasure appraiser, you must go through a lot of practice. This is why many people think that they are not good at appraising treasures when they see themselves young and young.

If I hadn't been a human being in two lifetimes and had the help of divine eyes, I'm afraid that being able to become a third-class treasure appraiser at my age would be a talent.

Dongzi smiled honestly: "My family has been exposed to this industry before, so I have been immersed in it, so I know a little bit about it. I can also recognize some objects with obvious characteristics and distinctive styles."

Looking at Dongzi's honest and honest appearance, Ye Fan smiled. It turns out that people are not judged by their appearance. Who would have thought that Dongzi, with his honest and honest appearance, could actually know how to appraise treasures?

"Brother Dong, if that's the case, then you should first find a bag to put these broken porcelains in."

Looking left and right, Ye Fan suddenly lowered his voice.

"Although we work here, we are forced to work here. There is no need to make a lot of money for them. Put these items away. If they don't want them, you can keep them. When we go out in the future, we can piece them together and make money by then.

Once we have the money, it belongs to us.”

Ye Fan's voice was very low, and there was no one around here, so it was impossible for a third person to hear their conversation.

At this time, Dongzi's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing Ye Fan's words.

Ye Fan's meaning was obvious, they were going out.

He nodded heavily: "I will listen to you."

As he said that, he took the bag and packed the valuable broken porcelain.

By the afternoon, these objects had been identified.

In fact, with Ye Fan's eyesight, these objects could be identified in half an hour.

But after all, we can't be too high-profile here. If it's shocking, I'm afraid it will easily attract the attention of interested people.

Therefore, Ye Fan is still quite satisfactory.

Put the record form on Mr. Li's desk.

Mr. Li looked at his watch: "Five hours, thirty-two objects, the speed is a little off, let me see the results of the appraisal."

Opening the form and comparing the objects in front of him, Mr. Li looked at them one by one.
Chapter completed!