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Chapter 870 An Imitation of the Qianlong Enamel Poppy Poetry Bowl

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when Li Mo arrived at Kyoto Airport. Qin Sirui drove a Lamborghini to pick him up, and the others took a car sent by the company back.

"Aren't you having a dinner with the little sisters today? Why did you suddenly come to pick me up at the airport?"

"Do you know Liu Fei?"

"You really think I'm a novice. I've paid attention to the entertainment industry over the years. Liu Fei is a famous cross talk actor. I quite like his cross talk."

Qin Sirui said dumbfounded: "Do you think a tall and thick man can become my little sister? I'm talking about the artist who is famous for his Dunhuang dance."

Li Mo thought for a moment and shook his head: "I should have seen it, but I don't know the number. What happened to her?"

"Her father is in business. One time when he was on a business trip to Europe, he saw a piece of porcelain on the old street. He thought it was very beautiful and bought it. After returning to China, he didn't take it seriously and kept it on the cabinet at home.

, it usually looks quite beautiful with the lights on. Later, a business friend of her father came to visit her home and said

It was an antique and she suggested that he have it appraised, but the appraisal showed that the porcelain was a modern handicraft. Her father's friend wanted to spend some money to buy it. Her father didn't care about it at first, but after all, after doing business for a long time, he became more cautious. At that time, he just wanted to buy it.

It’s said that my daughter likes it but she doesn’t dare to do anything casually, so why don’t Liu Fei ask me for help at the party today?”

"Who did they ask to help with the appraisal? If it's an expert or a professional auction agency, there's usually nothing wrong. But if it's a sheep-headed person selling dog meat, the situation may not be good."

"I didn't ask specifically, and Liu Fei doesn't know. Xiao Mo, we are going to her home now. I heard that her father's friend is going to sign a contract with him today. In order not to arouse their suspicion, we will say that we are Liu Fei.

Fei invited me to my home."

"Okay, I'll tell you when I see the porcelain when I get there."

The most indispensable thing in Kyoto is all kinds of luxury houses. Qin Sirui's sports car drove for more than 40 minutes before turning into a high-end villa area, both townhouses and single-family houses. The sports car finally stopped in front of a villa with a garden. A two-story house

A woman in her early teens was standing at the door waiting, and Li Mo was vaguely impressed when he saw the real person through the window.

"Sister Qin." Liu Fei walked up and shouted enthusiastically, then looked at Li Mo aside, "Hello, Professor Li."

Li Mo smiled slightly at her. He came here just to see the porcelain. As for other things, he didn't bother to say much.

"Sister Qin, Professor Li, please come in. My dad is entertaining friends on the first floor. The porcelain is on the display shelf in the living room on the first floor."

Li and Mo followed Liu Fei into the house. The whole house was decorated in one word, "luxury", with a lot of metal lines, lights, marbles, etc. used.

"Professor Li, please sit down first and I will make you a cup of tea."

"There's no need for tea. I'll take a look at the porcelain first."

"Okay, you sit down and I'll get it."

Li Mo sat on the sofa and saw Liu Fei take a box from the row of bookcases behind the sofa and put it gently on the coffee table.

Li Mo opened the box and placed this bowl inside. He took it out and looked through it a few times, and found that the bowl was made of enamel. This enamel bowl had poppies painted on it, elegant and meaningful, and two lines of poetry were inscribed in ink, which was flowing and beautiful.

Behind the fragrance, we use flowers to reminisce about the past, tell the history of poetry and prose from past dynasties, and recall the bravery of heroes and the loyalty of lovers.

A poem is inscribed in ink on the edge of the outer wall: The wind blows like the sound of singing, Su Yu's dancing sleeves hang down, and the delicate leaves of poppies are used to profile the stunning beauty.

It is relatively rare to find an enamel bowl with a poem inscribed on it.

Opening the bowl, you can see the blue and white square block letters on the bottom: Made in the Qianlong Year.

Judging from the shape, glaze color, and subject matter, it was quite exquisite, but Li Mo could still tell at a glance that this was indeed a modern handicraft.

"Professor Li, is this bowl real?"

Liu Fei asked expectantly.

Li Mo put the bowl back into the box and said, "If your father's friend wants to buy it, and you guys want to sell it, just make whatever price you want."

This is obvious. The bowl is a fake, a modern craft, so the price is arbitrary.

"Ms. Liu, do you know how much this bowl would be worth if it were genuine?"

Liu Fei shook her head, how could she know this.

"At Sotheby's autumn auction a few years ago, an authentic enamel poppy bowl with the same theme made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty sold for 170 million."

Qin Sirui didn't react at all. After all, she had seen many antiques more expensive than this. Antiques worth more than 100 million were relatively common. But Liu Fei's eyes suddenly widened and she looked shocked. It was unimaginable that a bowl was worth 170 million.

"Xiao Mo, this bowl is indeed very beautiful."

"Hahaha, if you like it, the high imitation fine porcelain museum we have opened in Yanjiao has countless styles of porcelain. When you have time, you can pick some and display them at home. But be careful with the two kids.

, now is the most naughty time, don’t accidentally break it.”

"Then forget it."

Since this bowl was fake, Li Mo was ready to leave.

"Sirui, shall we go back?"

"Okay." Qin Sirui and Li Mo stood up to leave, and saw several people walking up the stairs from the first floor. They were laughing as they walked. Maybe the business negotiation went smoothly.

Several people looked at each other, some were surprised, some were panicked, and some frowned. Qin Sirui turned to look at Li Mo beside him, but said nothing.

"Xiao Fei, why didn't you tell dad in advance that Professor Li and Miss Qin are distinguished guests? I'm not treating them too lightly. It's rude and disrespectful."

Liu Zhenfei hurriedly took a few steps and stretched out his hands towards Li Mo: "Professor Li, I'm sorry for not greeting you from afar."

"Mr. Liu, you don't have to be polite. Sirui and Miss Liu are good friends. We happened to drive by here and came over to have a sit. I hope it doesn't cause any trouble to everyone."

"No, absolutely not."

In Liu Zhenfei's eyes, Li Mo is at the level of a boss. Don't look at those super rich people reported every day who are worth hundreds of billions, but if compared with Li Mo, they may not be able to compare.

Li Mo looked at the three people behind him and paused for two seconds on the face of the woman among them.

"Professor Li, this is my business partner Chen Yuze. After signing the contract today, I invited him to my home as a guest."

Liu Zhenfei only introduced the man who was about forty or fifty years old, and ignored the other two, who were probably his employees.

"Professor Li, it's an honor to meet you."

Without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Li Mo shook hands with him and separated.

"Mr. Liu, since we have a distinguished guest at home, let's say goodbye first. The contract has been signed today. Once the first advance payment is received, our goods will be shipped."

"Mr. Chen, don't worry. Although this is the first time we cooperate, I, Old Liu, still have some credibility in the business world. By the way, don't rush away yet. I will give you the porcelain you particularly liked last time.

It’s a gift.”

Liu Zhenfei had just learned from his daughter that the bowl was a modern handicraft and a high imitation, so there was no harm in giving it to him as a favor.

"Mr. Liu, that bowl is your daughter's favorite, so I won't take it away from you."

Chen Yuze waved his hand.

"Mr. Chen, that's good. I have a dozen pieces of porcelain on my bookshelf. You can take a look at the others and take them away if you like them."

"Hahaha, that's okay. Mr. Liu, you have a really good sense of aesthetics. The porcelain pieces you bought for display are all high-quality and extremely beautiful."
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