(The fourth update, the book was released on July 13, and it is now 200,000 words, which is fat enough. Those hesitant friends, start slaughtering. The tiger is expected to have 300,000 words on the 12th)

Cao, even such a sharp question can be asked, it is really a trick! Jiang Hao's body was shocked, and he was obsessed with the theory of watching, listening, touching and touching, and actually forgot the most important part. It's so confused. I really can't answer it. How did he gain strong practical experience, I'm afraid everything he did will be wasted. Song Fei is really not a good-looking lamp. Damn it must have scattered your skin and light the sky lantern!

"What, can't you answer?"

Song Fei glanced at Jiang Hao who was silent indifferently. He could brag, but he was so arrogant when he was really good. He couldn't tell the origin of his ability. The fox's tail was revealed.

Sai Dongdao was also very curious about how Jiang Hao learned the ability to touch and touch, so he did not speak for the silent Jiang Hao to stop the arrogant Song Fei.

"What can't be answered for this!" Jiang Hao calmly glanced at Song Fei, whose tail was almost upturned to the sky, and wanted to step on Song Fei with one foot, and stomped a few times, glanced at Song Fei with contempt, quickly came up with a countermeasure in his mind, and said in embarrassment: "Hasn't you seen the clothes I'm wearing?"

"Body guard suit, is there something wrong with it?" Song Fei was stunned by Jiang Hao's words, frowned slightly, not knowing the meaning of Jiang Hao's words.

"To be precise, it's the bodyguard suit of the Jiang family. Have you forgotten what the Jiang family does?" Jiang Hao stared at the confused Song Fei like an idiot.

"I know, but what does it have to do with your identification ability?" Song Fei scratched his head depressedly, his head a little confused.

Jiang Hao pretended to be angry and said in a cold voice: "It's really a brain-related problem to communicate with you. My identification technology is practiced from the antiques of the Jiang family."

Jiang Zhongshan glanced at Jiang Hao in confusion, wondering what happened. The Jiang family has never cultivated Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao's identification ability was not taught by the Jiang family. What was going on?

"How is that possible?" Song Fei almost jumped up as if he had stepped on his tail, and said in disbelief: "Based on your level, there are probably countless antiques that have been used. You are probably less than twenty years old now, so how could you have passed so many antiques?"

"If you don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I can tell you that I started to come into contact with antiques when I was very young, maybe earlier than those in the antique family.

In fact, my mother is the nanny of the Jiang family. In order to let me live a good life, she was busy earning money every day and entrusting me to the care of Uncle Ningbo. Uncle Ningbo's job at that time was to escort the antiques from the Jiang family every day and send them to all parts of the country for sale.

So I had the opportunity to get in touch with antiques. Every time Uncle Ningbo escorted antiques, I could participate, ignore the bodyguards who were strictly guarding and directly play with antiques as toys.

The people who guard the antique library in the Jiang family are very familiar with me. I can enter the antique library at any time and view and play with various stored antiques. I believe you have never seen so many antiques. Antiques are my childhood playmates.

Gradually, I developed a special friendship with antiques. I seemed to have the ability to communicate with them, so I often played with antiques and tried my best to understand my playmates, from smell, sound, and feel.

I have been in contact with antiques for more than ten years. After more than ten years of contact, I have countless antiques I have learned. Isn’t this enough to prove my skills?” Jiang Hao sneered.

"It's true in private. The brothers below do like Jiang Hao very much, so sometimes what they do is extraordinary..." Ningbo pushed his sunglasses awkwardly, his voice was very low, but it clearly entered everyone's ears. This was a proof of Jiang Hao's ability.

"I didn't know that this is the case!"

Jiang Zhongshan did not blame Ningbo, and he smiled bitterly. He worked hard to train Jiang Yuan, hoping that she could take over the burden of the Jiang family in the future, but he never expected that in the end, he was not as good as Jiang Hao, a self-taught person.

"Brother, if anyone bullies you again in the future, Brother Dong will destroy him for you."

Sai Dongdao patted Jiang Hao's shoulder comfortably, his tone was full of care, and he glanced at the corner of his eyes at Song Fei who was indignant. Song Fei, who wanted to continue asking questions, quickly closed his mouth immediately and did not dare to speak anymore. Sai Dongdao was not something he could offend, and even his grandfather Song Hualiang would not dare to offend easily.

"Do you two still trade?"

Sai Dongdao looked at Song Hualiang with interest and hugged the painting tightly, and asked casually casually.

"Look?"

Jiang Zhongshan had no doubts about Jiang Hao's ability. He did not dare to accept Song Lianghua's paintings easily. He would rather accept a real painting with some flaws than an exquisite fake painting.

Jiang Zhongshan could not tell the authenticity of Song Hualiang's trading paintings, but with Jiang Hao, who has superb identification skills, he should be able to judge calligraphy and paintings with judging it with ease, so he is no longer worried about the authenticity of calligraphy and paintings.

"this……"

Song Hualiang smiled embarrassedly and hesitantly. He really didn't think about whether to appraise it. Many people know that the Jiang family wants to trade a painting from the Song family, and the price of the transaction is that the Song family can have two more places to participate in the porcelain jade competition.

But how can two quotas resist the rumors that there are a large number of fakes in the Song family? For the sake of the reputation of the Song family, even if all the Song family members withdraw from the competition, it is worth it!

"Fake is fake after all, it's impossible to be true."

Jiang Hao was so angry that his teeth were itchy. If he hadn't finally remembered his miserable life experience as a shield, he wouldn't know how to end it. Since the Song family was aggressive, he would naturally not show mercy.

"You can't judge whether it is true or false."

Song Fei was furious and wanted to get angry, but when he saw Sai Dongdao's cold eyes, he immediately swallowed weakly.

"I will judge the criterion for the authenticity in the future. The Song family will wait and see." Jiang Hao sneered. He dared to play with me and see how I can kill your Song family!

Song Fei felt that there was no point in continuing to stay, so he was angry and was about to leave, but Song Hualiang stopped him directly.

"Jiang Hao, let's make a deal. We want to buy the six-party pen holder of the Qing Dynasty Qianlong that you bet won!" Song Hualiang pondered for a moment and made a suggestion.

The auction house will start soon, and the bottom of the purple clay pot has fallen and cannot be auctioned. If there is another auction item missing, the Song family will really not be able to explain to the auction house. Even if it costs several times the money, it must redeem the six-sided pen holder of Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty.

"How much does it cost?" Jiang Hao asked lazily, but his hands were busy wiping the bottom of the Qianlong pen holder of the Qing Dynasty. Since I had something to ask me, I would still target me everywhere and not let you pay any price. You thought I was easy to bully!

"The market price of the six-sided pen holder of Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty is 250,000 yuan, and we will give you 400,000 yuan!" Song Hualiang gritted his teeth and offered a price he thought was very high.

"I'm so embarrassed to speak at this price." Jiang Hao sneered dissatisfiedly. I had the test of the test, so how could I choose an antique with the lowest value? I won't be angry to death.

"You..." Song Fei was so angry that his teeth were itchy. It was not good to see him arrogantly, but it was the first time he had seen him as unscrupulously as Jiang Hao. If it weren't for Sai Dongdao present, he would have ordered the bodyguard to crippled Jiang Hao long ago.

"How much do you plan to sell it!" Song Hualiang suppressed his anger and his face turned black as if the bottom of a pot was in the pot. No matter how much it costs, even if it costs three times the price, as long as the auction items can be successfully retrieved and handed over to the auction house, the auction house will probably try its best to settle the matter of the purple clay teapot.

But if the six-sided pen holder of Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty could not be delivered, the consequences would probably be extremely serious!

"How much does it cost?" Jiang Hao enjoyed the pleasure of being asked for. He glanced at the porcelain on the table and said reluctantly: "Seeing that you are so sincere in wanting to take it back, just exchange it for all the porcelain on the table."

"What did you say?"

Song Hua was so angry that he almost fell down. How could a person be so shameless? If it weren't for the purpose of explaining to the auction house, he wouldn't have taken back the six-sided pen holder of Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. He coughed violently a few times, his shriveled chests fell violently, and he squinted his eyes and said coldly, "Do you really think the Song family is easy to bully?"

"Brother Jiang Hao, you can add a little more to the price. This is indeed not worth much!" Sai Dongdao did not want to intensify the conflict, so he hurried out to adjust and persuade Jiang Hao.

"I give them this price, it's already cheap." Jiang Hao glanced at Song Hualiang who was breathing rapidly without hesitation.

"You!" Song Hualiang's lips trembled violently, his eyes were covered with a layer of red cloth, and his sharp teeth were rubbed together, and he had the urge to swallow Jiang Hao alive.

"Can't you give Brother Dong this face?" Seeing that Song Hualiang was about to roll his eyes in anger, Sai Dongdao hurriedly continued to smooth things over, emphasizing: "Jiang Hao, this is really not worth that much money."

"This is really valuable. The pastel hexagonal bottle of the Ming Dynasty was worth at least four million. The total amount of porcelain on this table is estimated to be more than three million. I have already given them the best price." Jiang Hao spread his hands with a wry smile.

"Jiang Hao, are you crazy about money? It's obviously the six-sided pen holder of Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, but it turned into the pastel hexagonal bottle of the Ming Dynasty in a blink of an eye. Although the two are very similar, have you not seen the seal at the bottom of the bottle? Do you not even recognize Chinese characters?" Song Fei straightened Song Hualiang's chest, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and his teeth were clenched.

"What seal, why haven't I seen it?" Jiang Hao directly held the bottle cautiously, aimed the bottom at Song Fei, and curled his lips: "Is there a problem with the Song family's eyes?"

"How is that possible?" Song Fei looked at the clean bottom of the bottle in surprise. There was a seal made of the Qianlong year on the bottom of the bottle, but why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?

"What's impossible!" Jiang Hao picked up his sleeves and continued to wipe the bottom of the bottle hard. He sighed lazily: "I don't know whose hand is so cheap, but he actually put a Qianlong seal on the bottom of the bottle. It's obviously something from the Ming Dynasty. It's a sin to not change the dynasty."
Chapter completed!