To talk about modern emanating porcelain, it is ordinary handicrafts, and that is not accurate.

After all, the production of recycled porcelain is very difficult and highly technical. The thin body porcelain has a thin body and low strength, and is prone to cracking and deformation during the production process. When making, you need to have superb operating skills and implement strict process regulations.

The steps are complicated, the success rate is not high, and the things are relatively valuable, so they are considered relatively high-end porcelain.

But no matter what, as long as you thoroughly control this technology, it is natural to expand production. According to market rules, once there are more things, the price will not be much higher.

Therefore, Qi Xiang pointed out that it is necessary to look at the age of the plate to determine its specific value.

The young man is not stupid. When he heard this, he immediately insisted: "The things are antiques. The things passed down by my grandfather are definitely treasures..."

Zhu Qiao took this as a warning, turned around and asked, "Is something antique?"

"...You shouldn't have invited me to see it. I thought you asked me to see the painting, but who knew it was porcelain." Qi Xiang shook her head and said, "I don't know much about porcelain. Are you afraid that I will read it wrong?"

"Aren't you an appraiser?" Zhu Qiao was stunned: "Why don't you understand?"

"You haven't heard of it. Have you specialized in your profession?" Qi Xiang rolled his eyes and said, "A truly professional appraiser usually only dabbles in one or two antiques, and no one is proficient in everything."

"Yes, yes, that's it." The young man next to him agreed and immediately suggested: "Mr. Zhu, you should change to another appraiser to see it, so as not to see it wrong."

"...It's okay." Zhu Qiao glanced at her eyes and said willfully: "If he read it wrong, you can only blame you for being unlucky."

"Ah?" the young man was stunned and said anxiously: "Mr. Zhu...you can't do this..."

"Why can't it?" Zhu Qiao said proudly: "If I say yes, I can. I'm happy. If you say it, I won't buy it."

This arrogant temper is indeed like a spoiled child, which makes people hate her so much that they are itchy and helpless.

Qi Xiang was also a little ridiculous and suddenly asked, "Young Master Zhu, tell me the truth, what is the purpose of buying this plate?"

"Why did you ask so much?" Zhu Qiao was a little impatient, but she still answered: "The things are for giving away people. I came here to visit an elder today. I was almost at his house, but I found that I didn't bring any gifts."

"It happened that he called me and said he wanted to take action on his baby."

Zhu Qiao pointed to the young man and said casually: "This is a coincidence, I will come and take a look. By the way, I'm in a hurry. Don't be too slow, hurry up and determine what the thing is like."

“Give gifts…”

Qi Xiang nodded, held the plate and thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone: "Young Master Zhu, I'm talking ugly words ahead. I really don't know much about porcelain... but I feel that this thing seems to be true."

The young man felt a little cold when he heard the first half, but the second half was a turn of twists and turns, which made him feel surprised and stunned.

"Really?" Zhu Qiao blinked and said, "Since you don't know much, why should you determine that this is a real thing?"

"I use the elimination method." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "First of all, the porcelain glaze will have a layer of thunderous light whenever new things are new, which is very bright and dazzling. Secondly, reclaimed porcelain is usually an ornamental instrument, and there are very few practical things."

"The main reason is that the tire wall is too thin, it is easy to break when used, and it is not suitable for home life." Qi Xiang said in a leisurely manner: "But in this ornamental plate, I found some signs of wear."

"Signs of wear?" Zhu Qiao was shocked: "Where is it?"

"Look here for yourself..." Qi Xiang turned the plate over and pointed to the outer wall of the plate and said, "As long as you look carefully, you will find that the glaze is a bit light in this place..."

"This is not a problem of craftsmanship, but when you hold the plate for a long time and watch it, your fingers and plates rub against each other over time, which will lead to such wear marks."

Qi Xiang concluded: "It is through these two points that I feel that things are real, at least the possibility is very high."

"Yes, that's right."

The young man was very excited, shaking the flag and shouting clearly: "Mr. Zhu, this elder brother is right, and his appraisal level is very high. He is absolutely right."

"Tsk, you should have some shame?" Zhu Qiao looked down upon it very much: "He said it was right, you must be happy. If he said it was fake, you probably would turn your back."

"cough!"

The young man smiled awkwardly and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, that's because I have no eyes and underestimated my brother's appreciation ability, so I have such a misunderstanding..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhu Qiao waved her hand and asked directly: "Tell me, how much does it cost?"

"Not expensive, not expensive, only two hundred..." The young man's eyes rolled: "Two.5 million!"

"Two million..."

Zhu Qiao took out the checkbook and drew circles in her pocket, then tore off a page and threw it over: "If you promise, put it away, if you don't want to, you will tear it apart."

"...Thank you Mr. Zhu, thank you Mr. Zhu." The young man was so happy that he quickly lowered his head and bent down to pick up the check. He was very excited and happy, and smiled at the ear of his mouth.

"Walk!"

When Zhu Qiao got the things, she was too lazy to keep them too much, so she got up and left. As for the plate, the follower naturally packed it up, took it carefully, and followed him step by step.

The young man sent Zhu Qiao away with great gratitude, and it took him a long time before returning to the house hall.

“Huh?”

As soon as he entered the door, the young man was stunned: "You haven't left?"

At this time, Qi Xiang calmly sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and smiled and said, "I'm very happy to make money, aren't you?"

"...I'm sure happy." The young man was a little surprised and puzzled: "But... what's your business? You should leave, I'll go out, it's not convenient to receive you."

"Don't worry, I'm your benefactor at least." Qi Xiang glanced at him and said, "Even if you are not grateful to your benefactor, you must have the most basic respect."

"Benefactor?" The young man widened his eyes: "What nonsense do you say, how could you become my benefactor?"

Qi Xiang hugged her chest with her hands and sneered: "I didn't expose your lies, and I helped you to fulfill your lies by the way, so that you can sell the plate smoothly. Isn't this kind of kindness?"

"You..." The young man's face changed and he immediately cursed: "What are you talking nonsense? What are I telling lies. I don't know what you are saying, get out quickly, you are not welcome here..."

"I knew you would burn the bridge across the river." Qi Xiang curled her lips and said in a leisurely voice: "You said, if I went to tell the Young Master Zhu now, what would he react if you sold the fake bead plate to him..."

"You..." The young man was a little panicked, and immediately calmed down and snorted: "It was you who said the things were right, so he would buy them. Now he said the things were fake, inconsistent, and he didn't know what to do, would he believe you again?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Qi Xiang said calmly: "I said it early in the morning. I don't know much about porcelain, so it's normal for me to read it wrong. But now I suddenly realized and found the flaws of the plate. Isn't it okay?"

"What flaw?" The young man was shocked and suspicious.

"Didn't you just say that your grandfather was sinking into the river to escape this disaster?" Qi Xiang asked, "Can you tell me how many years the plate has been in the water?"

"...Why tell you?" The young man would definitely not cooperate with him to answer.

"If you don't say it, I know it too. That period was at least ten years, or longer. I'm afraid your grandfather will consider digging out the plate after it opens up and the social atmosphere returns to normal."

Qi Xiang analyzed: "For more than ten years, the plate has been soaked in water, and there will definitely be obvious traces left. But the plate just now has no such signs, which is enough to show that you are lying."

The young man's eyes flashed and he defended: "...The plate was wrapped in several layers of plastic cloth, sealed in the jar, and then sank into the river. Isn't it okay?"

"Okay, of course." Qi Xiang smiled and asked again: "Then tell me, what era is your plate from?"

"Why do you want to tell you?" the young man snorted, "I also find it strange. You stayed for no reason and said a lot of nonsense to me. What exactly do you want to do? Are you planning to blackmail me?"

"I don't want to do anything." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "I just want to tell Young Master Zhu that the plate just now looks like antique porcelain. To be on the safe side, it would be better to send it to a special research institution for testing..."

"You said, if Young Master Zhu found out that the thing was imitation, would he come back and directly break your legs?"

Qi Xiang smiled and was very dark-hearted: "As for me... you don't have to worry about me. I am from another place. I called him and talked about this and went back directly."

The young man's face changed and gritted his teeth and said, "What do you...what do you want to do? If Mr. Zhu knows that you deliberately cheated him like this... don't expect you to be better..."

"Do you think he believes in you or me? Do you want to take a gamble?" Qi Xiang said confidently. He is so narrow-minded. Zhu Qiao threatened and tempted him just now, so don't blame him for burying the pit and scheming.

He simply wanted Zhu Qiao to know that forcing others to do unwilling things would generally have no good results.

However, Qi Xiang dared to gamble, but the young man hesitated.

You know, these two million are the money he has saved his life. Only when he is on the verge of despair can he dare to scammer Zhu Qiao with courage. Now that the money has been obtained, he has no courage.

"Tell me, how much do you want to share?" said the young man with a dark face: "Don't speak loudly, otherwise we will break up and I'm done, so you don't think about it."

"I don't want money..." Qi Xiang's expression was correct and she said with interest: "I'm just simply curious and want to see what the real bead-walking plate looks like."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Since you know that the bead-carrying plate is fake, then I don't have any real bead-carrying plates? If there is a real one, just sell it to Mr. Zhu. Why bother to use this trick?"

"No, you must have it." Qi Xiang shook his head and said, "Young Master Zhu is arrogant, but definitely not stupid. He must have heard of something. He knew that you had something like a tray in your house, so he would come to the door in a hurry..."
Chapter completed!