When Yang Xiaobao saw this person, he was in his fifties, wearing blue Tang costumes, his hair combed was bright, wearing a pair of golden -edge glasses.
At first glance, when I saw this person named Feng Dehui, Yang Xiaobao had a less comfortable feeling.
This person is obviously a little treacherous.
He didn't understand why the old man had such a relationship with this.
"Master, look, this is a good thing."
Talking about him took out a red wooden box from a safe.
Then he opened the wooden box and saw that there was a very dilapidated bowl.
There is a small gap at the edge of the bowl mouth. It seems that it should be a long time.
On the bowl body, there are three bunch of grape patterns of blue and white.
Seeing this bowl, Mr. Luo couldn't help but bright in front of him, and said, "This thing looks very elegant."
"That's natural, old man, do you know what this is?" The owner said with a smile.
"What?"
"This is the blue and white porcelain grape bowl in the Ming Dynasty, which has a history of hundreds of years."
Father Luo nodded again and again, his eyes kept staring at this bowl.
Yang Xiaobao looked at this bowl and searched for the knowledge of blue and white porcelain in the Ming Dynasty in his mind.
I have to say that in the Wenwan, the input of Shan Shen is equivalent to an encyclopedia.
He immediately searched the knowledge about the blue and white porcelain grape bowl of the Ming Dynasty.
"Boss Feng, can I see it?" Father Luo said with a smile.
"No problem, no problem."
Feng Dehui handed over a pair of gloves to Father Luo.
Father Luo put on his gloves, slowly picked up this bowl, and played for a long time.
"Older, I spent a lot of money from this bowl, and I thought you would like it, so I called you as soon as possible."
"Boss Feng's heart." Father Luo said with a smile.
"Master, this bowl will only show its value in your hands." Feng Dehui said with a smile, "How about, or you can accept it?"
Father Luo obviously moved.
But he still glanced at Yang Xiaobao.
In fact, he didn't ask Yang Xiaobao's meaning about this bowl. He just wanted to ask Yang Xiaobao to see if he bought it today.
Yang Xiaobao has already seen that this so -called Ming Dynasty blue and white grape bowl is a pupa.
Father Luo is so good to him, he can't help but stand up now.
"Old, I think there is no need to buy it." Yang Xiaobao laughed. "This bowl is placed with you. If it is broken by your cat, it is not worth it."
Father Luo's eyes flashed a little doubt, but soon understood what Yang Xiaobao meant.
"Yes, yes, Xiaobao said, right, such expensive things, I'm afraid of being broken by my cat."
In fact, Mr. Luo did not raise cats at home.
"Old, how can this precious thing be placed on the shelf, it should be put up, and some guests take it out to see it."
The old man asked: "Boss Feng, how much is your bowl?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed secretly. It seems that Mr. Luo really likes this thing.
"Actually it is not expensive. I spent 3 million to buy. If you really want it, I will give you the original price, but I will make your friend sincerely."
It seems that this Feng Dehui should know the identity of Mr. Luo.
Father Luo looked at Yang Xiaobao again and wanted to ask him for his opinion.
Yang Xiaobao knew that at this time, if he couldn't come out a few words at this time, Mr. Luo would definitely have to pay.
So he smiled and said, "Boss, are you really the blue and white of the Ming Dynasty?"
This Feng Dehui looked up and down Yang Xiaobao, and asked with a smile: "Old, this is your assistant and driver?"
His words contain some ridicule.
But in the face of Mr. Luo, he dared not say it.
"Yes, I am the assistant and driver of the old man."
Yang Xiaobao didn't wait for Mr. Luo to introduce herself, so he said.
"Oh, young people, do you understand what this antique text is playing?" Feng Dehui scored.
"I know a little bit." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
"Then you talk about it, how about this thing?" Feng Dehui snorted and asked.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "I have seen it just now, you are fake."
"What? My thing is fake!?"
Feng Dehui almost jumped when he heard Yang Xiaobao's words.
He trembled angrily, saying, "Boy, young, but he even favored the female yellow. If it hadn't been on the face of the old man, I would never be able to spare you."
"Why, is it fake, isn't it right?"
"Boy, in our line, there is no ten or eight years. I can't see the authenticity at all. I think you are about 20 years old."
Yang Xiaobao smiled, nodded, and said, "You see people's kung fu, it is really better than watching this antique kung fu."
"Xiao Bao, don't be kidding Boss Feng." Father Luo quickly interrupted Yang Xiaobao's words and said, "This thing is really false?"
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I think it's fake."
"Boy, tell me, why is this thing fake? If you don’t know, you want to go today!"
Yang Xiaobao said that it was obviously smashing the business of others. People would definitely not let him go.
It is estimated that I heard the noise here, and many people came around.
Father Luo watched Yang Xiaobao curiously, and hoped that he would say one, two or three.
What happened to Yang Xiaobao, Mr. Luo would not be surprised at all.
Yang Xiaobao understands antique texts, and Mr. Luo also feels possible.
Yang Xiaobao saw that if he couldn't say anything today, this Feng Dehui would definitely be entangled.
He sighed, pointed at the blue and white bowl and said, "You look at the lines of this blue and white grapes, it is too stiff, and the place where the ink should be a bit faded."
"Huh, kid, you just say that my bowl is fake?"
Yang Xiaobao also said: "There is still this gap, it seems that there is nothing wrong. In fact, the fetal quality is modern. If I guess it is good, it should not be ten years."
Those onlookers heard Yang Xiaobao's words, and they all whispered.
"Boy, these can't say that my bowl is fake, I think you deliberately find the fault!"
"Keke, boss Feng, can't say that."
"Master, you, you are too short of care, he is smashing my business, so how can I make me in the future."
"Boss, you have received a fake, there should be nothing." Yang Xiaolong said, "Do you do this, isn't this normal?"
It is really normal to be affected by the beef.
But in front of Mr. Luo, Boss Feng lost his face.
"Boy, you can't prove that my bowl is fake at all!" Feng Dehui said, "You must give me a statement today!" This chapter has been completed!