After the siblings finished their meal in a lively manner, Hua Zhao began to check Xiaowei's receipt today.
A few small porcelain dishes.
Hua Zhao is definitely an expert among experts now. At least with a glance, she can tell whether something is new or old.
Because I have never seen anything with an aura attached to it.
The smell of new things is so small that it is almost invisible, whether it is a crudely made tea cup or a calligraphy and painting by a famous artist.
But it's different with old things. The older they are, the richer their scents are.
As for whether something is good or not, and whether it is an ancient fake, you have to rely on professional knowledge.
The goods in several warehouses at Huazhao's house were not collected for free.
In fact, she collected some and stored them in the space. It is not as safe as here.
A lot of the money she had nowhere to spend was used to collect antiques.
No expert has seen as many things as she has.
"Not bad, not bad. Two small official kiln pieces from the Ming and Qing Dynasties and three folk kiln vases from the Song Dynasty. How much are they worth?" Hua Zhao said.
Xiaowei's face suddenly collapsed. Are these three Song Dynasty porcelains from private kilns? He thought one of them looked like an official kiln! The one that paid a big price! It was also signed from an official kiln.
Hua Zhao took out the bottom and pointed it out to him: "This was modified later. I didn't expect this technology to be available now."
Don't touch anywhere, just make the payment fake.
Because it is really impossible to inject any more needles in other places, buyers have relaxed their vigilance.
Just take a quick look at the signature to see if it’s just the right words. If you don’t scrutinize it carefully, people will take advantage of it.
"This is a master." Hua Zhao said.
Xiaowei gritted his teeth and looked at the signature: "I know who he is! See if I don't go find him tomorrow!"
"He ran away early." Hua Zhao said.
"The monk can run away, but he can't run away from the temple! It was Lao Wan who pulled the string for me!" Xiao Wei said.
Lao Wan is the boss of Wanbaozhai, and he often buys and sells things from him.
Lao Wan is also a middleman who can introduce people who want to sell or buy antiques to contact them.
"I guess it has nothing to do with Lao Wan. He was also deceived." Hua Zhaodao: "Lao Wan can't smash the sign just because of a bottle. Young people, you should calm down when things happen."
Xiaowei's face suddenly turned darker.
"What?" Hua Zhao looked at the bottle in his hand: "How much did you spend on it?"
"It's not one thousand eight hundred, it's 2800." Xiaowei said sadly and embarrassedly.
If he keeps an exquisite Song Dynasty official kiln vase in his hands for two years, he estimates that its value will double. If he meets someone who likes this vase, it may be even higher.
So although 2800 was higher than the market price, he gritted his teeth and bought it.
Unexpectedly, I was tricked.
If it is not an official kiln but a private kiln, the value will drop sharply, with a maximum value of 1,000 yuan.
It has also been changed. It is not worth even 1,000, but only worth three to five hundred!
He suddenly lost more than 2,000 yuan, which is one or two years' salary for ordinary people! How could he not feel distressed?
Even though my mother was rich and my sister was rich, they didn't spend a lot of money on them.
Several children have known that money is hard to make since they were young, so they are very careful.
Seeing Xiaowei lose so much all at once, both Dawei, Qin and Xiaoqin felt distressed, and Xiaowei was even sadder.
The room suddenly became gloomy and gloomy.
Hua Zhao looked funny.
"It's a good thing to be able to live a good life, but don't take money too seriously. If the loss cannot be recovered, then be bearish, otherwise what? There is no use in getting angry. It is important to find ways to make up for the loss."