Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 415 People play on the oil pan, that's all for the old routine

It was the first time that Ning Fan had said such cruel words here, and everyone was surprised.

How do you see the pickling?

They looked at the things and felt that they were ordinary old copper basins. There was no problem with the rust color and patina. How could it be pickled.

"The patina is wrapped by a machine, and the patina oil is not good enough."

Pause for a few seconds and smile.

"Arowana oil, is it?"

The treasure friends couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. Fortunately, they didn't find it embarrassing across the Internet, they just thought Ning Fan was interesting.

Even the oil of Arowana can be seen.

"How much for Arowana? I, Lu Hua, will give double!"

"Master Ning, can you tell if it's soybean oil or peanut oil?"

"Why don't you think it might be waste oil?"

"You are the devil!"

There were a lot of bullet screens from Baoyou, but Ning Fan didn't reply to all of them, and only clicked on a few key ones.

"Mixed oil, simple oil coating effect is not good, easy to slippery, in fact, the best should be a kind of oil, but the cost is high, and it is not easy to handle, only lard and vegetable oil can be used instead."

"What oil?"

There are still treasure friends who have not figured it out and want to ask about the situation.

The screen was already filled with question marks.

"Master Ning said that this is really no problem, won't you seal the title?"

"Bluntly speak, Master Ning!"

"I understand in seconds, it's over, is it hopeless?"

Watching the hot chat on the barrage, Baoyou who didn't understand really couldn't hold back.

"No, no one told me what kind of oil it is? The child really doesn't understand!"

"people!"

"People!"

"It's a human!"

……

The bullet screen was blank for a few seconds, and the pop-up message made Baoyou dumbfounded.

"Who? Of course I'm a human. I'm asking what kind of oil this is. Why do you care who I am?"

The treasure friends were all excited, thinking of why the pigeon is so big.

After a long while, he told Master Bao Youning directly that he was talking about human oil, without further explanation.

Only then did the sensible Baoyou understand what he said just now.

Brain made up the corpse oil used in the head-down technique in Southeast Asia.

Goosebumps from head to toe and chills all over.

If he knew that this thing was finished in corpse oil, he wouldn't touch it even if he was killed!
"Actually, there is no need to be so nervous. There is still a difference between human oil and corpse oil."

Tiandu stubborn master sent a message.

"You usually sweat or have oily hair, that's all human oil."

"The use of human oil pans is just to more realistically imitate the process of playing the pan."

"After all, in terms of metaphysics, there is a heavy sense of history in the human game."

"Actually, it's all nonsense. Human oil is spread on it and rubbed over and over again. After decades, the oil crust will not be thick on it!"

When Tiandu stubborn master told the truth, the barrage exploded again.

"Good guy, this is the co-authored patina! Got it!"

"Otherwise what pulp do you think? /smirk"

"You can't be shy!"

"If you don't know what I'm talking about, how can you tell that I'm being seductive? If you know what I'm talking about, it means that you are also being seductive!"

Impeccable.

The barrage teased each other, but Ning Fan ignored them, his eyes fell on the cornucopia and continued.

"There is no problem with the carcass of the basin itself. It is also something from the late Qing Dynasty. It is a pity that the person who got this is too greedy and wants to forge it for a longer time."

"The first time of pickling is to remove the traces on the surface, so that the inner and outer rusts are the same, and then use the transmission belt to make the patina, and then make the rust. Any ancient and patina can be made."

"The lines on the edge of the basin are evidence."

Ning Fan dropped his fingers, pointing out the flaws.

"The traces here are all in one direction. If such traces can be formed in nature, heh, it's quite a coincidence."

Ning Fan didn't say the reason, but gave a close-up, and everyone saw the problem.

In these places, all the scratches are distributed in a circular shape, and the spacing is exactly the same, even after changing several places.

This has nothing to do with chance.

"The traces of the grinding tool tied to the pulley after rubbing."

"Whether it's porcelain or bronze, as long as there is polishing in the old-fashioned technique, you just need to look at the surface patterns. If you see such patterns, you will know what it is, understand?"

Ning Fan received the items and was in a good mood. By the way, he talked to his friends about the precautions when making old things.

In just a few minutes, Baoyou listened to all the methods of making old porcelain and bronze ware.

"Anything else?"

"No...should...no more?"

The bullet screen reply also seemed a little weak, and he dared not agree.

They had only heard about these methods, and they never thought of asking Ning Fan any other questions.

Moreover, what Ning Fan said was different from what ordinary people said, Master Ning really wanted them to learn the same.

Everything is said and done.

Some of the instruments were made by old people themselves. Most people can probably think of what they are made of by hearing the names, but there is no picture at all. Ning Fan directly gave the prototype.

Speaking of such a caring anchor, besides Master Ning, how many others can there be?
Having said that, the owner of the cornucopia is embarrassed to want to stay.

There is no reason anymore.

He sighed and quietly exited the room.

Other shopkeepers wanted to try it out, but Ning Fan shook his head directly.

"Let's go, I've seen things, but I don't like anything."

The shopkeepers are a little helpless, and they can only accept this result, so it is not good to keep more.

"Attention! Master Ning said this politely, but the subtext is actually that these things are not genuine, so I can't stand it."

The stubborn master of Tiandu was still doing the translation, and as soon as he sent out the words, he saw a warning to stop speaking in front of him.

Ning Fan glanced at the screen.

"Noisy, I can't keep my mouth shut when I look at something, do I have to use something else?"

"???"

"It seems that a car has run over it!"

"Don't seem like it, the wheels are pressing on your face, and the ruts are very deep!"

"Master Ning, block me!"

"There's something wrong with you! Someone's chicken coop wasn't closed tightly, and some roast chicken came out!"

Ning Fan ignored the barrage message.

Turning to look at several mine bosses.

"The feng shui items are also selected, there is nothing else, that's it?"

"I understand, I understand!"

The mine bosses knew that this was Ning Fan's intention to see off the guests, so they resigned one after another.

Holding the wooden brave, Wang Duoyu followed Ning Fan and Ban Liangjin and asked where to go next.

The snow mountain is gone, the dzi beads are taken, the mine is settled, and what Ning Fan wants is also obtained.

"There's no point in continuing to stay here in the snowy region, right? How about we go to the South China Sea to fish for sunken ships? Our Wang family still has a fleet over there!"

Wang Duoyu silently calculated everything, ignoring the fact that he still had to be assessed during his visit this time.

"The family business is gone?"

The treasure friends teased him.

Wang Duoyu didn't mind the topic of his friends at all, and responded proudly.

"Just kidding, that piece of wasteland has earned a lot of money for the family!"

Wang Duoyu almost slipped his tongue and revealed the details of the land price transaction. Fortunately, he changed his tone in time, so it was not exposed.

But Baoyou has noticed that the barrage is full of jokes about making a lot of money.

"Go to Anxi!"

Everyone was still joking, but Ning Fan's voice pierced out, making everyone confused.

(End of this chapter)