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Chapter 124 Isn't it Porcelain?The porcelain is the real thing!

"What's in it? Take it out and have a look. You can pay as much as you should. If you don't move around, they will pay you 50."

Liu Li stepped forward and pointed to the wooden box in the opponent's hand and said.

"Then there's no need to ask, of course it's high-end porcelain! Do you think I'll use the real thing for Porcelain? You won't understand even if I show you it!"

Liu Li was a little surprised by the upright appearance of the short man.

It's not like what Pengci should look like!

It stands to reason that liars who take the initiative to touch porcelain should be afraid of asking someone to identify them.

But the person in front of him heard that he was going to appraise the porcelain in his hand, but there was no panic on his face.

Could it be that the porcelain in his hand is genuine?
But judging by his clothes, he is clearly a street guy, and his expression does not look like he has lost 50 porcelain, but he puts on a face of blackmail.

It's so unreasonable!
When Liu Li picked up the wooden box and handed it to the little man, he suddenly froze for a moment, looking at the box in his hand in disbelief.

Then rub your eyes,
rub your eyes again...

Three words floated through my mind:
No ~ yes ~ right!
"There is a street management office ahead, go there and reason!"

The short man shouted loudly while pulling the tall man.

"Don't move, I'll go with you."

The tall man was very upset, it made him feel wronged.

Liu Li also felt that standing on the street could not solve the problem, and sitting down at the street management office to discuss it was indeed the solution to the problem.

The three went to the street management office together.

Seeing the street management office's number plate, Liu Li knew that the management office was only a dozen meters away from the incident location.

This is too coincidental, right?

Liu Li glanced at the short man, and became more and more suspicious.

The Street Management Office is responsible for dealing with some mass disputes and security issues, so this matter is also within their scope of management.

Since the live broadcast was live all the way, with thousands of viewers testifying for him, Liu Li was not afraid of getting into trouble, so he walked into the gate of the management office openly.

The director of the management office is a middle-aged man in his 50s, slightly fat and wearing glasses.

Seeing that someone was there, the short man couldn't wait to say: "Boss, this man broke my baby and refused to pay for it, and even suspected that I was a faker. Come and judge for me!"

The director raised his head and looked at the person coming.

Seeing that the tall man looked calm and the short man was yelling, he frowned.

After simply understanding what happened, he looked at the little man with suspicion.

"The porcelain in your box is really so valuable?"

The director pushed his eyes and asked.

The short man looked aggrieved: "Director, don't look at people with colored glasses, and treat me like a Porcelain, who will get hundreds of thousands of porcelain?"

The director coughed lightly, and said seriously: "I'm doing my business, and I won't wrong anyone. Since you said that the things in the box are worth 50 yuan, as long as it is proved to be true, then you can pay whatever you want."

This is the easiest way to handle it.

If the broken porcelain was just a high-end commodity, then the short man was most likely a liar who blackmailed people with porcelain. Otherwise, the two of them would hold their own opinions, and it would be impossible to continue arguing.

The short man opened the wooden box in front of everyone, and said with a heartache on his face: "This is the Wanli Blue and White Garden Baby Play Vase that I finally got. Someone came to me for 50 yuan to buy it, but I didn't agree to him... ..."

After opening the box, Liu Li saw that there were indeed a few pieces of broken porcelain inside, but he could still tell that the original was a blue and white porcelain vase.

"I'm going, the bottle is really broken!"

"Can you drop so many pieces in a box?"

"It's not impossible, after all, there isn't even a piece of cloth inside."

"It's too fake, just find a wooden box for 50 antiques?"

"That's right, don't talk about falling on the ground, if you don't hold any one firmly, the porcelain bottle and wooden box inside may break if you touch it."

Netizens also raised doubts in the barrage.

"This bottle of mine is absolutely genuine. There is also a certificate of authenticity here, with an expert's signature on it!"

The little man took out a booklet from the bottom of the wooden box and handed it to the director of the street department.

The director opened it and took a look, then put it aside.

After all, it is easy to falsify the certificate, and it does not explain anything. To judge the authenticity, we have to start with the porcelain itself.

"Don't worry, I know a little bit about antiques, and I still have a little discerning ability. I'll know porcelain just by looking at it."

Seeing that the porcelain bottle was indeed broken, the director didn't hesitate, and directly picked up a piece of porcelain from the box and observed it carefully.

The tall man nodded slowly, and said: "Since the director can understand antiques, I won't ask anyone to appraise them. If I really broke them, then I will pay for it. But if the things are fake, don't blame me for being rude. "

After all, the tall man looked at the short man coldly.

"You, what are you looking at? You still want to threaten me?"

The little man was stared at coldly, and said sternly.

The director of the sub-district office has seen a lot of people, and it is not uncommon for him to encounter things like Pengci.

Seeing the appearance of the little man, he had doubts from the bottom of his heart.

However, everything must be based on evidence, and you cannot assume that there is a problem with a person just because you have a bad impression of him.

The director looked at the gaps in the tiles, and the staff at the street brought tea to several people.

"Are you a witness?"

The staff handed Liu Li the tea and asked a casual question.

Liu Li said: "Well, I happened to pass by the scene and saw what happened. He suddenly rushed out from the intersection and hit someone."

The short man turned his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't talk nonsense, I usually walk faster, what's the problem?"

"You go backwards, he stops, and you bump into him."

Liu Li said bluntly.

The staff gave the short man a disgusted look, and said, "You don't have eyes when you walk, and you still want to blame others!"

"I, I just walk normally. Who knows if he stopped on purpose to block my way? It's me who lost!"

The little man said with an aggrieved face.

The director of the sub-district department shook his head. It's useless to argue about who hit who, it's just a little less compensation.

The key is the authenticity of the porcelain bottle, which is the key to solving the problem.

The director looked at the tile in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"The glaze color is warm and moist, the glaze layer is thick and plump, and the fetal texture is fine and firm and white."

After commenting, he picked up the relatively complete bottle in the wooden box, and murmured: "The whole body is painted with a picture of a baby playing in blue and white. It shows the innocent and romantic attitude of children playing."

Looking at the bottom of the bottle again, the inscription "Da Ming Wanli Year System" is written horizontally along the mouth in traditional regular script.

"Well, the flint red is thick at the place where the fetus is exposed, and the font is handsome and neat, which is quite powerful."

The director is also a lover of ancient porcelain, and has done a lot of research on this aspect. He can still tell the authenticity of the porcelain in front of him.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth: "From the glaze color and coating, this blue and white porcelain vase is undoubtedly genuine."

(End of this chapter)