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"Straight bottle, late Ming and early Qing Dynasty, about 260 years old!"

Jiang Hao couldn't put it down playing with the neck-like porcelain in the recess of the wall. The whole body of the porcelain is painted with fish and lotus pictures. And the red goldfish playing during the period has a beautiful body and lines, and it seems to be about to jump out of life, which looks very rich.

"The five-color general jar, an object from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, has a history of more than 300 years."

Jiang Hao picked up a jar with a top cover that resembled a general's hat, and immediately identified the authenticity. The blue and white characters on the body of the jar, four concubines and sixteen sons, the charm of young women, fluttering clothes, children playing and chasing each other, the description of the mountains and trees is clear and unique , a picture of playful family members makes people feel the joy of ancient families.

"It's an imitation of the Ming Dynasty, but the shape is also unique."

Jiang Hao picked up a porcelain pot with blue and white ground, depicting the beautiful scenery of the three friends of pine, bamboo, plum and winter. , can only be said to have ornamental value, without the slightest collection value.

Jiang Hao walked almost all the way, picking up the ornamental porcelain visited in the groove from time to time to identify one or two, while telling the authenticity of the porcelain, but he would not watch each porcelain for more than ten seconds, and immediately gave reply.

"so amazing."

Jiang Yuan looked at Xianyun walking, and casually gave various evaluations. Jiang Hao, who judged the authenticity of the porcelain, had bright eyes, full of admiration.

He came back occasionally in the Saijiangnan Guild Hall, and she could almost easily pick up the collections on each floor, telling the origin and value of the porcelain in detail, and even giving a general idea of ​​the age.

Jiang Yuan was raised by his grandfather since he was a child, and shouldered the important task of developing the Jiang family's porcelain jade. He dealt with all kinds of antique porcelain jade all day long, and judged the authenticity of countless porcelain jade. Keep improving, for fear of missing some fine details, and minimize human errors in judgment.It is precisely because of this rigorous attitude that there are few mistakes in the porcelain jades he judges.

However, the prerequisite for her to do all this is that she has spent a lot of time studying porcelain, and it is almost exhausting to judge each piece. It is only through concentrated observation and research that she dares to judge the result.

But at this moment, Jiang Hao let him understand what shock is. Jiang Hao judged at least thirty or forty pieces of porcelain all the way down, almost all the way to judge. In the original position, many of them just touch it directly, instead of picking it up to observe directly, they just throw out the result, as if there is an authenticity label on the porcelain.

But to her surprise, Jiang Hao correctly stated the authenticity of the porcelain. What made her even more unbelievable was that Jiang Hao even said the age of the porcelain was very close.

"It's amazing."

Jiang Yuan has never been willing to bow down to the judgment of porcelain jade, but today he admires the handsome Jiang Hao, and the strong self-confidence he has built up in his heart over the years is instantly defeated by Jiang Hao. down a cent.

"Is this your first visit to Sai Jiangnan Guild Hall?"

Jiang Yuan asked the most concerned question in a nervous mood. There was a trace of luck in his heart. If he came here often, he could easily judge the authenticity of the porcelain, which may be the result of frequent observation and research.

"Jiang Hao is here for the first time."

Ningbo also sized up Jiang Hao, who looked at the indifferent Jiang Hao like a monster. From Jiang Yuan's shocked face, he guessed the situation at this time, looked at Jiang Hao in surprise, and thought in bewilderment: What is that little mouse? I knew so much about antiques at that time, but I didn't teach him this.

"Are you sure it's your first time here?" Jiang Yuan felt like his heart was about to jump out. How could it be the first time?

"It's the first time, what's wrong?"

Jiang Hao continued to observe the porcelain, but didn't pay attention to Jiang Yuan's almost roaring tone. He said with a blank face that he kept using identification techniques along the way. Every time he identified an item, his proficiency in the identification technique would increase a little.

Opportunities to improve appraisal proficiency are not easy to find. Jiang Hao will naturally not give up appraisal, and Jiang Hao found out later that with the rapid improvement of proficiency, the feedback information of porcelain appraisal is getting faster and faster. Hao didn't let go of the identification of porcelain, and it can be said that he was very busy.

"He said he knows a little bit about appraisal, he is really a dishonest guy." Jiang Yuan was completely defeated, pouted his mouth, and gave him a hard look. Jiang Hao, with an innocent face, muttered resentfully: "Monster."

Jiang Yuan can almost conclude that even his grandfather, who has decades of appraisal experience, took a week to appraise Saijiangnan porcelain for the first time.

As for Jiang Hao, it seems that it only took less than 5 minutes, what kind of concept is this.

Jiang Yuan even felt that if he told the story of today's experience, no one would believe it.

Ningbo quickly led Jiang Hao to the door of room 608, asked Jiang Hao to tidy up his clothes, put on sunglasses, pushed the door and walked in.

Jiang Hao finally walked in. According to the visual inspection, the room is about 100 square meters. There are a lot of antique books on the wall, which are very similar to the books in his room. There are many books in different shapes on a hollow shelf. There is a bronze-colored desk at the front, and the four treasures of the study are placed on the desk.

The whole room is modeled after the ancient home style, especially the antique old furniture in the room, which adds to the sense of history of the room.Jiang Hao found almost no modern objects in the whole room. Jiang Hao had the illusion that he had traveled to the study of an ancient scholarly family in an instant.

"Look?" Jiang Yuan hastily put his arms down a few times and tilted his head to look at Jiang Hao who was looking at the room, urging Jiang Hao anxiously.

Jiang Hao withdrew his gaze, followed Jiang Yuan's gaze, and looked at Seong Fei who was sitting elegantly behind an old man in Tsing Yi in the small room. He couldn't help being taken aback, and said in surprise, "Why is he here?"

"Could it be that he is from the Song family?" Jiang Yuan's face was slightly cold, and he immediately guessed the cause of the problem, and followed Ningbo into the small room.

"Jiang Yuan, come here, let me introduce you to a friend." Sitting in front of the tea table in the room, Jiang Zhongshan, who was wearing a Tang suit, immediately put down the teacup in his hand, waved his hand to the displeased Jiang Yuan, and introduced enthusiastically: " This is Seinfeld."

"I've seen it." Jiang Yuan cast a cold glance at the shocked Song Fei, and directly grabbed Jiang Zhongshan's arm coquettishly, and sat down straight, not bothering to look at Song Fei again.

"We've seen each other before." Sein Fei twitched the corner of his mouth, and shouted that it was unlucky, but he immediately covered up his embarrassment, and said with a gentle smile: "I think the contestants of this year's Jiangjia Porcelain Jade Contest must be It's Jiang Yuan's little sister, and I hope she will accept it when the time comes."

"I hope you can persist until the last round." Jiang Yuan made no secret of the contempt in his tone.

"My granddaughter has such a temper, don't take it for granted." Jiang Zhongshan didn't understand how a gentle Jiang Yuan's temper suddenly became so hot, so he hurriedly smiled apologetically at Song Hualiang, who was opposite with a gloomy face.

"It's okay." Song Hualiang in Tsing Yi glanced at Song Fei behind him. Sein Fei had already told him what happened in the restaurant. Originally, he wanted to watch the surveillance video to see what offended him. People, don't make any big troubles, but looking at the scene in front of you, you can immediately judge in your heart that the victim is probably the little girl opposite.

The Song family and the Jiang family are quite powerful. The people of the Jiang family dared to beat and disable the bodyguard of the Song family. It is too crazy for a Jiang family with no successors to bully people like this!

Jiang Zhongshan was sensitive to the strange atmosphere. He guessed it was because of the little girl, but he couldn't ask directly in person, so he changed the subject and said, "Start trading."

"Okay." Song Hualiang also became serious, and waved to the bodyguard behind him.

A burly bodyguard with a height of two meters unfastened the safe that was strapped to his wrist, and then politely placed it on the tea table. He retreated behind Song Hualiang, watching every move of the opposite party vigilantly.

"What is it that makes it so grand?"

Jiang Hao stood in front of the bodyguards, and looked curiously at the safe on the table. The safe was handcuffed by a bodyguard in one piece. It can be seen that the things in the safe must be very precious. What is it going to trade today?

click!

Song Hualiang cautiously took out the key of the safe, aligned it with the keyhole, adjusted the combination lock, opened the safe carefully, and then took out a pair of ancient yellow scrolls from the safe, which were tied with a silk-woven red rope.

Song Hualiang pulled lightly, untied the red rope, and put the red rope in a clean place on the table. Song Fei immediately stepped forward, and the grandfather and grandson each pulled one end, slowly unfolding the whole picture.

"This is the painting "Bolin Biyan""

Jiang Zhongshan stood up excitedly, squinted his eyes, took the magnifying glass handed over by the bodyguard, and examined it inch by inch.

"If the Jiang family hadn't held a porcelain and jade exhibition and needed a main exhibit, our Song family would never have changed hands." Song Hualiang's mouth was full of complacency, and he let Jiang Zhongshan inspect it.

Jiang Hao's eyes were also focused on the painting scroll, which was more than 130 centimeters in length and 50 centimeters in width. The scroll showed an ancient yellow color, and the painting was a mountain forest painting.

The picture is drawn from above, and there are mountains, trees, and grass pavilions in the painting. , It is simply divine, especially the natural artistic conception expressed in it, which is even more incisive and difficult to imitate, it is simply the best in the painting.

Jiang Hao moved his eyes to the seal on the painting's foot, and immediately recognized the original owner of the painting: "Huang Gongwang."

Jiang Hao's body couldn't help shaking, and his eyes couldn't help but brighten up. It really looks like everyone, but I don't know whether this painting is real or not. I'll try to touch it, and then use the identification technique to identify it.

How to get close?Jiang Hao couldn't help but feel worried. The bodyguards brought by Song Hualiang stared at them warily with cold, sharp eyes like the eyes of an eagle. If they really moved close to the painting, it might directly cause turmoil.

He had to think of a perfect solution. Jiang Hao focused his eyes on Jiang Yuan. His eyesight hadn't reached the level of distinguishing the true from the false. And Jiang Yuan is the breakthrough point for everything.