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(At the third update, the fat tiger panted for a few seconds and continued to code!)

"Fake?"

For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on the last piece of porcelain. Jiang Hao used his actions to prove his strong appraisal ability. Song Hualiang did not agree with the so-called fakes.

"Little brother has a lot of knowledge about antiques."

Song Hualiang dismissed it indifferently, and didn't take Jiang Hao's judgment to heart. Jiang Hao's ability to easily judge the age of porcelain was not based on his own strength at all, but was based on his huge reserve of antique knowledge. On the other hand, Jiang Hao's strength is too strong, he can't accept this fact.

A young man who is not yet 20 years old can easily and clearly determine the historical dynasty in which the antique existed in less than 2 minutes by relying on his own "look, smell, knock and touch" appraisal theory. Appraiser, he is simply unheard of.

"Knowledge is indeed very rich." A jealous light flashed in Song Fei's eyes. His grandfather forced him to memorize porcelain records of various ages all day long. so skillfully.

"Since I'm all right, I'm not going to be polite. Which piece of porcelain should I choose as the judgment reward?"

Jiang Hao's hands were sharp and sharp, and he was about to grab the porcelain on the table.

"you dare!"

Song Hualiang yelled angrily, wrinkled waves rolled up on his forehead, and he snorted coldly: "It's beyond your power to want to take something from me with your little trick."

"I just agreed that I have finished the appraisal, and you will give me a piece of porcelain in return. Are you going to play tricks?" Jiang Hao slowly glanced at Song Hualiang, whose chest was heaving violently and angry, and he was very relieved. If he could If the old guy on the opposite side is dead, he is really too powerful.

Seeing that the Song family bullied Jiang Hao, Jiang Yuan was about to speak up to fight for Jiang Hao, but was suppressed by Jiang Zhongshan's eyes, indicating that she had a good show in the back, and continued to watch, she found that Jiang Hao really didn't look like being bullied , as if he was bullying others, he simply kept silent and continued to watch. If the Song family dared to bully Jiang Hao, even if grandpa stopped him, he would do his best to help Jiang Hao.

"Do you really fantasize about yourself as a master appraiser?" Seinfeld sneered, without concealing the contempt in his tone: "You can only fool children with this trick. Which piece of porcelain on the table is not on antique books, magazines, and TV?" appeared.

Even people who often read antique books know the origin of these porcelains. Is this what you mean by judging the age of porcelain? "

"That's true!" Jiang Hao nodded approvingly, and sighed helplessly: "Even if I said the right age, because you can't know the age of porcelain and because of your ignorance, you will still say that I am now Made it up."

"Boy, pay attention to what you say!" Song Hualiang looked directly at Jiang Hao, who was facing the tit-for-tat with a slight threat, and said proudly: "The Song family dare not say that they are experts in other aspects, but in terms of porcelain appraisal, the Song family is in Zhongzhou. The city is completely right about what it says."

"What are you talking about, I think you are self-righteous!" Jiang Hao directly contradicted him, and said provocatively: "People say that those who are fearless are fearless, but I think it is that those who are ignorant have no fear. An excellent person like me, and How can you be provocative, tell you, I will order the porcelain you lost to me today, don’t you believe that the last piece is a fake, then I will try my best to prove it for you. If I prove it Your porcelain is fake, so you just give me the porcelain you lost to me."

Jiang Hao looked at Song Hualiang whose face was pale, his hands and feet were trembling, and his white hair was about to burst. He was about to lift the table. This is what he wanted. Trampled wantonly underfoot.

Song Hualiang gritted his teeth and stared at Jiang Hao, his cloudy eyes were bloodshot: "If you can really prove that the porcelain is fake, I will give you a piece of porcelain. If you..."

"If I can't identify it, everything is up to you." Jiang Hao curled his lips impatiently, ignoring Song Fei's cannibalistic expression, and directly mentioned the last piece of porcelain.

"You'd better be careful, if your action causes damage to the porcelain, you will be fully responsible." Seeing Jiang Hao's appearance of playing with the porcelain casually, Song Fei proudly reminded: "This piece of porcelain is worth 150 million yuan , I guess you won’t be able to make so much money in your lifetime.”

"It's so wordy." Jiang Hao didn't bother to talk to Seong Fei, and gently stroked the bottom inch by inch with his fingers. According to the identification of the identification technique, the bottom and the upper part of the porcelain belonged to two different times.

The lid and the body of the purple clay teapot are separate, and may have been made at two times, while the bottom is the foundation of the pot, which is an inseparable part of the body.

Now the God of the Pot, which was supposed to be at the same time, has been split into two distinct times, and the result couldn't be more obvious. The bottom of the pot must have been cleverly replaced by counterfeiters later, and this is what an expert needs to know." Authentic".

The value of the purple clay teapot is reflected in the bottom imprint. The value of the contemporary teapot can be increased by at least dozens of times if it is replaced with a different teapot bottom!

To outsiders, Jiang Hao seems to be giving porcelain a full body massage, but in fact, Jiang Hao's consciousness is manipulating the airflow, invading the surface of the porcelain, perceiving and exploring the subtle and unknown cracks, and then loosening the cracks as much as possible. Prepare for the next step of identification.

"Is it really fake?"

Song Hualiang, who was almost irrational in anger, looked at Jiang Hao, who had sworn to mention the purple clay pot, and observed it with a certain style, and couldn't help but have doubts in his heart. Is the purple clay pot really a fake?

Impossible, the purple clay teapot has passed the appraisal of several appraisal masters, and they all prove to be from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. He must be bluffing!

Jiang Yuan opened his mouth slightly, admiring Jiang Hao's in-depth understanding of antiques. Sometimes it is easy to identify the true and false, but it is difficult to produce strong evidence to win the approval of others. She is looking forward to what Jiang Hao will use In this way, to unravel the true face of the purple clay pot.

Jiang Hao took a last look at the purple clay teapot that was about to be divided into two parts in his hand. The teapot was made of pine, exaggerated and changed into shapes, simple in shape, just like nature, with piled branches and leaves at the flow, pine leaves straightened the pot body, and molded under the button. The pine leaf decoration vividly expresses the vigorous and natural feeling of pine.

A fake is a fake, no matter how true it is, it will still be discovered. I don't know how the Song family's grandson and grandson will react after a while!

"Jiang Yuan, pass me the hot water. It's time to verify your integrity." Jiang Hao winked at Jiang Yuan, found a piece of paper and put it on the table, put the purple sand pot on the paper, He opened the lid of the pot directly, and continued to order: "Pour hot water into it."

"yeah?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at Jiang Hao in surprise, not understanding how Jiang Hao would make such a judgment, but he still followed Jiang Hao's request and quickly poured hot water into the purple sand pot.

Jiang Hao put the lid on the teapot directly, stepped aside, stared at the teapot without saying a word, and waited for the result of the appraisal.

Isn't this the hot and cold identification method?

Like Jiang Yuan, Jiang Zhongshan couldn't help being stunned when he saw the familiar appraisal scene. The so-called hot and cold appraisal method was created by him. How could Jiang Hao in front of him know this method?After thinking about it, I immediately understood what was going on.

The community where Jiang Hao lives is very quiet. He used to like to read books and do antique research in it. It must be that Jiang Hao moved into his old house. After checking the notes in the antique books, he knew this special identification method. He looked at Jiang Hao. Hao's eyes were filled with intense interest.

"Why is there still no movement?"

After 3 minutes in a row, the purple clay pot still didn't respond in the slightest, and Seinfeld couldn't help but lose his temper.

Jiang Hao looked calm on the surface, but in fact, his consciousness continued to use the manipulative technique to control the palm of the air flow, speeding up the cracks at the bottom, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, instructing Seinfeld to say. "Go and shake the purple clay pot, the truth will be immediately apparent."

Song Fei was very obedient, and immediately reached out to pick up the purple sand pot suspiciously, and shook it vigorously a few times, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and shook it violently from side to side with more strength, seeing that there was still nothing wrong. In the same way, just as he was about to satirize Jiang Hao, the subtle sound of porcelain breaking could be heard clearly in his ears.

Click!

Before Song Fei could react, the bottom of the purple sand pot fell off completely, and the scalding hot water splashed down, splashed on his legs, and part of the water splashed on his crotch...

"It burned me to death."

Pouring hot water close to [-] degrees Celsius, the consequences can be imagined, Seinfeld hastily put the purple sand pot with the broken bottom on the table, holding the steaming trouser legs, with a painful face, he ran towards the bathroom like flying go.

Jiang Hao gracefully bent down to pick up the bottom of the pot with clear fracture marks on the ground, sighed, and said sarcastically: "The appraiser of the Song family is really talented, and he can't even recognize this trick of putting new water in an old bottle. Is this the so-called saying one thing is not two?"

"you!"

Song Hualiang's face was instantly pale as paper, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, his hands covered his beating heart, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Jiang Hao's indifferent words were like a death sentence for porcelain, Jiang Hao alone A small experiment can easily expose the authenticity of the purple clay pot.

In an instant, Song Hualiang understood Jiang Hao's intention of pouring hot water. He used the principle of heat * expansion and contraction of objects to make the contact points connected to the bottom continuously squeezed by expansion to make cracks appear, and then use the principle of water gravity to make the pot The bottom couldn't stand the pressure, and it fell off automatically. This trick is a perfect and impeccable way to identify the authenticity. It can be described as simple and neat, and the effect is also very significant.

Just imagine, who would be willing to use a purple sand pot worth millions as a teapot to make tea? The counterfeiters really know the collectors, and they will definitely be careful about their collections.

"I'm really sorry, I won by accident, so I just accepted the item." Jiang Hao felt a sense of relief in his heart. Before Song Hualiang could react, he bent down and picked up the second Qing Dynasty Qianlong Liufang from the table without hesitation. pen holder, suddenly he caught a glimpse of the wet paper out of the corner of his eye, his heart skipped a beat, and a look of enlightenment appeared on his face: "It turns out that ancient paintings were made in this way."

"I'm willing to admit defeat!"

Song Hualiang's face was so gloomy that water dripped down, he gritted his teeth fiercely, trying to smash them into pieces, this was the first time he was taught a lesson but he didn't have the slightest chance to refute, suppressing his manic heart, he looked at Jiang Hao With the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Liufang pen holder in his hand, he sighed helplessly and said, "I can buy this thing from scratch, as long as it is your bid."

"Actually, you don't need to buy it." Jiang Hao caressed the bottle of the Liufang pen holder and drew a strange smile, and said casually: "Why don't we make another bet, maybe you can win the bottle back."