super right hand

"This bronze sword of yours looks old on the outside, but if you really count it carefully, I'm afraid it took only a dozen years to forge it."

"This small bronze tripod, as can be seen from the inscriptions carved on it, has a strong figure of modern characters, and it does not have the Cangjie feeling of the characters of the Qin Dynasty. If you touch it carefully with your hands, the characters are very slippery. The technology is not so superb, and it is also a fake."

"This rubbing, analyzed from the paper, is a real piece, but it's only a short time ago, and it can be used for collection."

"This piece of blue-and-white porcelain is even more fake. It looks bright and beautiful, and its texture is delicate and smooth. Even connoisseurs will probably notice it, but the gold flakes are lost on the outside. You might as well take a closer look at its inside. Everything is not. It’s self-explanatory, but this piece of porcelain is so fake.”

"..."

Jiang Hao was also bored. He went through a round of appreciating all the antiques that Qian Kesheng could get his hands on, and gave detailed comments.

Of course, the results of the appreciation are all true. As for the words of the comments, he has learned from various appreciations. If he is separated from the ability of appreciation and judges only by his eyesight, he cannot guarantee [-]% success in appreciation.

"Ah."

Qian Kesheng stood beside Jiang Hao respectfully, like an obedient student, the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, and the more he looked, the more terrified he became.

Since he became the vice president of Kyoto University, he has collected all kinds of antiques through the convenience of his position. Whenever he collected high-quality goods, he would invite three or five friends in the collection circle to enjoy them, and some of them became famous. A long-time master connoisseur.

But even the most powerful appreciator is insignificant compared with Jiang Hao, who is appreciating at an amazing speed. The most important thing is that Jiang Hao's antiques are as leisurely as eating and drinking. Touching, even smelling, can eliminate the shortcomings and shortcomings of antiques.

This quick way of judging allowed him to learn what it means to be a master!

Qian Kesheng originally wanted to collect antiques that could be passed down as family heirlooms in the future, but the results of each piece of antique appreciation were fake, which made him feel ashamed for a while, and he really passed them on as family heirlooms to his children. If it's fake, it's called real embarrassment!

Although nine of the ten collections were fake, Qian Kesheng was not discouraged at all, but was very happy. After having Jiang Hao to help check the gate, wouldn't he accept one of the real ones?

"Is there anything else to appreciate?"

Jiang Hao put down a piece of jade that was as white as suet. The jade piece was fake, and it was faked by using dye. You can tell it by smelling it with your nose.

"No more." Qian Kesheng shook his head in surprise. It took less than 3 minutes for Jiang Hao to appreciate the antiques he had collected for decades. This speed is really shocking!

"Principal Qian, you have paid a lot of tuition fees for this collection, but still the same sentence, appreciation is to cultivate sentiment, true or false is not important anymore, it is good to make money, if you lose money, you should also have a peaceful mind , don’t let these collections be contaminated with worldliness.”

Jiang Hao said with emotion.

"Makes sense."

Qian Kesheng nodded in agreement, he would be happy doing something he likes to do, but if he does it blindly for utilitarianism, the nature will change, and he will not be able to appreciate the endless fun in what he does.

Anyway, he has made some money, so he can still afford the tuition.

"If you want to buy real ivory, I can introduce you to an auction house where all the antiques are real."

Jiang Hao felt that Qian Kesheng was a potential buyer of antiques.

"What auction house?"

When Qian Kesheng mentioned collecting, he found a common classmate with Jiang Hao. The age difference between the two is not small. Now when it comes to antiques, there is no difference in age and status.

"Hua Yuhun Auction House." Jiang Hao introduced with a smile.The auction house has already settled in Kyoto, and for the convenience of memory, the Huayutang Auction House and the Huayuhun Sculpture School are directly unified in their names.

Jiang Hao just came to the capital, and he hasn't had time to check out the Huayuhun Auction House, but he heard Fan Yao's introduction. It seems that the auction house is now very large, and has firmly occupied the top three positions in the same industry in China.

Jiang Hao no longer has a specific concept of money. What he cares about is how to improve his physical strength and break through the current prosthetic ability. However, he is still willing to use his words to attract a potential client for the auction house.

"I know about the Huayuhun Auction House, but the Huayuhun Auction House implements a brand new membership system. The higher the membership level, the more they can participate in the auction of high-value antiques. Participants with low or no grades, according to Can’t take satisfactory antiques.”

Qian Kesheng squeezed out a bitter smile from the corner of his mouth.

The Huayuhun Auction House has become famous, and now everyone in the collection circle in Kyoto pays to join the membership, and the prohibitive membership fee is really painful.

Qian Kesheng intends to join. After all, Hua Yuhun's collection is very rich and of high quality, but it has not yet been decided.

"Is that so..."

Jiang Hao noticed Qian Kesheng's embarrassed expression, but he did not expect that the Huayuhun Auction House is now so famous in Kyoto. It seems that Qin Lehui really followed his original suggestion and prepared funds to build the auction house. It really is an auction Jiang Hao is very pleased with the talented people.

"When I have money in a while, I will go to apply for membership. The membership of Huayuhun Auction House is limited. If it is too late, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to join in the future."

Qian Kesheng muttered softly.He has often learned from his friends that the auction items in the senior member's auction house of Huayuhun Auction House are all peerless treasures, even though he knows his worth even if he enters the senior member's auction house. It is simply a great happiness for a collector to take a look at the excitement and not be able to afford to take a picture of it. It may be a rare collection.

"I know the boss of Huayuhun Auction House. I will introduce you when I have a chance. It is not impossible to directly waive your membership fee, or simply give you a senior member."

Jiang Hao smiled and said carelessly

"Really?" Qian Kesheng's eyes lit up, like a hungry man meeting a beautiful coquettish woman in a corner where no one was around, and he wanted to pounce on her.

He learned indirectly that the membership system only pays dues regardless of status. Thinking of the high annual dues, he felt dizzy for a while.

"real."

Jiang Hao was amused by Qian Kesheng's childishness, so why don't you want me to stretch out my little finger and play with you the childish thing that can't be changed for 100 years?

The original Huayutang, and the current Huayuhun Auction House are all Jiang Hao's properties. If he can't arrange a member in a word, he doesn't have to be the boss.

"If I let my bad friends know that I want to join Hua Yuhun as a senior member, I will definitely envy them."

Qian Kesheng quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Hao with a smile. His face was slightly rosy with excitement. It was obvious that he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

"Ha ha."

Jiang Hao smiled lightly, and didn't take it seriously at all. Sending out a member will not lose anything to the auction house. On the contrary, when he needs to not come to school in order to improve his strength in the future, it will be much more convenient to find someone to ask for leave.

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Qian Kesheng didn't know how to express his gratitude. He didn't have the slightest doubt about what Jiang Hao said. How could a general be joking with him?

"Let's just skip the meal, I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Jiang Hao politely refused.

"I just invite you to a newly opened hotel for dinner. It is said that people come from Zhongzhou City. Their specialty is exquisite Huadiao. It is said that Huadiao is carved with a one-character sculpting knife. You can enjoy a grand feast while eating. visual feast."

Qian Kesheng explained with a smile, and pouted his mouth, admiring vegetable carvings very much.

Huadiao?

Jiang Hao was amused, and understood where Qian Kesheng invited him to go, it should be the branch opened by Zheng Siyuan and five people in Kyoto.

He has long been tired of eating Huadiao vegetables, and he is the creator of Huadiao vegetables in Huayuhun, and he can also become one of the ancestors. He doesn't like vegetable carvings at all.

If you have time to eat, you can definitely carve a table of vegetables by yourself!

But there is no need to tell Qian Kesheng about these things, so as not to frighten him.

"If there is a chance, I will definitely try it."

Jiang Hao smiled and declined Qian Kesheng's kindness.

"clear."

Qian Kesheng nodded suddenly, but he didn't continue to persuade him, let alone ask Jiang Hao where he was going next.

Investigators' tasks are all confidential, and too many inquiries will be suspected of inquiring about confidential information. He still understands this rule, so he will not discuss it directly.

Qian Kesheng took out a cigarette from his pocket with a smile, and handed one to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao was not polite either. In front of his subordinates who were inferior in military rank, he really didn't need to be cautious, just as casual as in his own office.

Click!

Qian Kesheng hastily took out a bronze-colored windproof lighter, pressed it lightly, and a blue flame burst out.

Squeak!

The door of the office was pushed open, and a young man in a white T-shirt with a fair complexion walked into the office. Just as he was about to speak, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Xiaoqiang, come in."

Qian Kesheng still lit the lighter, without the slightest intention of dodging, he carefully stretched it out in front of Jiang Hao's cigarette, and greeted the young man cordially without turning his head.

"Oh."

Chen Qiang, who was about to leave, nodded with an unnatural expression, entered the office with strange eyes, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Hao.

Whoosh!

Jiang Hao didn't have time to look at people, so he took a few puffs vigorously. The dry tobacco that was lit on the tip of the cigarette burned suddenly, and then went out. Jiang Hao exhaled a puff of smoke ring enjoying himself, and said politely: "Good cigarettes, Principal Qian, you too."