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Yuan Ang and Zheng Liben had similar reactions. After looking at it for a while, they judged the blue and white porcelain in their hands as a counterfeit and signed the appraisal opinion.As a result, Tang Li and the others stopped talking, and showed shame on their faces. If only Zheng Liben and Fu Qingyang judged this blue and white porcelain as a fake, then if they were lucky, then even Yuan Ang would also judge it as a fake now , then it is a certainty that this blue and white lidded jar is a fake.

"Old Yuan, can you tell us about this jar? We don't quite understand it." After all, Tang Li is a person who has seen the world, and he quickly realized it, with a smile on his face.

"The workmanship of this openworked and covered jar is excellent, and it has reached the point where it is almost unreal. However, upon closer inspection, you can still feel that the charm is intermittent, a bit unnatural. In addition, the style of the entire covered jar is somewhat unnatural. There is a standing shadow, and there is a hidden imprint in the garden, which is suspected by Cheng Fang." Yuan Ang explained a few words with a smile.

After Tang Li and the others heard this, they took a high-power magnifying glass to take a closer look at the garden. Sure enough, as Yuan Ang said, there was a hidden imprint of Cheng Fang in the garden, that is, the one made of mountains and rocks. The word "Li".

For an antique collector, the loss of drilling may be money, but for some reputable antique experts, drilling is a very terrible thing, because what they lose is reputation and self-confidence.Several experts present were in complicated moods at this time. Cheng Fang was the pinnacle of fakes. If only Zheng Liben and Yuan Ang could see it, they might not feel so uncomfortable. After all, Yuan Ang and Zheng Liben were The masters of Acoustic Shock China, they are superior in skills, and it can be seen that Cheng Fang is also reasonable.But now that there is one more Fu Qingyang, the situation is different, the majestic experts are not as good as a young man, and the reputation of several experts may be discredited if it is said.

"Mr. Fu, I don't know how you knew it was a fake?" Zheng Liben asked Fu Qingyang curiously.

"It's just a fluke. Maybe everyone doesn't know. I have an innate advantage, that is, I have excellent eyesight. Some people need a magnifying glass to see things, but I don't. When I saw this blue and white porcelain just now, I happened to Seeing the hints hidden in the garden landscape, that's why I judged it to be a fake. If it wasn't for a coincidence, with my rudimentary skills, I would definitely not be able to see this level of high-quality imitation." Fu Qingyang saw the previous experts With ugly faces, of course they knew what they were thinking, so they were very humble.

Hearing what Fu Qingyang said, several experts including Tang Li felt better.In their view, good or bad eyesight is innate, non-human can change.But they are also experts, knowing that Fu Qingyang's saying that he happened to see Cheng Fang's secret note was purely to comfort them. If the other party hadn't been very knowledgeable in antiques, how could he recognize Cheng Fang's secret note.

"Earlier, I heard Dai'er say that Mr. Fu has profound attainments in antique appreciation. I still didn't quite believe it, but now it seems that it is true. There is a saying that the Yangtze River is like the waves before the waves. It seems that we old guys are going to abdicate to let the virtuous It's gone." Zheng Liben joked, intending to ease the atmosphere in the appraisal room.

"Senior made fun of me, I need more advice from you in the future." Fu Qingyang still admired Zheng Liben very much, and also saw that he had some affection for him, so he took the opportunity to start a relationship with him.

"I don't dare to give advice. If we go to Yanjing in the future, we can talk about appreciation experience together." Zheng Liben patted Fu Qingyang on the shoulder.

After hearing Zheng Liben's words, Tang Li and the others looked a little better. Since Fu Qingyang was recognized by Zheng Liben, he was no longer the generation of the original family name, and they felt a little comforted in their hearts.But Tang Dai, who stood aside and waited to see Fu Qingyang's joke, became very complicated.Before she saw Fu Qingyang's ability, even if she was killed, she would never have imagined that the other party would have such a level of appreciation, even better than her father.Thinking of today's special arrangement not only did not embarrass Fu Qingyang, but also made Fu Qingyang famous, Miss Tang felt very upset.

The appraisal continued, and the appraisal by several experts in front of Fu Qingyang became more careful. It took some time for almost every item, fearing that something might go wrong.Fortunately, there were no mistakes in the subsequent appraisal, and it ended smoothly.

Fu Qingyang and Tang Dai walked out of the appraisal room. Miss Tang curled her lips and said sourly: "Mr. Fu, today I have helped you so much and made you famous. How do you want to thank me?"

"I don't need to thank you, anyway, Miss Tang doesn't have any good intentions." Fu Qingyang said angrily.

"What do you mean by that, I have spent so much effort to arrange an expert position for you, why did I have no good intentions?" Tang Dai asked with a guilty conscience.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Fu Qingyang moved closer to the other party's ear, uttered these few words softly, and walked away.

The anger in Tang Dai's heart burned all of a sudden, she gave Fu Qingyang a hard look at the back, and then followed.In the hall, Li Xiaofan was chatting and wandering alone. She didn't know much about antiques, so naturally she couldn't appreciate these exhibits, let alone be interested.Seeing Fu Qingyang coming out of it, she immediately ran over happily.

"Mr. Fu, the appraisal is over? Did it go well?" Li Xiaofan was also a smart girl, so of course she could see that Tang Dai's arrangement was against Fu Qingyang.

"It's over. Fortunately, I still have two tools, otherwise someone will succeed in their plot." Fu Qingyang looked at Tang Dai who came with him and said with a half-smile.

Li Xiaofan smiled embarrassingly, but did not speak, since she went shopping with Tang Dai, she had a good impression of Miss Tang, so naturally she couldn't follow Fu Qingyang to hurt Tang Dai at this time.

"Mr. Fu, we have a long life ahead. Remember, don't fall into my hands, otherwise," Tang Dai said softly with a smile on her face.

In the next few days, the China-Hong Kong Antique Art Festival was successfully held. Just as Fu Qingyang guessed, Nantian Stone Carving became the darling of many favorites at the art festival.After participating in the Art Festival, Fu Qingyang and Li Xiaofan did not stay in Zhonggang, and returned to Jinchuan immediately.

Not seeing him for a few days, Liu Mei lost a little weight, but she looked a little more beautiful. When she saw Fu Qingyang, her face was flushed.Seeing the beautiful woman's beauty, Fu Qingyang couldn't restrain himself a little, and executed Liu Mei on the spot.

"Qingyang, Elder Song brought you the phoenix root." After some cloud and rain, Liu Mei stretched contentedly, took out an exquisite small box from the desk drawer, and handed it to Fu Qingyang.

"Oh?" Fu Qingyang was overjoyed, took the box and opened it impatiently.

He wanted to see what this kind of medicinal material that both Baoshizi and Song Ming thought was so precious looked like.There are several root plants in the box, which look a bit like ginseng, with a yellow surface and a few golden threads, which looks a bit mysterious.Fu Qingyang took Feng Gen and rushed to Guci County immediately.When I went to Qingyun Temple last time, Baoshizi said that as long as he found Fenggen, he would be accepted as a registered disciple, and he would be able to learn inner skills and guide the vitality in the body.

This time, as soon as Fu Qingyang entered the Taoist temple with the medicine box, Baoshizi took the initiative to greet him: "Boy Fu, did you find Fenggen?"

"That's right, why don't you dare to disturb your old man." Fu Qingyang handed the box in his hand to Baoshizi.

Baoshizi opened the medicine box, took out the phoenix root inside, smelled it, and repeatedly praised: "It really is a high-quality phoenix root, not bad, not bad, it seems that Song Ming is still a little capable."

"Master Daoist, we have agreed that if you find Feng Gen, you will accept me as your disciple. Shouldn't you fulfill your promise now?" Fu Qingyang asked with a smile.

"When did I promise you?" Baoshizi patted his head and asked doubtfully.

"It was the last time I came here." Fu Qingyang said a little.

"I said we'll discuss it after you find Fenggen, but I didn't agree to take you as an apprentice at that time." Baoshizi said with a smile.

"If that's the case, then I have to get these phoenix roots back." Fu Qingyang knew Baoshizi's character very well, and threatening him would often have a miraculous effect.

"Didn't I say no to it? In this way, I will pass on a set of inner strength formulas to you. As for how far you can practice, it depends on your luck." Baoshizi quickly hid the medicine box behind his back.

"Thank you, master!" Fu Qingyang was overjoyed and wanted to pay homage to his master.

Baoshizi hurriedly stopped him: "Reserved disciples are not allowed to learn from a teacher. To put it bluntly, I just teach you some Kung Fu casually and let you practice by yourself. I won't bother with you. Also, from now on, you still call me Daoist!" Boss, don't call me master."

Fu Qingyang saw that Baoshizi's attitude was firm, so he could only give up resentfully. He didn't expect to be an experienced and responsible person at first, and if he could get an inner strength method from him, it would be a worthwhile trip.Next, Baoshizi got into his room, rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time, took out a yellowed torn book, and threw it to Fu Qingyang.Fu Qingyang took the torn book and looked at it, but it didn't even have a name.

"Master Daoist, what's the name of this book of inner strength and mind?" Fu Qingyang asked with some expectation.

"Well, I forgot what it was called. In this way, I will rename it and call it Xinfa." Baoshizi thought for a long time, but he didn't think of the name of Inner Strength Xinfa, so he simply renamed it.

Fu Qingyang was sweating profusely. He originally wanted to get an arrogant martial arts secret book, but now it seems that the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. The inner strength mentality without a name must be a rubbish mentality from nowhere , otherwise it is absolutely impossible to not even have a name.