super sensory appraiser

In the box of Yipin Tea House, hearty laughter came from time to time.

Boss Ji Fuhuaji was obviously very happy today, sitting on the table with a red face.

He kept clinking glasses with Song Longshan, and had a drink with Fang Feiyang and Qiao Jianjun from time to time.

"Xiao Fang, to be honest, I am a little surprised by your performance today. Although you have a lot of luck in getting this ancient inkstone of Master Shi Tao, it is also very rare. Don't try to miss it once, but you missed it twice in one day."

While talking to Fang Feiyang, Song Longshan slowly filled himself a glass of wine.

"Mr. Song, don't laugh at me. Boss Ji and Mr. Qiao may not know me. You don't know me. The antique I saw for the first time in my life is still in your study. I became interested in antiques only after I came out of your house. It may also be that after touching the antique porcelain in your house, my luck improved."

Seeing that the old man was talking, Fang Feiyang brought up the things he had missed, and quickly shifted the responsibility to "luck". He didn't want people to focus their curiosity and attention on himself, that magical perception ability It is the secret that he must hide all his life.

Boss Ji on the side probably drank a lot of white wine at this meeting, interjected and said: "I want... Let me tell you, Song... Old man Song, I think Xiao Fang is...very...very good at antiques. If you are talented, I suggest you simply accept him as a disciple."

Song Longshan was taken aback when he heard the words. It's not that he hadn't thought about accepting apprentices. Ten years ago, he considered finding a qualified heir almost every day. Later, he found that finding an apprentice who was talented, intelligent, fond of collecting, and with a temper that matched his own was like an apprentice from the beginning. It is as difficult to pick a piece of jadeite from a pile of pebbles, so he has become less persistent in recent years.

At the same time, Song Longshan's identity is quite special, and he can't just find an ordinary person and finish the job.He also thought about cultivating his own next generation. He has a son and a daughter. Unfortunately, his son is in politics and his daughter is in business. Neither of them has any intention of getting involved in the antique industry. Fortunately, the sons and daughters have achieved impressive achievements and brilliance in their respective fields.

While Song Longshan was silent, Fang Feiyang, who was sitting at the bottom seat, was short of breath, and his little heart was beating violently.

Boss Ji's casual joke made Fang Feiyang think about it.

"If Mr. Song can accept me as an apprentice, that's really what I wish for. I don't know what the old man thinks? Would you like to accept me as an apprentice here?"

At this moment, Fang Feiyang's heart was like fifteen buckets fetching water - up and down, he turned around and looked at Song Lao secretly, only to see that his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Well, Xiao Fang, your talent is really good. Although you are young, you are still stable. The most important thing in collecting antiques is a peaceful mind. I think Xiao Fang is ahead of his peers in this regard. But I don't know, you Would you like to join us?"

"Of course I am willing. It is my blessing to be able to learn from Song Lao!" Fang Feiyang stood up excitedly, nodded and said.

"Well, good, but I want to test you first, let's take it as an entrance test for now!"

"Ah? ... Still need to test! Mr. Song, I don't know anything about antique collection."

When Fang Feiyang heard that Song Longshan said that he still had to test himself, his originally cheerful face frowned again.

"Just a simple little test, don't be too nervous!"

In fact, Song Longshan has already made a decision in his heart. Although he and Fang Feiyang have not known each other for too long, through his detailed observations in various aspects, this young man has a good character, is stable in his work, and is willing to help others. There will be a subconscious pursuit and admiration for ancient artworks in the eyes of antiques. This kind of pursuit and admiration is innate and is the basis for determining your success.

What's more, Fang Feiyang saved Song Longshan once. Song Longshan originally wanted to repay the kindness that night with 50 yuan, but he didn't expect this kid to secretly leave the check on the dining table before he left. In Song Longshan's heart, Fang Feiyang added an appreciation. After all, in today's society, there are very few young people who can have the courage to refuse the 50 yuan that is easily available.

How did Fang Feiyang know that while he was anxiously waiting for the old man's questioning, Song Longshan had completely accepted him in his heart, so he proposed a simple test because Song Longshan wanted to see whether the young man next to him was still alive. How much potential can be tapped.

"Little Qiao, let me borrow that thing of yours today and let me test Xiaofang's eyesight." Song Longshan signaled Qiao Jianjun to open the rectangular box he brought.

Qiao Jianjun was looking at Fang Feiyang enviously. Hearing this, he hurried to the sofa to get the box.

Putting it on the table, Fang Feiyang discovered that this rectangular box is actually a leather box, with exquisite workmanship and ingenious design. There is a layer of air interlayer inside to protect the contents from being damaged by impact.Opening the protective buckles at both ends, Qiao Jianjun pulled out a cylindrical porcelain from the box.

"Xiao Fang, the old man will not make things difficult for you. As long as you tell me whether this thing is right or not, it would be better if you can explain it with a reason. Even if you make a wild guess, I will count it as your pass."

Song Longshan pretended to be very serious and raised the question of this examination.

Ji Fuhua and Qiao Jianjun didn't know what kind of medicine the old man Song sold in the gourd. They said it was a question test. The questions asked were quite strange and had almost no technical content. It seemed that there were two multiple-choice questions that had to be chosen. There is a 50.00% chance of getting it right.

Fang Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the topic Mr. Song asked him, and he felt relieved. He has super perceptual ability, and he can tell whether it is a real antique or a fake just by touching it.But there is still a problem. If the history of this piece of porcelain has not reached more than a hundred years, then you may not feel the mysterious image, and you will not be able to distinguish it.

Fang Feiyang carefully stretched out his hands to pick up the cylindrical porcelain vase, and prayed silently, "God bless, the longer the age, the better. It must have a history of more than a hundred years, and there must be images!"

Fang Feiyang gritted his teeth and grabbed the port of the porcelain bottle.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...no image or picture appeared in my mind.

"What should I do? Without the mysterious image, it cannot be concluded that this piece of porcelain is a fake. If it is a work of the late Qing Dynasty, or a work of the early Republic of China, it is less than a hundred years away from now. My super sense The ability cannot be sensed, but it is really precious, what should I do?"

Fang Feiyang despises his half-baked supersensory ability now, and in the end he has to do a multiple-choice question by himself.

He was turning this cylindrical porcelain vase in his hand. The decorative patterns on the vase were rich in Taoist colors, depicting a scene of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. The age is very long.

If Fang Feiyang guessed this thing based on his first impression, he would definitely choose to tell Mr. Song that it was a real thing.But now his answer is related to whether he can be a teacher, so he can't help but think carefully.

Fang Feiyang turned the porcelain bottle over, wanting to see the inscription on the bottom of it.

"Great Qing Tongzhi Year System"

Tongzhi year?If it seems that the year of Tongzhi is more than 100 years away, it stands to reason that I should be able to feel the images related to this porcelain.Why not this time?Could it be... Could it be that this thing is controlled?

Fang Feiyang's mood suddenly moved, and he took another look at the font of the inscription.

"I see, this porcelain bottle is indeed a fake..." Fang Feiyang already had the answer in his heart.

PS: Thank You Meidi for the support of flowers for three consecutive days, very touched!