Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 98 Appraisal of cultural relics
"Then I'm leaving! Sister-in-law, Angkor, or if you go back late, you will arouse the suspicion of Liu's father and son!"

Wu Xuan beckoned: "Let's go quickly, this matter is over, and then I will treat you to a proper meal!"

At this moment, Wu Xuan was sitting on the chair, thinking about one thing, when will this K of Spades show up.

If this trouble is not resolved, it is also a matter in Wu Xuan's heart, which makes him a little depressed.

To be honest, he really didn't take the K of Spades, the tenth killer, because in the eyes of the Twelve Gods, such a role was like looking at garbage.

"Wu Xuan, thank you for what you have done for our family!" Guo Meijing thought for a long time, and finally said the words of thanks.

Although the tone is very light, but the words are powerful.

To put it bluntly, Wu Xuan has done so much for the Guo family, so he should do something for him.

"Wu Xuan, what gift do you like, I'll give you one!"

"I like you, you are my gift, you give me you!"

"Talk and talk, you are not serious, after this time is over, I will treat you to dinner!"

Wu Xuan rolled his eyes in embarrassment: "You woman thinks really well, you can reap tens of billions of Zhao and Liu families with one meal!"

And the legs of Zhao's father and son were really broken, and they are currently being treated in the hospital.

I can't help but think of what Wu Xuan said to them, this world is too scary!

Wu Xuan alone made them feel that the land of Qincheng was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the father and son had kicked the iron plate from the very beginning.

Wu Xuan brewed a pot of tea and was drinking tea comfortably. After that, he was going to sleep, and he had to rush back to Zhao's house early tomorrow morning.

Right now there is only one big thing, and that is to deal with the Liu family.

Early the next morning, Wu Xuan brought Guo Meijing to Guo's villa.

Two old men in their 60s appeared in Wu Xuan's line of sight, and Wu Xuan knew that these two old men should be two of the three chief appraisers of the Spring and Autumn Group.

Looking at Wu Xuan who walked into the living room, Guo Jianshu stood up: "Wu Xuan, let me introduce you. These are Mr. Li and Mr. Wang from our company. They are both masters of appreciating treasures!"

Wu Xuan hurriedly went up to meet him: "Old Li, hello Mr. Wang, my name is Wu Xuan, and I would like to ask the two old seniors to give me more guidance in the future!"

He really admires this kind of antique treasure appraiser, and Wang Lao's reputation is one of the best in Qincheng's antique circle. He is a professor of archeology at Northwest University, and his research on antiques is superb. Usually almost no punches.

Guo Meijing followed Guo Jianshu into the room: "Meijing, you must pay attention to Wu Xuan, the happiness of both of you depends on yourselves! And Wu Xuan must be the dragon in the pool. It doesn't matter, and I don't know, but in such a short time in Qincheng, the Zhao family was tidied up, and finally the family was ruined. You must let go of your reserve!"

But Guo Meijing didn't know that Wu Xuan was having a hot chat with the two masters of antique appraisal in the living room outside.

Looking at the erudite and talented Wu Xuan, the two couldn't help expressing their admiration. Although this person is only in his 20s, his knowledge of appraising treasures has almost reached the level of people like them who have been dealing with antiques all their lives.

After chatting with Wu Xuan, the two treasure appraising masters already had a simple understanding.

That is knowing astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, knowing the past and the present...

Watching the two antique masters appraise and evaluate cultural relics, Wu Xuan looked at the two old men who worked hard, and couldn't help but admire in his heart. The efficiency of this work directly determined the age, appearance, and value of the cultural relics.

And a cultural relic does not exceed 10 minutes, how much professional knowledge and knowledge reserve is required!

Wu Xuan had learned the knowledge of cultural relics appraisal from Mr. Qin before. As for the specific value, it might be difficult to guess because Wu Xuan did not understand the market, but he was confident in the authenticity and age of the cultural relics.

He randomly picked up a bowl from a pile of antiques, touched it with his hand, and his intuition told him that this bowl would definitely not be an ordinary thing.

He murmured in his heart: It's Dingyao porcelain, it shouldn't, it doesn't feel right to the hand!

Wu Xuan didn't put down the bowl, but held it in his hand and played with it carefully. Mr. Li saw Wu Xuan's doubts and said, "This bowl feels wrong to me. It's said to be a modern work of art, and it's a bit old. The feeling. Say it is an old object, but it doesn’t feel old enough.”

Wu Xuan closed his eyes, and carefully touched it with his hands. After touching it, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old Li, take a look!" Wu Xuan handed the bowl to Old Li.

Li Lao held the bowl in his hand and looked at it carefully, but he didn't find any clues after looking at it for a long time.

"The color of this bowl is rare. It is estimated to have a history of two to three hundred years. It is an unknown object, and it must not be produced by an official kiln!"

Wu Xuan smiled and said, "Old Wang, what do you think of this bowl!"

Mr. Wang put down the work at hand, picked up the bowl and looked at it for a few minutes: "Strange, this bowl looks ordinary, but it feels very strange. This bowl belongs to the kind that is placed in the pile of cultural relics and is inconspicuous. Role."

Mr. Wang and Mr. Li finally came to the conclusion that this bowl is 300 years old and worth at most 20 yuan.

Wu Xuan didn't speak, but took the bowl in his hand and continued to touch it, he wanted to confirm whether his speculation was correct.

The surface of this bowl has a camouflage, which is a translucent color. The color of the camouflage oil and the color of the bowl have been integrated, and the difference is absolutely invisible without a microscope.Due to the color of the grease, it had already penetrated into the surface of the bowl, Wu Xuan was also curious as to what kind of grease this kind of grease was that could stick to a bowl for such a long time.

He knew that the surface was grease, because his fingernails had made a mark on the bottom of the bowl.

Wu Xuan used a lot of strength to prove that the surface is indeed grease, not porcelain, because it is impossible to pinch any marks on porcelain.

"Brother Wu, is this bowl weird?" Elder Li asked curiously.

"As for whether it is weird or not, I am not sure, but I am sure that the value of this thing may not stop at more than 20 yuan.

Huh?
A hint of surprise appeared on Mr. Li's face. He had seen this bowl before, and it was a thing from a folk kiln in the Qing Dynasty. It is actually a bit high to say that it is worth more than 20 yuan.

Did Wu Xuan say something else?
The two old men also looked at each other and nodded, proving that they have the same point of view!

At this moment, Guo Meijing came out, seeing that the atmosphere of the scene was not right: "What's wrong, two grandpas?"

Wu Xuan handed over the porcelain bowl in his hand: "Look at this bowl!"

(End of this chapter)