Super Red Packet

Chapter 457: Counterfeiting Experts
Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoben called Qiongzi, and the two drove to Sun Shishan's house.

After not seeing each other for a long time, old man Sun Shishan was very happy and hurriedly made tea for the two of them, and then asked, "When will you two get married? Don't forget to tell me to drink a wedding wine when you get married."

Qiongzi thought that Meng Xiaoben was talking nonsense in front of the old man Sun Shishan, she looked ashamed, gave Meng Xiaoben a hard look, and then said with a smile, "Master Sun, we are just ordinary friends, not what you think." That means."

Sun Shishan nodded with some regret, and then asked: "I think you two must have something important to come to me today!"

Of course Meng Xiaoben didn't want to tell the truth, so he made up a set of lies, "I have a friend who has a Ming Dynasty alchemy furnace at home. I think the furnace is not bad, and I want to buy it, but my friend said Well, that stove is an ancestral property of their family, and he doesn't want to sell it, but I think that stove is too grand, and it will definitely lift your spirits when you put it in the house, and it's more upscale than getting a set of mahogany furniture. So I want to keep it copy the original authentic one."

Sun Shishan was delighted: "Ah, you just wanted to make a fake stove."

"Yes. But I haven't found an expert in this field. I want to find someone who is particularly skilled and skilled, and the quality of the stove produced is exactly the same as the genuine product."

"You mean you want me to introduce a fake master? Hahahaha!" Sun Shishan laughed.

"Master, I'm sorry. But I didn't sell it, but put it in my home, so please help me introduce a good master. The price is no problem."

Sun Shishan nodded, "I know a master imitator in this field. His skills are very exquisite, but he is very low-key and rarely shows up in the world, because many collectors want to send killers to kill him, so Outsiders don't know where he lives! Only a few good friends know a little bit, I will introduce you, but I can't guarantee whether he can meet you, it depends on your social public relations ability."

When Meng Xiaoben heard it, he was another reclusive expert?

A few days ago, he met Miyamoto, an expert in the world, in the island country. Unexpectedly, Miyamoto turned out to be a wanted criminal.

Now there is another worldly expert, not to mention some kind of weird character!Forget about him, you'll know when you meet him.

Old man Sun Shishan wrote an address and a letter to Meng Xiaoben.

At noon that day, Meng Xiaoben and Qiongzi set off by car.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, we arrived at a village in the mountainous area of ​​a neighboring province.

This village is very remote, and it is more than 100 kilometers away from the nearest county seat, but this small village is very luxurious and beautiful, with luxury cars parked in front of each house, and the people you meet in the village, although you can see their skin color Knowing that they were farmers, real farmers, but seeing the thick gold necklaces on their necks, Meng Xiaoben suspected that all of them were nouveau riche.

According to the old man Sun Shishan's address, Meng Xiaoben found a particularly wealthy farmer.

The gate of the courtyard is very tall and luxurious. There is an off-road jeep and a Cadillac parked in the courtyard.

A middle-aged man with a red face came out and saw a pair of young people entering the yard. He looked at the two of them vigilantly and took two steps back involuntarily.

Probably he thought that Meng Xiaoben was the killer who came to assassinate him.

"Hello," Meng Xiaoben took half a step forward and greeted warmly, while confessing that he had no malice.

The middle-aged man looked Meng Xiaoben up and down for a while, and suddenly asked, "Who introduced you?"

Meng Xiaoben replied, "My master Sun Shishan."

When he heard that it was Sun Shishan, the middle-aged man's expression became calmer, not as fierce as before, and he stretched out a thick hand, "Here."

Meng Xiaoben hurriedly handed the envelope in his hand to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stained his mouth with his fingers, tore open the envelope, opened the letter paper and read it, and then said to Meng Xiaoben and Qiong Zi: "You enter Come inside!"

Meng Xiaoben and Qiong Zi followed him into the room.

I saw that the decoration in the room was the same as that of the imperial palace, extremely luxurious.

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man asked bluntly.

Meng Xiaoben knew not to talk too much with this kind of reclusive person, who is most afraid of disclosing their personal private information.Meng Xiaoben was also very straightforward, opened the leather case in his hand, and took out the pill furnace.

When the middle-aged man saw the alchemy stove on the table, his eyes became sharp and sharp, like a hungry wolf in the dark, suddenly seeing its prey.

He stretched out his hand and fiddled with the stove carefully, while fiddling with it, he said slowly: "This is an orphan, this is an orphan."

Meng Xiaoben smiled and said, "Because it is an orphan product, I want to make one that is exactly like it. What is the degree of simulation? That is to say, if you put two stoves together, Even I can't tell which one is real and which one is fake, that's the way to go. Otherwise, I won't pay you."

The middle-aged man gave Meng Xiaoben a sideways look, meaning, can't you trust me?

The middle-aged man put down the stove in his hand, took out two clay pots from a cabinet, and placed them side by side on the table.

Meng Xiaoben looked carefully, and found that these were two very old pottery pots with some ancient monsters engraved on them. It seemed that they were at least cultural relics before the Western Han Dynasty.

"Look for yourself, which one is real and which one is fake?" the middle-aged man said proudly.

Meng Xiaoben lit up the flashlight and carefully inspected the inside and outside of the two clay pots. They were the same everywhere, even every small grain was the same.The most amazing thing is that both pots look so old that it is impossible to tell which one is fake.

Meng Xiaoben put down the pot and asked, "How much does it cost to reach this level?"

"50 each!" The middle-aged man extended a slap.

"50 is a bit too expensive, right?" Meng Xiaoben felt that this price was a bit outrageous.

Anger was evident on the face of the middle-aged man.When someone makes a bargain, he immediately gets angry, which clearly shows that he is a moody villain.Meng Xiao looked down on him in his heart, and smiled to see how he performed.

The middle-aged man said bluntly, "The national treasures I made in my hands have fetched sky-high prices at many auctions. What is 50? It's not even a fraction. If you think it's expensive, go find Others imitated it for you, and they didn’t look like it. Even if you only spent 50 yuan, it’s a waste of money. I’ve seen it just now, and the antique you brought is definitely a priceless one. Of course I understand You mean, imitate a fake one, then keep the real one in your own hands, sell the fake one, and earn him hundreds of millions, more than a billion. I can guarantee here that there are no experts in the things I made Being able to tell its authenticity from a fake is equivalent to giving you a real cultural relic. Isn’t a real cultural relic worth 50 yuan?”

(End of this chapter)