City Qimen Medical Saint (Strange Doctor Hand)

It has to be said that this old man's attainments in antiques are also extremely deep.His analysis was clear and logical, and after he said a few words, the doubts of these people were immediately solved.

At this time, Dongfang Hong also took out a Song Ru kiln vase and said: "After the appraisal of Master Shen Yunzhou, this Song Ru vase is a fake, but I don't know where I saw it. I hope Mr. Wang can solve the confusion in my heart. "

Wang Lao laughed and said: "Master Shen is comparable to me in spreading rumors on this. Since he said it is a fake, it can't be wrong."

"Shen Yunzhou?" Ye Haoxuan moved, thinking of the middle-aged man in Antique Street.

Dongfang Hong pointed out a bad mark above and said: "Master Shen can only see this trace of forgery on this side, and can't see it in other places. Please ask Mr. Wang to palm his eyes to see if there are any other flaws. .”

Mr. Wang nodded, took the vase, looked at it carefully and said: "This ceramic imitates the craftsmanship of the Song Dynasty. It is a high imitation vase. The only flaw is the one you pointed out just now. If it is not Flaws are enough to be false."

Wang Lao continued: "This vase is a high-quality imitation. Although the craftsmanship is high, it has no collection value. However, it is good to warn future generations for learning."

Dongfang Hong nodded and said: "I bought this vase from an antique city for 30 yuan. I thought my eyesight would not be bad, but I didn't expect that there is no limit to learning. Hehe... Listen to it, Quan as a lesson."

Speaking of which, Dongfang Hong raised the vase high and wanted to throw it on the ground.

In fact, these people don't take money as money at all, and they are still happy after spending 30 yuan to listen to it.

But at this time Ye Haoxuan suddenly said: "Wait a minute, can I have a look at this vase."

Dongfang Hong was taken aback, and he said with a sneer, "Why, you're also interested? A poor man here pretends to be elegant to play with antiques?"

Mr. Wang said with a smile: "Antiques are art, regardless of poverty."

The people present were all people of status. If Dongfang Hong made things difficult for Ye Haoxuan now, he would seem a little petty. He immediately said, "What Wang said is true."

Ye Haoxuan took the vase and looked at it over and over several times, but he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

The current Ye Haoxuan has the inheritance of spells, and he can see things that normal people cannot see. Since the last time he searched for paintings, he knows that every antique has a soul, whether it is modern or ancient, as long as it is a piece of art product, he can see some clues from it.

And these soul qi represent the essence of the national quintessence, which is present in every fine product.

After looking at it several times, I found that this vase is still a high imitation, not an antique, but the essence of the vase is not fake.

Ye Haoxuan couldn't see anything for a moment, so he said, "Can you sell it to me?"

Dongfang Hong sneered and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you. High imitation ones are not worth much. I'm asking, can you afford it?"

Just now he had someone check out Ye Haoxuan's background, and he knew that he was just a kid with no background and no money.

Ye Haoxuan said: "You also spent money to buy this, let's talk about the price, or you will be ashamed of it."

When Ye Haoxuan mentioned that he spent money to buy it, Dongfang Hong frowned, feeling angry. Although 30 was nothing to him, it meant that his vision was not good enough. He immediately sneered and said, "Since it is I bought it for 30, then you can take it for 30."

He thought that Ye Haoxuan couldn't come up with 30 yuan at all, but Ye Haoxuan nodded and said, "Okay, let's transfer the money."

Dongfang Hong was taken aback, and immediately reported his account number.

Ye Haoxuan borrowed a laptop and transferred the money.

But Dongfang Hong sneered and said: "A bumpkin is a bumpkin. If you take a fake, you can still treat it as a treasure. It's 30 yuan. You'll earn most of your life."

Ye Haoxuan frowned, but did not answer.

Zhou Ming knew that Ye Haoxuan's family conditions were not good, and if the ancient painting hadn't been sold for 100 million, he wouldn't have been able to get so much money, so he asked in a low voice: "Xiao Hao, is there any mystery in this vase? "

Ye Haoxuan nodded slowly and said: "I just noticed that something is wrong, but I can't say exactly where it is wrong, but it should be a good item."

As soon as Ye Haoxuan's words came out, Wang Laodeng was a little displeased. This antique was appraised as a high imitation by Shen Yunzhou and his two masters, but Ye Haoxuan actually said it was a good item. Isn't this a slap in the face?

At that moment, he said with some displeasure: "If this little friend has any opinions, you might as well tell them."

Ye Haoxuan said with a smile: "I just feel that something is wrong, and I can't see anything. It made Mr. Wang laugh."

Elder Wang snorted coldly and said, "Young people nowadays don't think about making progress and aim too high. Young people must be steady and down-to-earth."

Ye Haoxuan frowned, and was immediately a little displeased with this old man. Could it be that he offended him by saying his own opinion?

Ye Haoxuan turned the vase over, but unexpectedly found a hair-thin jelly on the bottom of the vase, his heart moved, and he immediately understood.

"Why, did you find anything?" Seeing Ye Haoxuan's expression change, Lin Jianye immediately asked.

Ye Haoxuan nodded and said, "I see the problem, is there a blade?"

Lin Jianye immediately found a thin blade, and Ye Haoxuan took the blade, and gently drew a thin mark on the bottle from top to bottom.

He started very slowly and lightly. After finishing the stroke, he carefully picked up the thin mark with the tip of the blade. The object was lifted from the vase.

The color of blue and white porcelain intersecting with blue and white appeared on the vase, Ye Haoxuan continued to lift it up, and after a while, a thin layer of spray-painted thin mold was peeled off from the vase.

"This..." Everyone on the spot was taken aback. It was obvious that the vase had been covered with a layer of thin film by someone with a clever technique, which concealed the original appearance of the vase. Everyone has been fooled.

Ye Haoxuan gently turned the bottle over, and saw that there was an inscription on the bottle, with Wang Bu's works written on it.

"Can you let me take a look?" Elder Wang's expression changed drastically, and his voice was a little unnatural.

Ye Haoxuan nodded, and handed over the vase.

Mr. Wang read it over and over again, and then exclaimed: "This, this is Wang Bu's work."

"Wang Bu?" Except for Zhou Ming and Ye Haoxuan who didn't understand antiques, the rest of the people present were taken aback.

Wang Bu is a master of modern ceramics. His works are characterized by novel composition, clear layers, thick tones, vigorous brushwork and vivid paintings. His original blue-and-white freehand brushwork technique boldly applies the splash-ink technique of traditional Chinese painting to blue-and-white painting.