Shopkeeper Wu looked at Qin Hao, his eyes narrowing slightly.
This young man claims that he can distinguish truth from falsehood?
To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.
In the antique business, what matters is not courage but experience.
Eyesight, touch and experience - none of these can be accumulated in one's early twenties.
Not to mention, Qin Hao's words just now were quite bold.
"The young man is quite assertive." "
Shopkeeper Wu smiled, his tone neither too cold nor too warm.
Just then, someone came in through the door.
Shopkeeper Wu's expression changed immediately and he got up to greet him. His smile was more than three parts sincere than before.
"Old Sun, you are a rare guest."
The visitor was an elderly man with grizzled hair and beard, exuding a composed air. It was obvious that he was no ordinary collector.
Behind him followed a young man, his expression cautious, carrying a box in his hand.
"Passing by, I brought two small things." "
Old Sun smiled and nodded.
The young man put down the box and opened it carefully.
The box is covered with thick sponge, which clearly shows that it is specially designed for shock absorption.
Soon, two pieces of porcelain were taken out.
Shopkeeper Wu personally spread out the flannel and then signaled to put it up.
Then he put on white gloves and his expression became particularly serious.
He looks very slowly.
First, the overall picture, then the details, and finally even the sole was examined repeatedly.
After a while, a smile appeared on his face and he looked up at Old Sun again.
"Good thing." "
It's indeed a good thing.
Old Sun just smiled and didn't respond.
Shopkeeper Wu's heart stirred and he understood - this was testing him.
Just as he was about to comment, his eyes suddenly rolled and he turned his head to look at Qin Hao.
"Young man."
"Didn't you just say you could distinguish?" "
Qin Hao was taken aback.
"Like this."
Shopkeeper Wu smiled and said, "Tell me. If you're right, I'll hire you." "
This sentence, seemingly casual, actually conceals a threshold.
The words "true" and "false" are not hard to say.
The hard part is - to make it clear.
Name, era, craftsmanship, flaw.
If one is missing, they are all laymen.
Qin Hao's gaze fell on the two pieces of porcelain, but he suddenly froze for a moment.
What a coincidence!
His entry into this line of work is inseparable from his grandfather.
And these two things were exactly what he made with his grandfather when he was thirteen years old.
I never expected to see you again here.
"Young man?"
Shopkeeper Wu called out twice in a row.
"Cough." "
Qin Hao came to his senses and said, "Let me see." "
He stepped forward and examined it carefully again.
That sense of familiarity made him feel dazed for a moment.
The young man brought by Mr. Sun saw this and gave a slight smile to his lips.
Under the tutelage of a master, there is a touch of arrogance.
"Quite convincingly." "
"Probably they don't even know what it's called." "
Old Sun's brows slightly furrowed imperceptibly, clearly not satisfied with his apprentice's words.
Shopkeeper Wu was also a bit embarrassed and was about to smooth things over to get Qin Hao to leave.
Just at this moment --
Qin Hao suddenly spoke up.
"Blue and white dragon and phoenix pattern box." "
His tone was calm.
The total height is 14.9 centimeters, the diameter is 21 centimeters, and the base diameter is 19.3 centimeters.
As soon as the words were spoken.
The store fell silent all of a sudden.
A trace of surprise flashed clearly in Old Sun's eyes.
So accurate.
It's not a rough estimate, not an estimation; it's precise to the decimal point.
Shopkeeper Wu's heart gave a sudden jolt and he subconsciously asked:
"Have you seen this thing, young friend?" "
"Then tell me, what other features does it have?"
Qin Hao nodded.
"Flat and round, with a mother-daughter opening." "
The cover is painted with blue and white dragons and phoenixes, and the patterns echo the top and bottom of the box.
There is a mark on the inner circle - "Made in the Longqing period of the Ming Dynasty."
The words had not yet faded.
Old Sun couldn't help clapping his hands.
"Ok!"
"Little friend, are you from the archaeology Department?" "
Qin Hao smiled a little embarrassedly.
Shopkeeper Wu explained from the side. Old Sun nodded and then pointed to another item.
"What about this one?" "
At this moment, Sun Lao's apprentice sized up Qin Hao again, and his expression changed obviously.
He had heard about these two objects from his teacher.
But Qin Hao blurted it out at a glance.
Qin Hao looked at that bottle.
"Oil hammer bottle." "
"High three 11:2, diameter 3.2, bottom diameter 9.8." "
It is named so because it resembles the oil hammers used in old oil pressing workshops.
Old Sun fell completely silent.
This kind of precision cannot be "discerned".
The only explanation - this young man has played it.
And, not just once.
"Young man."
Old Sun asked slowly, "Do you think this thing can open the door or not?"
Qin Hao was taken aback.
Open the door?
He really had never heard of this statement.
Shopkeeper Wu had no choice but to explain in a low voice, "I'm asking if it's true or not."
Old apprentice Sun couldn't help laughing, his eyes brimming with contempt.
Qin Hao cursed inwardly
Wu Babapi indeed taught nothing.
"Oh."
He nodded. "These two pieces were imitated by later generations."
As soon as the words were spoken.
Shopkeeper Wu's expression changed on the spot.
"Nonsense!" "
"This is a big door. Do you know who Mr. Sun is?" "!"
Old Sun, however, raised his hand to stop him and instead smiled.
"Never mind." "
"Young man, go on."
Qin Hao felt a bit embarrassed.
He could be so certain not because of his golden eyes.
But - this is his grandfather's craft.
But who would believe such words when they are said?
After thinking for a moment, he reached out to pick up the oil hammer bottle and flicked it gently with his fingertip.
It's clear and crisp, but lacks a bit of the "old sound" that should be there.
"Has this one undergone a carbon-14 test?" "
The result should show that it is genuine.
Old Sun nodded.
State your reasons.
Qin Hao took a deep breath.
"Ordinary fraud is enough to deceive the layman."
But what is truly hard to imitate is the old craftsmanship.
"Especially glaze." "
"Nowadays, chemical glazes are widely used and they are very easy to look at." "
But these two are different.
At this point, he looked up at Mr. Sun.
This is a replica of an old piece made of old materials.