Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

"Brother Heng, I feel that the lottery in Uncle Master's hand is reserved for you, otherwise why would you restrict it to young people?"

Du Heng guessed the same.

"However, I'd better get a lottery on my own, and take it from my senior brother. The food is too ugly, and it will make it difficult for my senior brother. Ni Yutian will definitely not accept it."

"That's right, let's go to the second floor now?"

"Well, although this little game depends on luck, it is relatively more objective and controllable."

staircase.

Ni Yutian was waiting with a victorious attitude.

Yue Tao is an upright person. He was obviously invited to comment, but he obeyed the rules and did not disclose the rules of the Antique Appreciation Exchange Meeting to Du Heng in advance.

But that doesn't mean everyone else is following the rules.

For example, Ni Yutian's father's old friend Lu Xiangrong.

It happened to be an antique appraiser at the Bogu Auction House.

Not only did he disclose the content of this exchange meeting to Ni Yutian early on, but he also secretly tried to help Ni Yutian win the first prize of this small game of appreciating treasures after Ni Yutian begged for it.

Ni Yutian had already confirmed with Uncle Lu.

Lu Xiangrong promised.

There is absolutely no problem with his hands and feet in the small game.

It is definitely possible to embarrass Du Heng and make Ni Yutian the highest combined value of the two antiques.

and so.

Ni Yutian was full of confidence at this moment, and waited at the stairs to wait for Du Heng to go down the second floor together.

He couldn't wait to show off.

"Ni Yutian, good dogs don't get in the way!"

He Feng scolded when he came up.

"You put on this posture because you feel that you are sure to win? I don't know how much you really have, but you are better than anyone else when you pretend to be aggressive!"

Ni Yutian believed it without taking it for granted.

"Of course I win!"

It is impossible for Yue Tao to help Du Heng cheat because of his upright personality. Du Heng will take the lead to win him?
"Let's go."

Du Heng ignored it.

Go straight down to the second floor.

It is a mule or a horse that goes out for a walk.

Mr. Thayer is right in this little game of appreciating treasures. It depends on luck as well as eyesight.

Including Du Heng also depends on luck.

If the two antiques corresponding to the number 17 of his invitation are genuine, then he can't exchange them, and the final added value can only be left to fate.

If there are fakes among them, Du Heng can go to the antique warehouse of Bogu Auction House to pick out the collection and replace them.

There is an eye.

Du Heng will definitely be able to select the most valuable collection.

In this way, he can keep the possibility of winning the small game in his own hands as much as possible.

Hopefully both are fakes.

"Brother Heng, I think this Ni Yutian cheated [-]% of the time! Self-confidence shouldn't be so confident. I just don't know what method to use?" He Feng guessed after reaching the second floor.

"Shall I keep an eye on him?"

"You also have invitations, don't you want to see your own antiques?"

"Brother Heng, help me to see, my vision can be better than yours?" He Feng just regarded appraisal as a profession but not interested.

Instead, he paid more attention to matters related to the bet.

"then you go."

"Try not to quarrel, your uncle is still up there, don't cause trouble for him."

"Don't worry, I know!"

Just after finding out where the numbers 17 and 18 are, Du Heng realized that He Feng didn't need to focus on Ni Yutian.

The number of Ni Yutian's invitation is exactly 15.

Not far from the two of them.

Although Ni Yutian knew that Lu Xiangrong had arranged for him the two most valuable authentic items, he still put on a show and carefully appraised them there.

He doesn't make trouble.

Du Heng and the two naturally didn't bother to take the initiative to find him.

"Brother Heng, what is my thing?"

He Feng looked at the antique with number 18 in a daze.

"It looks like a cup for drinking coffee, but the mouth of the cup is undulating and wavy, and there is no place for a mouth at all. There is also this small half-length figure that looks like a cup handle, with an obvious western face. It must not be from China. ?”

"This is your silver-gilt salt shaker, which is usually seasoned at the banquets of European nobles."

"This piece is exquisite in shape and exquisite in craftsmanship. Judging from its style, it is very likely that it was once used by a royal family in a certain European country."

Du Heng actually saw more information with his sky eye.

For example, it was used by King Henry IV at state banquets.

But he didn't reserve relevant knowledge, the more detailed he said, maybe He Feng would ask more questions, and the more he said, the more mistakes he would make.

"What about the value?"

"It's genuine but not expensive. It belongs to the common tableware of the eighteenth century, I guess. The price on this is only eight or nine hundred, so it's worth buying."

He Feng lacked interest.

He didn't seem interested in this broken salt shaker, and it wasn't short of 20.

"Brother Heng, where is your enamel vase?"

"Hey, is this a fake?"

After He Feng said this.

Du Heng looked at him in surprise.

And nod affirmatively.

And Ni Yutian, who was pretending to be next to him, was shocked.

Didn't Uncle Lu say that the two antiques arranged for Du Heng are all high-quality fakes that he found with great painstaking efforts?
How come even Du Heng's disciples can see the fake at a glance?

Uncle Lu, are you playing with me?

He Feng was affirmed by Du Heng, and laughed happily: "Haha, I remember correctly."

"Kangxi's enamel-colored lantern vases with consecrated characters and story patterns are made by the imperial court. I remember that Brother Heng summarized in the study notes you compiled for me. Every lantern vase made by the imperial court of the Qing Dynasty has a story depicted on it. The pattern has not been found so far."

"And I was in charge of an auction, and I auctioned a Yongzheng style lantern statue vase, which was almost exactly the same as this one, with the picture of 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea' depicted on the body of the bottle."

"I just boldly guessed that the vase of the lantern statue is a fake, but I didn't realize it was a fake!"

Du Heng didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

But this cannot be regarded as a complete coincidence. Normal people appraise antiques by relying on the comprehensive appraisal of eyesight and experience.

This time, He Feng was able to spot fakes at a glance.

It is the inevitable result of his serious study and accumulation of experience.

"Brother Heng, don't tell me, I'm here to find out where is the loophole in this fake vase?"

"Look for it slowly!"

Ni Yutian made sarcastic remarks on the sidelines.

"Just guessing and saying it's a fake, without actual evidence, can't convince the public."

He Feng frowned more and more as he watched.

Ni Yutian's smile gradually became presumptuous.

He just said, how could Uncle Lu be unreliable?

Even if you are lucky enough to know that it is a fake, so what, Mr. Thayer said, you have to point out the flaws before you can go to the auction house warehouse to replace it with a collection.

Du Heng observed Ni Yutian's smile.

I have some guesses in my heart.

There was a distance of one meter between the two sides, and this Ni Yutian obviously hadn't done the appraisal, but from his tone of voice and his expression, why did he seem to believe that the Lantern Zun vase was a fake?
I'm afraid there is something shady here?

"Brother Heng!"

"Is there something wrong with the color of the enamel?"

He Feng, who had been frowning all the time, suddenly slapped his head in a sudden realization.

Seeking knowledge looked at Du Heng.

"In addition to the traditional glaze coloring, I counted five kinds of enamel colors for this lantern vase, including lavender and carmine. But if I remember correctly, before Yongzheng or Qianlong, the enamel colors could only rely on European Imported, Kangxi models should not have so many colors."

He Feng could only think of so much.

Under his thirsty gaze, Du Heng said slowly.