Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 98

"Manager, this is a list of the newly purchased antiques, please check them out!"

Zhang Yu handed a document to Wang Xiaohu, then quickly ran to the side with his head lowered.

"What's the matter, girl?"

Looking at Zhang Yu's back that was running away like a deer, Wang Xiaohu shook his head helplessly.

He picked up the list, looked at it carefully, and then recorded it by category. After browsing through all the documents, he couldn't help being slightly disappointed.

The number of this batch of antiques is not large, some are real and some are fake, and most of them are calligraphy and paintings, and there is still no bronze ware.

Although Wangdanda's investment has been in place, expanding the scale of Jingbao Pavilion will not happen overnight. It will take time to design, decorate, and arrange, so it will take a long time to get in touch with bronze wares.

"This is true, this is false, this is false, this is true...!"

Wang Xiaohu walked to the batch of new antiques and began to classify them.

He was extremely fast. He stretched out his hand to touch it without even looking at it. He directly judged whether it was true or false and put it aside. Zhang Lu's face turned pale as he watched.

"Manager, appreciating treasures is no joke, you are going too far!"

Zhang Lu stared coldly at Wang Xiaohu and said with displeasure: "Appraisal of treasures is like looking, smelling, and asking in Chinese medicine. Eyes, smells, and voices must be carefully observed. Even the famous master of appraising treasures must be careful. You make random appraisals like this. It's easy to make mistakes, this kind of perfunctory work attitude, how can it be worthy of Mr. Tao's trust in you, how can it be worthy of his position as a manager! Do you know how much loss it will cause to the company if it is wrongly identified?"

Zhang Lu spitted like stars, glared at Wang Xiaohu fiercely, and gave Wang Xiaohu a slap in the face.

Wang Xiaohu wiped the saliva on his face speechlessly. His palms and eyes can absorb spiritual power. All real antiques will produce spiritual energy after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth after being nourished by time. Those imitations, no matter how lifelike the imitation is, cannot After going through a lot of vicissitudes, it is impossible for him to conceive spiritual energy, so his speed of appraising treasures is so fast, and he is absolutely accurate.

Naturally, he couldn't tell Zhang Lu about the divine eyes. If it wasn't for the sake of the company, Wang Xiaohu would have dealt with him long ago.

"Master Zhang, do you think I'm being perfunctory?"

Wang Xiaohu looked at Zhang Lu indifferently and asked indifferently.

"Otherwise? Isn't it obvious enough?"

Zhang Lu snorted coldly and stared at Wang Xiaohu with displeasure.

"If you don't investigate, you have no right to speak. You can identify the antiques that I have identified. If there is a mistake in the identification, I can give you the position of manager. If there are no mistakes, I hope you can do your job well. Work, okay?"

Wang Xiaohu shook his head, looked at Zhang Lu and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, that's what you said, don't regret it then!"

Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, Zhang Lu's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, the premise is that you can find out my mistake!"

Wang Xiaohu smiled faintly, appraised all those antiques extremely well, and patted the dust on his hands casually.

"Cut, I don't believe you don't even take a look at it. With so many antiques, you can identify all of them correctly. You, the manager, wait to step aside!"

The corners of Zhang Lu's mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of arrogance on his face, he took out his magnifying glass and crawled to the antique to study it vigorously.

He was so ecstatic at the moment, he didn't expect Wang Xiaohu to be so stupid as to bet with the manager's position, he was confident that with his own strength, he could definitely abuse Wang Xiaohu this time, and vent his anger on his master Hu Ming.

Even master-level treasure appraisers must be extremely cautious when dealing with antiques. They dare not slack off at all. If they say no, they will look away and ruin their reputation.Like Wang Xiaohu's ability to determine the truth at a glance, I am afraid that only the legendary master of appraising treasures can do it.

There are only a few treasure-appreciating masters in the whole of China. As far as he knows, there are only one in the imperial capital and the south. At Wang Xiaohu's age, could he be the master of appreciating treasures?It's a joke.

"Huh? This is really true? Hmph, you're lucky!"

Zhang Lu held a set of calligraphy and painting for ten minutes, then put it down lightly, gave Wang Xiaohu a cold look, and then looked at the other set.

Although he is young, his treasure appreciating skills are not bad at all. He has already learned almost everything about Hu Ming, so he is so confident.

"This... turns out to be real or fake. This guy is just so lucky!"

After the appraisal of the second antique was completed, Zhang Lu looked at Wang Xiaohu with slightly surprised eyes.

"Luck, it must be luck, I don't believe it!"

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Lu picked up the third antique and began to study it.

"This guy……!"

Looking at Zhang Lu with a serious face, Wang Xiaohu shook his head with a smile, but that's fine. With his seriousness, it might be a good thing. Although Zhang Lu is not very good at dealing with him, his talent in appraising treasures is still good. Otherwise, he would not be regarded as a disciple by Hu Ming.

The reason why Wang Xiaohu made a bet with him was probably because he meant to cultivate him. After all, if Jingbao Pavilion wants to grow, it is not enough to rely on him alone. If he is not around, there must be someone who can carry the banner.

"Batta, Batta...!"

After several antiques were appraised, Zhang Lu was already sweating coldly on his forehead.

All correct. So far, the antiques he has seen that have been appraised by Wang Xiaohu are not wrong at all. The look he is looking at Wang Xiaohu at this moment can no longer be described as surprised. His look is like looking at a monster.

With a "snap", he placed a porcelain vase heavily on the table, his face blushing uncertainly.

"How is this possible? No one is wrong? That kind of identification speed, are you kidding me!"

Zhang Lu muttered to himself naturally, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Could this guy be a master of appreciating treasures?"

He raised his head and glanced at Wang Xiaohu, who was drinking tea leisurely, and immediately shook his head appreciatively: "Impossible, the master of appraising treasures can still be tested for talent, and it is impossible to become a real master of appreciating treasures without going through the honing and sublimation of time." Impossible!"

"Luck, it must be luck, it seems that this guy must have been a shit professional in his previous life!"

Zhang Lu comforted himself and then began to identify.

"Hey, I found it!"

When he saw the last blue and white porcelain, Zhang Lu's eyes lit up instantly.

"Hahahaha, Wang Xiaohu, I knew you were dead, how could you be right?"

Zhang Lu touched the bottle with joy on his face, unable to restrain his excitement, he raised his head and laughed.

"Sure enough, it's still too young!"

Seeing the joy on Zhang Lu's face, Wang Xiaohu shook his head and put the teacup in his hand on the table.

"Wang Xiaohu, you have identified this piece of blue and white porcelain wrongly, it's true!"

Zhang Lu walked up to Wang Xiaohu with the porcelain in his arms, and said arrogantly.

"Hey, I knew you wouldn't be able to identify this piece of porcelain. Sure enough, your vision still needs to be sharpened before you can be your own master!"

Wang Xiaohu let out a long sigh with his usual complexion, reached out and knocked on the ear of the blue and white porcelain: "Here!"

(End of this chapter)