Chapter 4 Verification

"Miss Tang, can I take a look at that thing?"

Song Yun took a deep breath and calmed down a little. He glanced at the antique that he had seen glowing on the shelf in the corner of the wall. He hesitated for a while, his curiosity grew long, and he asked.

Tang Miaomiao didn't know what Song Yun wanted to do, but nodded in agreement.

Song Yun walked over and found it was a bowl. He picked it up and rubbed it. As expected, the white light was blazing, very dazzling.

"Miss Tang, is this a real antique?"

Song Yun turned to look at Tang Miaomiao.

"correct!"

"It is indeed true."

"In the Qing Dynasty, since the Qianlong Dynasty, a decorative pattern with Buddhist auspicious language as the theme became popular in official kiln porcelain."

"At the beginning, the auspicious words of four words such as 'longevity without borders' were usually used as the subject matter, but since Kangxi, four words representing auspiciousness were often written in the middle of the pattern. Individually, this method has been fixed since Qianlong."

"This bowl has a slightly outward brim, a deep belly, and a deep foot ring. The texture of the fetus is extremely delicate, and the production is unconventional. The outer wall of the bowl is made of yellow glaze, and the top is painted with flower patterns. The four characters 'chang' and 'ming' are separated by four sets of intertwined branches and treasures."

"The layout of the decorations is absolutely symmetrical, the paintings are neat and delicate, and the pastels are dense and gorgeous. The official kilns can't go wrong."

"'Da Qing Daoguang Year System' three-line six-character seal script mark."

"This is a serious Qing Daoguang yellow-ground pastel 'Buddha's day-to-day Ming' bowl, and the appearance is very good."

Tang Miaomiao nodded, Song Yun was holding a real antique.

real?

Is this bowl really real?

Does this mean that his guess is true?

The monster that ran into the body gave him the ability. As long as it is a real antique, you can see the white light emitting, especially when you slap it, the white light will be more obvious.

Song Yun tugged at his hair, which was crazy.

"How do you know it's real?"

Tang Miaomiao looked at Song Yun a little strangely. When did a porter have such eyesight?

"This bowl is beautiful, I think it should be real."

Song Yun casually made an excuse, but he couldn't talk about supernatural powers.

Think it's pretty?

Is it possible to determine the authenticity of antiques based on this?

Tang Miaomiao looked Song Yun up and down for a while. Could it be that this is an expert appraisal expert in the wrong profession?

"In addition to this bowl, I also have some antiques in my shop. You can see that they are not real."

Tang Miaomiao pointed to the shelf. There were dozens of antiques scattered on it, including porcelain and bronze. She decided to try Song Yun's eyesight.

Song Yun glanced at the rest of the antiques.

"It's not true, is it?"

Song Yun shook his head, not a single piece of light was shining.

"How did you see it?"

Tang Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, Song Yun was right, it was all fake.

"Hehehe!"

"I just feel that way, but I can't articulate it."

Song Yun was using supernatural powers and knew nothing about Antiques, so he couldn't give any reason at all.

Tang Miaomiao went up to the second floor and took down three antiques in a while.

"What do you think of these three?"

"true or false?"

"If there are fakes, pick them out."

Tang Miaomiao said while staring at Song Yun.

Song Yun looked down and found that there were two pieces that glowed, and the one in the middle had no light at all, so he picked it out immediately.

What's the matter with this kid?

It's obvious that he doesn't understand anything, how can he identify it and say it accurately?

Tang Miaomiao looked at Song Yun and really couldn't understand what was going on.

"what?"

"Miss Tang, am I right?"

Song Yun looked up and found that Tang Miaomiao was looking at him strangely.

"Song Yun!"

"Don't be a porter, let's play antique collection!"

Tang Miaomiao blurted out.

"I don't understand antiques, I can't do this business, and I can't eat this business."

Song Yun instinctively shook his head.

"You do not understand?"

"How could you not understand?"

"If you say that you are lucky to buy a string of beads on the street stall, but there are more than a dozen antiques on the shelf, you can find the only one that is genuine, not to mention the three antiques in front of you, even if there are some famous appraisal experts in the circle It's a headache, you can see it at a glance, why don't you make good use of this skill?"

Tang Miaomiao looked at Song Yun in disbelief, not knowing why she rejected her proposal.

Song Yun was quite helpless, what he said was the truth, but Tang Miaomiao obviously didn't believe it at all, knowing which antique was real only by supernatural power had nothing to do with the knowledge of antique collection.

"You may not really know much about antiques, but what does that matter? As long as you can tell the difference between real and fake, it doesn't matter if it's just a feeling."

"In the antique industry, as long as you can pick up a few leaks, for example, the bracelet you just sold me, make a fortune and eat spicy food, things in the blink of an eye, this is far better than being a porter!"

Song Yun was stunned and slapped his head sharply.

What's wrong with not knowing the knowledge of antique collection?

I have my own powers!

The ability to identify antiques is as simple as drinking water. As long as it emits white light, it is true, otherwise it is false.

Song Yun suddenly realized that the monster that ran into his body was very likely to change the trajectory of his life.

done!

Song Yun did not hesitate, and immediately made a decision.

Tang Miaomiao is right, it is really profitable to pick up leaks. The bracelets bought for dozens of yuan sell for a sky-high price of 150,000. When can a porter make so much money?

Are there any risks?

There are definitely risks, but, what's not risky at all?

Now that there is an opportunity in front of you, you don't even dare to try, then you just go back to your hometown to farm, why go out to the big city?

Song Yun couldn't help thinking about the chat with his sister last night, and when she said that the city was beautiful and that she wanted to eat McDonald's and Haidilao, her determination became stronger.