Jianbao Gold Finger

A few people came to the customer lounge of the auction company. As soon as they opened the door, they saw a bright and charming young woman sitting on the yellow rosewood official chair, holding a cup of tea with smoky smoke in her hand. Send it to the mouth!

It was not the beautiful young woman who caught the eyes of the equation, but the password box held by the young man standing behind her, because as soon as he entered the door, he had already noticed the thick aura radiating from the box!

The beautiful young woman couldn't help being a little surprised when she saw them walking in, but after seeing Chao Yanchen who was following them, she nodded slightly.

"The master Chao said...coming?"

"Oh, Miss Song, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting! This one... is the master who I am talking about!"

Zhao Yanchen pointed to the equation and respectfully said to this beautiful young woman surnamed Song,

"he?"

Miss Song was surprised to see that what Zhao Yanchen was referring to was such a young man.

"He... is the master you are talking about?"

"Oh, Miss Song knows something. He is a famous new star in our circle. He has sharp and unique vision. After passing the objects in his hand, the true and the false will be revealed, and...so far there has not been a punch Case!"

"Really? Just him?"

Ms. Song was obviously not convinced that a master palm-eyed master in the antique circle turned out to be such a young man, but it was recommended by Chao Yanchen, and she had to believe it.

"It's useless to say more, take out the things and see, you will know if it is true or not!"

Hearing someone questioning the equation, before the deity could react, she couldn't help her temper. She took a step forward and said coldly to Miss Song,

"This is... Mr. Chao, I... I didn't just show it to anyone!"

Hearing the coldness in the words of the day and night, Miss Song obviously also had a temper.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Song, this is my niece Day and night, she and the equation... is the relationship between the lover, so a little bit of your suspicion... is also love Excuseable, don't mind you!"

Chao Yanchen said with a smile,

"Oh... so this is Miss Chao, you two... are you lovers?"

Hearing what Zhao Yanchen said, Miss Song immediately became very interested.

"This man who can catch Miss Chao...I'm really curious! Okay, Li Ping, get things up!"

She ordered the man behind her, and saw that the man immediately put a metal password box that she had been holding on to the table in front of several people, opened it, and then retreated!

The equation stood behind Chao Yanchen and couldn't see the contents of the box for a while. After he slowly walked over, he could gradually see the contents of the box!

"Three color dragon handle pot?"

Seeing the contents of the box day and night, she couldn't help but was taken aback, and then her gaze at Miss Song became grim.

"This thing? Do you dare to bring it to our Chaojia auction house? Are you really crazy about money?"

After that, she turned to look at her second uncle Chao Yanchen before Miss Song could speak.

"Second uncle, this thing... do we still need to look at it? You are a veteran, how could you make such a low-level mistake?"

"Day and night, this matter is not as simple as you think..."

"What's not as simple as I thought? The three-color dragon-handled pot, the authenticity is still in the museum, this woman came with only the same thing, are you still serious about authenticating it? Do you use authentication? It's just rubbish!"

The reason for the anger day and night is precisely because the real three-color dragon-handle pot is currently on display in the museum. The exhibited object appears here. Doesn't it mean that it is a fake?But my second uncle actually said that the masters in the industry were not sure...

"Mr. Chao, your company... is really professional!"

Miss Song stood up angrily when she heard what Zhaoxi said.

"Li Ping, take things, let's go!"

"Wait!"

The equation, which had been silent, reached out and stopped Miss Song who wanted to leave.

"What? Why? Can't I leave with my own trash?"

Miss Song squinted at the equation, her face flushed with anger.

"Miss Song, because we all know that the real three-color dragon-handled pot is currently on display in the Anhui Museum, it is excusable to subconsciously think that this thing is a fake! But... Nevertheless, I still want to apologize to you on her behalf!"

The equation said to Miss Song very kindly,

"Equation, why are you apologizing to her?"

Pulling the arm of the equation day and night, the equation immediately patted her on the shoulder and signaled her to stay calm and not restless.

"Oh? You apologized to me on her behalf? Why do you want to apologize? Could it be...you think my three-color dragon-handled pot is real!"

After listening to the equation, Miss Song couldn't help but became curious, and her anger was mostly lost.

"Miss Song's three-color dragon-handled pot...it is indeed true!"

"how is this possible......"

Looking at the equation in surprise day and night,

"It's just... it's not the one displayed in the Anhui Museum, but another three-color dragon-handled pot!"

The equation said categorically, and Chao Xi couldn't help being a little dazed when he heard what Cheng said. She looked at her second uncle, and Chao Yanchen nodded to her.

"Because of this, our masters dare not draw conclusions! Regardless of the firing method, the use of colors, the modeling style, and the glaze coating, this is a three-color masterpiece of the Tang Dynasty. But... we all know that the authentic dragon handle pot is in the museum, so where did this one... come from?"

Chao Yanchen said in detail that only then did Chao Xi understand the whole story, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She unnaturally glanced at Ms. Song a few times, and said with a desire to talk.

"En...just now...sorry!"

Miss Song was taken aback for a moment, and then she laughed softly, very crisply.

"It's ok......"

After speaking, she looked at the equation on the side with a curious expression on her face.

"But...I really want to know, how did Mr. Fang figure out that this three-color dragon-handle pot is not the one on display?"

"This three-color dragon-handled pot is about 23 or 4 cm tall, with a diameter of about 5 cm, and an abdominal diameter of about 11 or 2 cm. It has a straight mouth and an umbrella-shaped lid with a small nylon-shaped handle attached to it. Ball abdomen, ring feet, shoulders are decorated with three-circle concave string patterns. It is white and slightly yellow, glaze green, white, and yellow. It has the characteristics of natural flow of three-color glaze, colorful, beautiful and elegant! And its outer wall is piled on With grape leaves, the abdomen is stamped with grapes and birds. The overall shape and decoration are very vivid and unique! At first glance, this three-color dragon-handled pot is almost exactly the same as the one in the museum, but this is indeed not in the museum. The one, because...here!"

The equation points to the position where the dragon handle of this three-color dragon handle pot connects with the mouth of the pot with a finger.

"Here? What's wrong?"

Not only Miss Song and Chao Xi, but even Chao Yanchen was attracted by the equation’s selling point, stretched his neck and looked at the place pointed by the equation.

"As far as I know... the three-color dragon-handle pot was dug out from the soil, then... the problem is coming! The traces of moss at this joint... where is it? Coming?"