Wushuang was very familiar with this place. When Master Yun was not prosperous, the three of them often drank tea and talked about life in this small courtyard. At that time, they did not expect that Master Yun would have such courage and make such a big deal.

He walked straight to Master Yun's study. The bodyguard in the study saluted Wu Shuang with his fists raised, and then knocked on the door: "Boss, Master Shuang is here."

"Invite me quickly!" Mr. Yun in the room looked very excited.

Wushuang was not polite when he walked into the house. He sat down at Master Yun's boss' table, poured himself a cup of tea and lit a cigarette.

"Hey, Mr. Yun, you are so anxious to find me, I believe it is not as simple as inviting me to tea, right?"

Master Yun turned his back to Wu Shuang and turned the boss's chair around. Master Yun is a Mongolian, about fifty years old, wearing a simple mandarin jacket, with a big gold chain hanging around his neck, and his hair is a little bald. "Master Shuang,

I haven't looked good in a few days. I heard that you went to Zhejiang? Haha... What, do you want to expand your business there? Don't forget to bring Lao Yun with you!"

The two people are so familiar with each other that their business with each other is considered to be on the right track. Now that the Ax Gang in City A has been eliminated by Wushuang, other small gangs dare not find fault. Nowadays, the entire A City, and even the only gang in Jilin Province,

They are the only two groups with the largest power. But they are not like other gangs on the road who scheming with each other. They often look after each other in business. It can be said that they advance and retreat together, and they have already reached a tacit understanding.

Wushuang pointed at Master Yun and said, "You old guy, don't talk nonsense to me. Just tell me what's going on."

Mr. Yun stood up, walked to the safe on the west side of the study and turned the lock on the safe. His study was not very luxurious, but people like them like to make their rooms quaint after they have money.

Be more elegant. For example, collect some antiques. Mr. Yun is also a good person. He often asks Wushuang to appraise the treasures when he doesn't know where they came from.

He took out a simple packaging box from the safe, carefully held the packaging box and placed it on the boss's desk for Wushuang to take a look.

"What are you doing? Are you giving me a gift? No, I have everything. You don't have to be polite, Mr. Yun."

"Haha... Mr. Shuang is joking again, you have all the treasures there, why don't you use me to give them to you? Come on, come on, open it and take a look. I collected this by accident a while ago. It's a good thing. How do you see it?

How is it true, but... oh, I am a rough man, I don't know how to describe it, you can see for yourself." Master Yun opened the exquisite package, and inside was a porcelain bottle.

This is Wushuang's strong point. His ability to appraise antiques cannot be compared to experts from the Palace Museum, but it is unique in the entire Jilin Province. He is especially good at appraising porcelain and jade from the early and mid-Qing Dynasty. There are rules in the industry.

He grabbed a pair of gloves from the table and put them on, then carefully picked up the porcelain bottle and looked at it.

Master Yun is not an ordinary person, and it is not something that ordinary people can fool. Even if you want to fool him, you have to have the courage. If Master Yun buys fake goods from someone, I am afraid that this person will not live until tomorrow's sunrise.

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But what Mr. Yun said was right. As soon as I touched this Wushuang porcelain vase, I felt something was wrong. Judging from the color of the outer glaze, it should be a pastel olive vase from the Kangxi official kiln. There was nothing wrong with the glaze, but

But it's too new, the color is right, and there are no signs of any repairs.

Wushuang frowned and glanced at Master Yun: "Master Yun, do you mind if I buy it?"

"Please."

Wushuang took off his gloves and carefully touched every corner of the porcelain bottle with his fingertips. It was so smooth, it was just like new. There is a saying among those who play with porcelain in the antique world, saying that babies are afraid of newness but not rescue, which means that they don’t care about you.

No matter how much you save this treasure, it will still be an antique. If you don’t save it, what kind of history will there be to pass on? Right? What I’m afraid of is that you are too new, and the new one will look like it was just moved out of the kiln. If so

If it's brand new, then 80% of it is fake.

Wushuang lifted the olive bottle and looked at the inscription at the bottom of the bottle, then carefully put the bottle back. The inscription on the bottom of the olive bottle stated its origin, "Made in the Kangxi Year of the Qing Dynasty." This is the most standard way to identify a porcelain.

With today's science and technology, everything can be faked, but it is difficult to fake styles, because modern printing technology is too rigid and cannot imitate ancient handwriting.

This base is a standard three-line blue and white regular script. It is genuine and not fake at all. It is undoubtedly a pastel olive bottle from the Kangxi official kiln of the Qing Dynasty.

"How much did it cost?" he asked.

"four million."

"Oh, almost, this is the fake one, it's worth it!" Wushuang was very accurate about the price of this treasure, but having said that, this thing is indeed a good thing, maybe it was out of professional instinct, he was so excited when he saw this treasure

I like it from the bottom of my heart. But this baby is a bit...

Master Yun stuttered and asked: "No...no more? Master Shuang, I'm still waiting for your appraisal. Is it true or false? I'm not sure. It's too new, but when I received it

There's nothing wrong with the style and glaze, it's just new! It looks like it's been touched by no one before. I'm in a bad mood, so I asked you to take a look at it."

"Where did you get this treasure? Is this person accurate? Can you still find him?" Wushuang has already seen the problem with this treasure.

"I can't find it. I paid in full and they left long ago."

"Haha... Then you are talking nonsense. Even if you lie, you won't be able to catch anyone. You can only admit defeat and suffer the consequences of being dumb!" Wushuang laughed.

The angry Master Yun gritted his teeth. Although he was rich, it was only four million! Did Bill Gates feel bad for him? He slapped the table and cursed: "I am a ****, let me catch you again."

I have to get rid of that little bastard!"

"Oh, you are so old, don't get angry. Did I say it was a lie? It's true, 100% true. You made a profit. You can go to the auction house in the background to try this baby at the end of the year. The minimum price is 7 million! You are sure to make a profit.

"Wushuang teased him on purpose.

"Oh, you're scaring me again. Then what did you do just now and ask me where I came from? Do you have any other questions?"

Wushuang picked up the olive bottle again, pointed to the bottom of the bottle and said to him: "Look, if you look closely at the bottom of the bottle, you will find a lot of unevenly distributed mud, right? Generally speaking, this mud is deliberately made by fakes.

That’s a cover-up, but it’s true that you didn’t have time to clean up the mud when you dug it out of the ground.”

"Then you mean...is...this olive bottle is black goods?"

Wushuang told him: "It is 100% dug out from the grave. He can hide it from others but not from me. If you smell it carefully, there is still an earthy smell on this bottle. The temperature of the tentacles is extremely low. This is Yin Qi.
Chapter completed!