Manshu lowered his eyes, it was really hard to explain.
Mr. Cao just thought she was embarrassed and asked instead: "Then go and see if you can find any doubts from these blue and white porcelain fragments."
After saying that, Mr. Cao looked at Tong Yan again: "Captain Tong, let the little girl see these fragments. Is it okay?"
Tong Yan naturally knew Mr. Cao's identity and had dealt with him before.
Just as he was about to nod, someone stepped in first.
"Mr. Cao, this..." is against the rules.
The person who spoke was the antique stall owner.
Mr. Cao interrupted him: "What? You won't let me check?"
Mr. Cao's eyes were sharp, and the owner of the antique stall shrank under his gaze.
He said with a sneer: "How can you do that? Of course you can check it however you want."
What a joke, this is the president of the Antiques Association, how can he afford to offend him?
Unless you really don’t want to set up a stall here anymore.
"Little girl, would you like to lend you a tool?" Mr. Cao took out a magnifying glass from his coat pocket.
Manshu didn't refuse and took it after thanking him.
She actually knows nothing about treasure appraisal.
I just thought that I could feel the aura on jadeite, and I wonder if it is on antiques.
She picked up a broken piece of porcelain, concentrated on it, and tried to feel it.
Whenever she concentrates her energy, she can sense the aura of the treasure.
This time, there is actually one?
She could feel the slightest bit of coldness sinking into the palm of her hand.
Maybe this is the aura of the treasure.
But this spiritual energy is very scattered and very little. What’s going on?
It's like it's gone.
Is this really a blue and white porcelain vase? Because it was broken, did its aura disappear?
Manshu looked carefully at the broken porcelain in his hand.
In fact, she couldn't tell whether it was blue and white porcelain.
Li Jiayin also deliberately sarcastic in a voice that she could hear: "Hey... pretentious!"
Manshu said nothing and only glanced at Li Jiayin lightly.
It is true that she has never been exposed to treasure appraisal, but aren't there experts here?
It was Yan Siyu who pulled Li Jiayin's sleeve: "Jiayin, don't say that."
"Classmate Manshu, I can understand your desire to find evidence, but you don't know how to identify treasures. It will waste time to continue reading like this. It is better to let Brother Tong find professionals to identify it. But..."
Yan Siyu glanced at Qian Sihai: "This blue and white porcelain vase was bought by Uncle Qian to give to Mr. Chen. It is unlikely to be a fake."
"Are you saying I'm wasting my time?" Manshu directly pointed out what she was trying to express in a roundabout way.
Yan Siyu choked, thinking that Manshu would retreat in spite of the difficulties.
I didn't expect that she would say it so bluntly.
"Aren't you just wasting your time?" Yan Siyu had concerns, but Li Jiayin didn't.
Now she wanted to step Manshu into the mud.
"Look, you are not as honest as Li Jiayin. At least she has the courage to speak out." Manshu pointed at Li Jiayin, whose nostrils were turned upward.
Li Jiayin glared at her.
Yan Siyu tightened her left hand. She didn't expect Manshu to be so difficult to deal with and not play her cards according to common sense.
I don't even know where she got the confidence to challenge herself, the eldest daughter of the Yan family.
Doesn't Yan Manshu know that if she was really less energetic, she could not be given a way to survive?
For what happened today, she should have definitely compensated others.
Can we still make a comeback?
It's just a desperate struggle.
Thinking of this, her clenched hands loosened again.
He said aggrievedly: "Classmate Manshu, I think you really have some misunderstanding about me. I just want to be fair to Uncle Qian. Uncle Qian is a professor of the History Department. Couldn't he still see the authenticity of the blue and white porcelain vase?"