"It's enough for my family to have this intention. There is no need to spend so much money."
Mr. Chen smiled and patted his son-in-law, but his eyes were serious.
"How can that be done? It's not easy for my father-in-law to raise Lulu, so I should be filial to you." Qian Sihai looked sincere.
He seems to be a really honest, reliable and good son-in-law.
"That's right, Lao Chen, don't be too pushy. Your children and grandchildren are filial, that's why you're convinced." Mr. Cao smiled while replacing a piece of broken porcelain in his hand.
Chen Songling stopped talking.
He smiled, squatted down, and exchanged looks with Mr. Cao that only they understood.
"Then do you think this blue and white porcelain is real? Is it true that Sihai has found a treasure?" His research on antiques is not as good as jade.
In this regard, in the final analysis, Lao Cao is the authority.
"This broken piece of porcelain looks like something from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. The whole piece has not been put together yet, but the blue and white patterns are very neatly painted, and the color and luster are deep, which has an ancient meaning."
The piece he picked up was the bottom of blue and white porcelain: "Looking at the inscription, it turned out to be Ming Dynasty. Porcelain in the Ming Dynasty has more shapes than the Yuan Dynasty, giving people a simple, rich, graceful and generous feeling. The lines of the utensils are also softer, and the soles of the feet are softer than those of the Yuan Dynasty.
The model is slightly larger and the shape is more stable..."
The onlookers might not be able to understand the professional vocabulary that popped out of his mouth.
But everyone heard that Mr. Cao believed that this was a paper-burning blue and white porcelain vase from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, which was the genuine article.
"Is it authentic?" Chen Songling didn't believe it, so he also squatted down, picked up a piece with gloves, and looked at it with a magnifying glass.
"It looks very real. I think the glaze of this porcelain is delicate and white, not like imitations." Mr. Cao said with a smile, "I once saw a similar collection in the Imperial Capital Museum. If this one has no problems, it's worth..."
Speaking of value, Mr. Cao glanced at the little girl squatting next to him.
If this thing is genuine, then who is so generous as to use such a valuable thing to make a fool of a little girl?
The loss would be too great.
The owner of the antique stall wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I told you, there is absolutely nothing wrong with my treasure. If this gentleman hadn't said it was a birthday gift for his father-in-law, I wouldn't be happy to sell it to him."
"I also have a daughter. If my son-in-law can be as filial as this gentleman in the future, I will be satisfied."
The boss finally heard it and said ten million was a bit small.
But he was very good at smoothing things over, so it seemed that the price was lower and it was understandable that he didn't send it to the auction house.
"It's my luck." Qian Sihai rubbed his palms, "It's just a pity that such a treasure was broken into pieces."
Mr. Cao didn't say anything. He always felt that something was wrong, and he didn't see it for a while.
Thinking about it, he would go to the police station together later and ask the police station to invite experts to go over the details with him.
Manshu was not surprised by Mr. Cao's judgment.
However, she also wondered why the spiritual energy of this porcelain bottle dissipated so quickly.
Could it be that the blue and white porcelain is broken and its spiritual energy cannot be gathered anymore?
still……
She noticed something wrong with her sharp eyes.
"Mr. Cao, look." She handed over the broken porcelain piece in her hand.
The porcelain pieces felt delicate and oily, not like fakes. Mr. Cao did not refuse.
Manshu pointed to the fracture where the porcelain piece was broken: "Look, does this fracture look not too new?"
Not too new, they are all euphemisms.
Mr. Cao took a look with a magnifying glass.
Good guy!
The fracture turned out to be old, and not only that, there were traces of repair and adhesion.
Xu used an ancient method. At first glance, there is no fault in appearance, and the adhesion is perfect.