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Chapter 111 Interpretation

"Xiao Meng, how did you know?" Although they knew the result, the Tianlao people didn't know how to test such an almost perfect imitation technique. This was the first time they had come into contact with such a superb technique, so they didn't want to understand it carefully.

How.

Many people present also cast fiery glances, hoping that Qiao Meng could explain the method generously. This is an unheard-of imitation technique. If you encounter it in the future, you might as well avoid it, otherwise the antique market will become increasingly difficult to deal with.

If this continues, the market will easily be flooded with counterfeit goods. By then, the entire antique world will be a mixed bag, and many unavoidable problems will arise.

At this time, the uncle was not stupid, and knew that his things were undoubtedly fake, but he did not attack Qiao because of this, and he no longer held grudges. He also wanted to know how to identify such artifacts, and he didn't want to

He was fooled again, and from that moment on he sincerely admired Qiao Meng.

If it hadn't been for his words, I might have foolishly thought that I had bought something good. However, the reality was that I had given money to others in vain, and what I had bought back was garbage.

"Master, it's actually like this. I'm not afraid to share the reason with you. But what I, Qiao Meng, want to tell you is that my master gave these to me, but he may have forgotten it for a moment, or maybe he

I was given such an opportunity, so I didn’t make the right judgment right away.”

Qiao Meng first spoke to Tian Lao, and then raised his voice to everyone present, which raised Tian Lao's status to another level.

"This boy."

Tianlao felt a little funny in his heart. He didn't expect that Qiao Meng would not take credit for himself at this time, but would give all the credit to him as a master. Although he knew that on the one hand, he also wanted to divert some of the attention of others to himself, but he also

I feel gratified, it is really rare to have such thoughts.

"Actually, although such porcelain looks perfect on the surface, we can tell the difference as long as we do one thing, that is, use a high-light flashlight to shine on the porcelain, so that the internal joint cracks will reveal the microscopic

With light, you can see clearly at a glance.”

Qiao Meng told everyone the method he had already thought of. Although it was a temporary idea, it was definitely useful. It was like looking at jadeite material. You can see through everything when the light shines on it.

The reason why he had to think about the reason temporarily was because Qiao Meng didn't know the problem by any means, but because he had supernatural powers, he could naturally understand everything clearly. Then he could deduce a reasonable explanation based on this problem.

There's nothing wrong with it anymore.

"I see, isn't this the same as gambling on stones?" Someone immediately thought of this.

"Yes, don't forget that Tianlao is not only a good connoisseur of antiques, but he is also an expert in stone gambling. This little brother is a disciple of Tianlao, so he naturally understands some principles in this regard." Another person thought of this,

He also expressed his thoughts.

After listening to the words of the two people, many people came to a sudden realization, and even lamented that gifted geniuses are really different. When they do something, they can immediately have a chain reaction to all the knowledge they have mastered. It can be said that they are skilled at transformation.

In their hearts, there is no doubt about Qiao Meng's title as a genius. In the future, he will definitely be the brightest star in the antique world. He just needs to continue to be well cultivated and his achievements will be absolutely remarkable!

At this time, another person questioned, "But brother Qiao, you didn't use the method you said just now. I don't seem to see you using a flashlight or other illumination tools."

"Haha, senior, I think your question is a good one. Without a flashlight just now, it stands to reason that I can't see the problem with this blue and white porcelain." Qiao Meng agreed with him at first.

"Then aren't you just a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse?"

"Senior, please don't be anxious. I haven't finished speaking yet. I don't know if anyone remembered just now. When I last looked at it, I raised the bowl and looked up to admire it." Qiao Meng was not moved by this.

I was dissatisfied with the interruption, but continued to explain patiently.

This is seen by many people, especially those old men. The recognition of Qiao Meng now comes from the heart, not just from the mouth of Tian Lao, so he gives a bit of a thumbs-down.

And after listening to this explanation, everyone glanced at the ceiling and understood what was going on. They could only say that they admired and admired. No amount of words of praise could express their admiration for Qiao Meng's ability. He was too

What a monster.

"No, what's your explanation? What does raising the bowl have to do with whether you shine it with a flashlight or not?" The person who questioned seemed to have come with the uncle. Seeing that the uncle was embarrassed, he wanted to come forward.

Find Qiao Meng's loopholes and teach him a lesson, but what he said now has completely exposed his IQ, which may not even be as good as that of a child.

"What kind of attitude do you have? I've already given you the answer. Why don't you read it yourself?" Someone couldn't stand the uncle's behavior and directly criticized him.

"That's right, this man is really disgraceful."

"No brainer!"

Hearing more and more people criticizing him, the uncle was confused. He didn't understand why. Wasn't he doing good for everyone?

What if this kid is a blind cat and a dead rat, talking nonsense, and if he actually encounters such an artifact and cannot identify it, wouldn't he lose money in vain? Why do these people help this kid but not themselves?

Just when he was confused, the owner of the blue and white porcelain bowl came over and grabbed the uncle and whispered in his ear: "Akun, stop talking, don't you think I'm embarrassed enough?"

"Are we just going to let him go? Now he's just talking nonsense. We should get back our face." The uncle named Akun still didn't react and was still looking for trouble for Qiao Meng.

"Look up and look up for yourself, I don't care about you." Then the porcelain owner left Uncle Akun and left Piaoxiang Building.

"Who are you... You are treating me like this, really..." Akun said as he looked up and saw the extremely dazzling lamp on the top. He was speechless and didn't dare to look at Qiao Meng anymore.

Say more.

"I'm sorry to cause trouble to you all. It was just a misunderstanding. So, I'll leave if I have something else to do. See you again if we have a chance." After saying that, he walked straight downstairs without waiting for anyone else to say anything more.

After a while, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Hahaha--

This scene made everyone present amused. Chen Shicheng and the others had not spoken much before, just to see this person directing and acting. It had been a long time since I had seen such a stupid person appear, and of course I didn't want to let this person go.

Put on a good show.

The only thing I can blame is that Akun really has no brain. He has lived for so many decades and how come he has no eyesight at all. He didn't check whether he should act carelessly in such a scene. It would be strange if he didn't become the laughing stock of everyone.

.

"Xiao Meng, you are so bad. Why don't you tell others clearly? You have to make others think they can find your flaws." Jin Long joked to Qiao Meng with a smile.

"How can I not? I have made it very clear, but he just didn't think of it himself." Qiao Meng suppressed his laughter and said with a serious face.

"Oh~ You kid, are you implying that others are fools?" Chen Shicheng also joked from time to time.

"Then aren't you guys having fun watching it too? You're even talking about me, Brother Chen. I think you're the happiest one." Qiao Meng simply said the other way around.

The three of them suddenly lost their seniority and started teasing each other. This atmosphere made Qiao Meng feel very happy. The communication environment without any pressure was one of the reasons why he was really willing to make friends with a few people. Even if Chen Shicheng had

The secret he hid was not known to him.

But who doesn’t have something unknown? He also has special abilities that he can’t tell others about. As long as they feel that they can be friends when communicating with each other, then they can’t care so much.

If you question each other because of some secrets, then there won't be many people in this world who can become true friends. They will all be suspicious of each other.

For some things, it’s not that friends don’t want to tell them, but that the time hasn’t come yet. When the right time comes, you may be able to know the secrets you want to know. Even if your friends don’t tell them, it’s okay as long as they don’t deceive each other.

Ignore it, after all, secrets don't mean they are lies.

Afterwards, Qiao Meng also completed the appraisal of the remaining two treasures as agreed. At this time, no one dared to question his appraisal results at will. At most, they would only ask some questions that they did not understand or still had doubts after he finished speaking.

Let Qiao Meng explain.

Then Qiao Meng also took out his treasure for everyone to watch.

"Everyone, what I have brought is a landscape painting. If you have any seniors you like, please feel free to communicate with me. As long as it is suitable, I will not hold on to it." Qiao Meng looked at everyone and said.

After taking out calligraphy and painting, the eyes of many people who like this aspect immediately sparkled.

A sharp-eyed person saw the calligraphy and painting unfolded and said its origin: "This is Dong Yuan's "Stream Bank Picture"!"

"Yes, it is Master Dong's painting. I, Qiao Meng, hereby guarantee that it is absolutely authentic, otherwise I am willing to compensate double the amount of money!" Qiao Meng saw that someone recognized this landscape painting so quickly, and he also had some recognition for this association in his heart.

, because there are still people who know the goods.

"This is incredible!"

Many people began to study the painting. Qiao Meng simply spread the painting flat on the long table to make it easier for everyone to appreciate.

This painting was actually obtained by Qiao Meng by chance when he was recuperating in City B. At that time, he was just too busy and wanted to go out and take a look around to pass the time. Unexpectedly, he saw a vendor begging and selling old things in the park.

This painting is one of them. It is said that it was handed down from his ancestors. The other things are all imitations. Only this painting was authenticated by Qiao Meng. He didn't think this person really did this.

It seemed that he had to come to the street to beg and sell things after something happened at home, so he gave this person a bank card and gave him the price of the landscape painting 10,000 yuan in cash, so even if the person did not believe that there was something in the card

Money doesn't matter anymore.

Qiao Meng actually saved about two million in this card. Although it is not substantial enough compared to this painting, it is still a lot.


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