Now that everything has been said, Qiao Meng naturally no longer has any worries, so he continued, "Actually, it is very simple to prove whether I am a treasure appraiser and whether I am qualified to refuse to buy things from your store. I just need to go there.
Just go through the identification test.”
"Haha, don't think that you can get away with just pretending. If you want to prove your identity by guessing the truth, forget it. Why don't you just apologize to me and admit your mistake." The man thought that Qiao Meng wanted to be careful like this.
"I'm sorry, it's not what you think. Listen up, everyone, I not only want to identify the authenticity, but I will also explain all the other details clearly. One may be wrong, and the other two may be luck. Then I will authenticate
Three things, if they are all correct, it can prove everything." Qiao Meng said with confidence.
Now the development of the whole matter seemed to be increasingly out of the man's control, but he had to shoot when the arrow was on the string. What if Qiao Meng was just bluffing and was deceived?
"Okay, yes, but these three treasures must be selected by me personally and the answers must be equivalent to the results expressed in our store." The man said his final request.
"Let's begin." Qiao Meng whispered these three words.
Many people don't know how things developed to this point, but they don't care about it. The main thing is to see a good show, and that's enough.
In the antique street, most treasure appraisers in the stores will say whatever they say. At most, some experts will discuss it if they come. I have never seen any treasure appraiser dare to challenge like this. If this is true,
Qiao Meng is just blatantly smashing other people's signs.
Although he didn't mean it, no matter what, this incident would still have such consequences, and the trouble would certainly not be easily avoided.
After the male treasure appraiser made his decision, he began to gather the staff in the store to discuss what kind of treasure to choose for Qiao Meng's postgraduate examination. After all, if it was too simple and casual, he might be fooled.
Moreover, even if Qiao Meng is not a real treasure appraiser, he still has some research on antiques. Ordinary objects are not useful at all. If you want to buy them, you have to buy them from off-the-beaten-path or hard-to-find ones on the market.
Of course, there can't be so many unsophisticated and rare products on the market that they can mess around with in the store. If there are any, they must be protected, so the first thing can only be selected from the shelves in the store.
They looked around and made choices. Qiao Meng and Lan Hai sat in the rest area and waited quietly. At this time, no one recognized who they were.
In the past ten minutes or so, the first treasure that needs to be identified by Qiao Meng was finally selected. It was a sword. It looked very ancient, but it was not a bronze sword. It seemed that he wanted to stump him on this point.
Qiao Meng.
Because if it is a bronze sword, its reputation is too great. Many people can imagine that no matter what era or craftsmanship, as long as they understand a little bit of history, they can make a lot of things.
But this sword is not that easy. It is not forged from ordinary metal, so it is not that easy to deduce its true identity value from the surface material.
After taking a look at it, Qiao Meng felt that this was what should appear in an antique store. The previous ones were all nonsense and not worth mentioning at all.
"This sword is not bad. If you take it out earlier, maybe I will actually buy it. Look at what the other ones are like. You are so bad at doing business." Qiao Meng couldn't help complaining. Anyway, we can no longer live in peace.
It's better to talk openly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't talk about useless things. People like you can understand the treasures in our store. I'll give you ten minutes to research. Don't say we don't give you time. I still have ten minutes to write it out for you.
, that should be enough, don’t waste everyone’s good time at night anymore.” The man reacted immediately and stopped Qiao Meng from continuing.
"Okay, don't say ten minutes, ten seconds is enough for me to understand this sword." Qiao Meng said without exaggeration.
"Pretending!"
As soon as he said these words, the onlookers who had been quite supportive and expected were immediately dissatisfied with his arrogant look. Now, no one really stood by him and Lan Hai. Everyone wanted to watch him get embarrassed quickly.
The man and the employees in the store found it even more ridiculous. They didn't expect Qiao Meng to love pretending so much. He probably had no real talent and could only rely on lip service to save some face.
"Oh, poor thing. I'm already very humble, but why do some people always fail to understand the situation?" Qiao Meng looked at Lan Hai and expressed his helplessness.
Lan Hai could only smile and say: "Oh, maybe this is the behavior of the frog in the well."
In fact, Lan Hai felt very uncomfortable when he said this. He was talking about himself before. If he could have discovered the gap with Qiao Meng earlier, he would not have been beaten again and again despite being full of confidence.
A slap in the face. At that time, he was just like these people now, but he was a frog in the well, unable to see the wider world, and thought that the world was originally as they knew it.
As if he could tell that Lan Hai was in a low mood when he spoke, Qiao Meng comforted him: "Don't worry, you will definitely see a wider world if you follow me."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Qiao Meng wanted to reach out and touch the sword.
"You think it's okay, why do you still want to touch it?" The man was a little unhappy.
"Can't I touch this thing? Can you smell the information in a treasure?" Qiao Meng said disdainfully.
"No, you also need to wear dustproof gloves." The man was speechless.
So after putting on the gloves in the store, Qiao Meng stroked the sword again. There was no problem with the touch, and because the gloves were extremely thin and light, he could still penetrate it and use his treasure appraisal ability.
When this power is turned on, it will be invincible, and no treasure will know it. As soon as you touch it, you will feel a chill that penetrates the soul of the weapon. After all, this sword must have killed many people.
"Long Yun Tang Sword" is the name of this sword. Even though it has been silent for a thousand years, it still looks frightened. Qiao Meng has not let go of the scabbard on the side.
After touching it, I realized that it was carved from the finest agarwood. In terms of collection value, it is probably more valuable than the sword itself.
However, looking at it at the time, no matter how fancy and exquisite the scabbard was, it was just a packaging used to hide the edge of the sword. Even if it was valuable, it was not as valued as the sword itself.
It's different now. No one still dances with swords or guns, let alone practices any peerless swordsmanship. Even if they really want to fight, it's just hot weapons and people's fists. At most, they can carry a dagger with them to defend themselves.
So the value of this scabbard was revealed at this time. This will definitely need to be explained later when the appraisal results are written.
Moreover, the material used in the sword itself is pattern steel, which was called "flower iron" or "wen iron" in ancient times. This technique began in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and this sword was made in the early Tang Dynasty.
"The sword is made of flower iron, made in the early Tang Dynasty, and was used by men. The scabbard is more luxurious than it. It is made of the finest agarwood. It is completely natural. The carving technique is extremely exquisite, so it is the object of the imperial palace, and the dragon pattern on it refers to
Prince, the estimate is twelve million." Qiao Meng wrote it on the paper with a brush in one go.
"Take it, if not, I will buy your sword for any price." Qiao Meng said domineeringly.
The man immediately took the paper from Qiao Meng's hand, and then took out the identification results that had been prepared for comparison. At first glance, they were exactly the same, with only one word difference, Wen Tie and Hua Tie.
"Is this... really identified by you? Are you really a treasure appraiser?" The man looked at the comparison above and couldn't help but question.
"Hey, the answer is here. If you still don't believe it, let's continue." Qiao Meng didn't worry at all.
"Well, I don't want you to identify three items. If you can explain the next treasure, you will admit your identity. I will kowtow to admit my mistake in person." The man said still a little unconvinced.
"Senior brother, what do you want?"
"That's right."
"Can……"
"Go quickly!" The other treasure appraisers in the store didn't seem to agree with the man's decision, but unfortunately he was the boss here without the owner. After a while, they saw someone taking out a calligraphy and painting from the inner room.
"This is the most valuable collection in our store, Tang Bohu's "Autumn Wind Fan"," the man said proudly.
"Wow, did you say that what belongs to Tang Bohu belongs to Tang Bohu?" Lan Hai mocked as soon as he saw the painting.
It should be said that Tang Bohu is indeed a very famous ancient painter. As long as his works appear on the market, they will definitely attract mad rush. However, there are too many fakes, so no one will take them seriously just by hearing about them.
"Our shop owner invited Master Li Ka to personally authenticate this," the man explained quickly.
Lan Hai did frown a little when he heard this name. Li Ka's reputation in the provincial capital still has some background and cannot be underestimated. There will be no problems with what he identified. In other words, this is Tang Bohu's painting, but everyone knew it and still took it out.
What should I identify for Qiao Meng?
Hahaha--
Qiao Meng smiled at this time, not expecting to hear Li Ka's name here again.
"Why are you laughing?" the man said dissatisfied.
"No, it's just that I haven't heard the name of my old friend for a long time and it felt a little interesting." Qiao Meng tried his best to control his emotions.
"Just you? How dare you say that you know Master Li Ka? He is a treasure appraiser at the provincial capital level. Who do you think you are?" The man said with disdain, thinking that even if Qiao Meng had some foundation, he could not compare with Li Ka.
Worth mentioning.
"He is my old friend." At this time, a voice came from outside the door, and Li Ka was seen walking in together with a person next to him who seemed to be about the same age.
When he saw Qiao Meng as soon as he entered the door, Li Ka said humbly: "Why did you come to the provincial capital without telling me? This store is opened by my friend. I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Master Li..." the man asked in disbelief.
"He is my best friend, why do you have any objection?" Li Ka's eyes immediately became sharp.
"Heizi, what are you doing? You dare to show off my paintings. Apologize quickly." The owner of the store immediately scolded me.
"I……"
"What am I? If you dare to wait any longer, I won't come to work tomorrow." The shop owner said angrily.
"I'm sorry." Heizi lowered his head sadly.
"You don't have to do this, otherwise people will say that I, Qiao Meng, am bullying others." Qiao Meng quickly advised me.
At this time, someone participating in the treasure appraisal meeting suddenly recognized him, and everyone on the scene exclaimed, "He is Master Qiao!"