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Chapter 439 I said, this is a fake

You said she was good, why did you push Ye Yafei? Even if it was pushed, why did you hit the long row of antique shelf? Chaoge almost cried.

Ye Yafei glanced at Feng Wu with a smile.

There are tens of thousands of pieces of crushed porcelain here?

In this tens of thousands of porcelain slices, how can it be possible to find a dozen pieces of fragments of the wind bottle?

Not only did Ye Yafei think so, but everyone else thought so.

However, Feng Wu was half squatting on the ground. The pair of slim -like moving like a butterfly dance, with a piece of white porcelain with white and jade.

Chaoge quickly pulled a piece of cloth from the side and put it beside Feng Wu's feet.

Feng Wu then put the broken porcelain pieces.

One, two, three ... Soon, Feng Wu picked up eighteen pieces of crushed porcelain.

Ye Yafei stared at Feng Wu: "This is impossible! How do you find it? Isn't it necessarily true?"

Feng Wuyan glanced at Ye Yafei without heart: "What do you know?"

Ye Yafe couldn't say a word of squeezing.

The people present also looked at Feng Wu with an incredible look.

Here are thousands of broken porcelain pieces, and they are all white as jade. How did she pick it out?

No no, no, it must be randomly, when you look back, you must show your stuffing.

The wise man in the crowd passed a bright color in his eyes.

From his eyes, he naturally saw a little clue.

When Feng Wu saw the gel on the side, he took it over and used it.

She first applied a thin layer of paper on the inside of the porcelain sheet, and then stained the crushed porcelain pieces, and finally put it up to the base. In less than a minute, listening to the wind bottle has been re -bonded to the bond.

Then, then

After the whole, clean, fresh and bright, there is no trace of cracking.

Boss Mo's eyes are round!

How is this possible!

Feng Wuyan glanced at Boss Mo casually: "This is what Boss Mo said in his mouth, Master Yu Wei listened to the work of the wind bottle?"

Can Boss Mo say no?

This day's seamless bonding, there is no trace of flawed connection, can he open his mouth and say no?

"Yes ..." Boss Mo gritted his teeth.

His forehead has been faintly sweaty.

Girl Feng recognizes the vision of antiques, repairing antique skills ... This is definitely the level of the master level or above!

"Very good." Feng Wu nodded again.

Chao Ge cried happily with Feng Wu's joy, and jumped and danced: "Little dance and little dance! We don't need to lose money, it's great, it's really good!"

This silly girl, she hasn't started to play yet, so happy?

Boss Mo stared at Feng Wu: "Yes, this is Master Yu Wei's wind bottle, but even if it is repaired, the value is not as good as before. I can agree with this."

Feng Wu nodded lightly: "The genuine product is indeed so."

"Do you still stubbornly think that this is a ravioli?!" Boss Mo's face was so angry.

Feng Wu's hands were delivered behind him, and countless people stood indifferently, proudly: "This is a pupae."

"Good good-" Boss Mo was laughed at. He took the wind bottle and shouted in the crowd: "The big masters present are all our antique arrays. I don’t know which master is willing to stand.

Come out, help us identify it? "

"I'm here--"

In the crowd, an old man with a hidden blue robe stood up and stepped forward.

"Master Bian?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Is it the legendary master?"


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