For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Shen Qingqing, especially Xiao. With an incredible light in his eyes, he said, "Miss Shen, how do you know this is called Sanyang Ding?"

Shen Qingqing didn't speak. She stared at the antique. Every grain on it was so familiar that she felt familiar in her mind.

How could she not know that it was once an antique in her house, which was also her father's favorite.

"I once saw..." Shen Qingqing knew that she had lost her manners. She pulled out a smile in a hurry and explained that there was something wrong with her tone.

Hearing Shen Qingqing's answer, Jiang Fengming's confused eyes suddenly became clear.

"So..." Xiao Lao nodded and said, "it's my first time to see this thing. If I guess correctly, it's an antique of your country."

Shen Qingqing nodded, but she kept looking at the tripod. All the antiques in her family had been sold by Shen Yingying. She never thought that she would see these things one day.

She took a few steps forward and said, "old Xiao, may I have a look at it?"

Xiao Lao nodded and said, "certainly."

He stepped back a few steps, revealing the Sanyang tripod, but there was a sharp light in his eyes.

First of all, she must be Enron. She came over and said, "Qing Qing, I can't believe you've seen this antique. I'll tell you, this antique hasn't even been seen by President Jiang."

He met each other, but Shen Qingqing's father was well hidden.

Shen Qingqing couldn't help laughing when she thought of her father's presence. At that time, every time a guest came to the house, her father would take away the antique, and when those people left, he would take it out with emotion.

"Qingqing, this good thing should be hidden. If those people see it, you will be cheated out by any means."

Shen Qingqing touched the lines on the Sanyang tripod, thinking about the time before, and his mouth turned up unconsciously.

All of a sudden, I don't know what she touched. Her face changed.

Shen Qingqing didn't give up and touched it several times, but still didn't touch anything. There was a smooth piece on it.

Jiang Fengming looked at Shen Qingqing's face, then frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

Shen Qingqing took his hand off the antique, his face became dignified, and said, "this bottle of Sanyang Ding is fake."

People were shocked by this.

Jiang Fengming walked over and looked at the Sanyang tripod carefully. He couldn't see any difference between true and false.

Enron was also shocked. He reached for Shen Qingqing and said, "please don't talk nonsense, Qingqing."

The most taboo thing for antique collectors is that they have fakes in their hands, because they don't respect the industry they love.

Xiao is an antique lover.

But Shen Qingqing's attitude was very firm, and repeated: "the Sanyang tripod is not real, it's a fake."

Instead of getting angry, Xiao asked with a smile, "how did Miss Shen know?"

"I once saw Sanyang Ding. There was a scratch here." Shen Qingqing's tone is very firm. The scratch was carved when she was a child.

She was scolded by her father at that time.

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