Chapter 107： I just eat antiques!

Chen Yi didn't see Lin Ying and Lin Yue, walked straight to the middle of the crowd, squatted down and touched the little girl's head.

"Okay, don't cry."

The little girl looked at Chen Yi and really stopped crying, sobbing and saying, "I...I really didn't mean it."

"Okay, I see, brother, can I help you solve this matter?"

The little girl nodded obediently.

When the stall owner heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "Hey, are you trying to help them pay for me? Tell you, fifty thousand, one point can't be less!"

Standing behind Chen Yi, Chen Bingyu was a little anxious, and said loudly, "What kind of a cow!? Isn't it just a broken bowl, it's worth it..."

Chen Yi reached out to stop Chen Bingyu from speaking any more, picked up the bowl that fell to the ground, and looked at it.

After a while, Chen Yi said with a smile: "This bowl has a mouth-wrapping, deep-curved abdomen, a regular shape, a round atmosphere, a greenish glaze, and a milky and moist enamel..."

The stall owner was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the young kid in front of him could say such a thing.

Of course Chen Yi can. After all, he has a real eye, and he knows all kinds of antique artifacts.

"On this bowl of noodles, the engraving technique is strong and powerful, and the lines are chic and elegant. It is done in one go, showing the foundation." Chen Yi continued, "If I guess right, this is a celadon engraving from Longquan kiln. Flower bowl."

The stall owner patted both hands: "Sure enough, expert! Just say, how much is it worth?"

"The green-glazed carved bowl of the Longquan kiln is not an object from the Ming and Qing dynasties as you mentioned, but from the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

As soon as Chen Yi's words fell, the crowd of onlookers arose.

"I can't tell, this kid understands quite a bit."

"So he didn't want to help this little girl, he came to raise the price!"

"This person's mind is really bad enough! Isn't this a pitfall!"

The little girl's mother heard Chen Yi's words more and more wrong, and the expression on her face became more anxious. When he said that, wouldn't it be possible to make a profit by paying 50,000 yuan?

"Let me just say! Fifty thousand is really cheap for you, but I am not greedy. If you put down fifty thousand dollars today, this account will be written off, and you will also take the broken bowl." The stall owner pointed to the little girl. 'S mother said, "I'll tell you the truth, although this bowl is broken, it can be worth a few dollars, and you won't lose much."

The little girl's mother hesitated for a few seconds, and was about to speak, but Chen Yi reached out to stop it.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished yet. What I just said was a real Longquan kiln carved celadon bowl." Chen Yi turned the bowl upside down with one hand and shook his head with a smile, "What a pity, your bowl is a Counterfeit."

As soon as this sentence came out, the crowd onlookers made a louder commotion.

The originally cheerful stall owner's expression changed, and he scolded angrily: "Boy! Don't talk nonsense here! I don't produce fakes here! If you have the ability, you can show evidence that it is fake!"

"Yes, boy, you have to have evidence when you say people sell fakes."

"Yes, just a mouth is not enough."

"You are telling me, what a fake law is this."

Chen Yi is not anxious: "It's okay to ask me to find the evidence, but let's say it in advance. If I find it out, what will you do?"

"If you find out, you don't have to lose this bowl!"

"That's not enough, so let's say you are sorry to this little girl three times."

"Yes! But what if you can't find evidence?"

Chen Yi smiled slightly: "Then I will pay you one hundred thousand."

Of course, Chen Yi had a bottom in his heart, and he raised the ancient bowl and said: "People here should know some antiques, and Longquan Kiln should have heard of it more or less."

"The things made in the Longquan kiln were very popular in the Northern Song Dynasty. The best at firing is celadon. The celadon bowl in my hand is of good workmanship, and there are no flaws on the surface."

Following Chen Yi's gradual explanation, the onlookers slowly turned their attention to the ancient bowl.

"But everyone must understand that this antique is not a new thing, that is, it is an old thing. As long as it is an old thing, there will be patina."

Patina is also called "black paint ancient". It is gradually caused by dust, sweat, the hands of the player, or the immersion of the soil and water, long-term rubbing, and even the accumulation of rays in the air. The surface skin formed by the shell.

Among the onlookers, some people began to speak out.

"We have seen it, isn't there a patina on this bowl!"

"Yes! Very clear!"

Chen Yi shook his head: "Yes, there is patina on this bowl, but it is not the patina of the years. How can I say? The patina on this bowl is old enough, but not bright enough."

Chen Yi took the bowl and walked around the side of the crowd to let everyone see clearly.

"The patina formed by playing with the hands is shiny and slippery, but everyone looks at it, it's dark and lacquered, and it's very rough." Chen Yi continued, "Obviously, this celadon engraved bowl is just coming out. The pot is still hot. The craftsman is in a hurry to sell. Naturally, I don’t want to use too much time-consuming methods to make it old. So the method of dipping and dyeing is used to stick the wool on it, which makes people feel that this is just Patina."

When the stall owner heard this, his complexion was condensed again, and he shouted: "Boy, don't be silly here! Do you think you are what you say!?"

"This boss, I'll give you a lesson this time. If you want to be miserable, you have to work hard. You can't rush for success." Chen Yi beckoned to Chen Bingyu, "Give me water."

Originally, Chen Bingyu was watching her brother bragging X with relish, but she didn't react for a while. Chen Yi said again, and she passed the mineral water in a daze.

"This old method is a quick word, but it can't stand the inspection. What is it most afraid of?"

As Chen Yi said, he poured water on the side of the ancient bowl. Then, he wiped it vigorously a few times.

I saw that one side of the ancient bowl turned out to be shiny, similar to the celadon bowls sold in the supermarket.

In the crowd of onlookers, there was another round of discussions. It was obvious that this was a fake.

In fact, Chen Yi knew in his heart that there must be a companion of the black-hearted stall owner among the crowd, who mixed in chaotic rhythm. Therefore, Chen Yi used this method to make them completely speechless.

"Have you seen it clearly? This is a new product that has just been released. In the antique shop, it is called "Thief Light". Look at this impetuous tone. It is simply a fake among the fakes."

In front of the evidence, the onlookers now support Chen Yi one-sidedly.

"It's too wicked, I want to get a counterfeit and I want to use it as a genuine counterfeit money."

"It's really nothing to bully people and girls!"

"Who would dare to buy your things in the future!? Is there such a cheating!"

This time, it was the turn of the stall owner to be at a loss.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Boss, please, I should apologize and apologize."

The stall owner gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'm willing to lose the bet! Little girl, I am wrong, I apologize to you, sorry, sorry, sorry."

Every time "I'm sorry", the stall owner bowed a little, and he seemed to be sincere.

The little girl stopped crying, instead she laughed sweetly, and said to Chen Yi with her head up: "Thank you, brother."

The little girl's mother also came to thank her sincerely, but Chen Yi didn't take credit for it, saying it was a simple effort.

When the mother and daughter of the little girl were leaving, Chen Yi asked them to wait and took out a 100 yuan soft currency and handed it to the stall owner.

"Your bowl is actually well burnt, and it's also suitable to be sold as a work of art."

The stall owner was a little embarrassed and took the money.

Chen Yi handed the celadon bowl to the little girl: "Be a souvenir."

Chen Yigang is ready to leave.

"Wait!" The boss stopped Chen Yi immediately, "Little brother, I really didn't expect that you are still a practitioner at such a young age, and you can tell at a glance."

"Where do you learn from?"

In a word, everyone who was just about to leave also looked over.

"I?"

Chen Yile, "I don't have a teacher. As for this bowl, I have a set in my house. It is a rice bowl. I eat with it every day. I can't recognize what is a treasure or a counterfeit?"

"By the way, boss, your price is low. You can't buy this bowl for 50,000 yuan on either side. My set of six cost nearly 10 million."

boss:"......."

little girl:"......."

Everyone: "......"

Chen Bingyu nodded next to her. She recognized it just now. This is the bowl she used to eat, but the one she used to eat was a genuine one, which was a fake.

"Little brother, are you kidding me?" The boss was taken aback, "You said, would you take this to eat?"

"Yes, it's too ridiculous."

"This is the most ridiculous thing I've heard this year, eat with antiques?"

Chen Yi: "???"

No one believes the truth these days?

Just, the next moment.

Several voices suddenly rang.

"Mr. Chen, you are here, let us find it."

"What are you doing here"

Everyone turned their heads and watched a group of old men hurriedly approaching.