Shenhao: Start by bumping into S-class beauties

Chapter 520 Ghost Hand's Daughter

There are high imitations here, but all high imitations will be marked with the word high imitation, but now this exhibition area is an antique area, it is impossible to have high imitations.

"Yes, my friend is also Luo Qiong's brother, he said it!"

"The person you're talking about is called Luo Fang!"

Luo Fang and everyone here should be familiar with each other. It was he who produced a counterfeit last time and found out a ghost.

It's just that the girl now says that the porcelain is a fake, which is unbelievable. How did she tell it?

"Yes, Luo Fang, I am his friend. Like him, I have a special interest in antiques. We have a special love for antiques. We can also identify the authenticity of most cultural relics."

In this regard, Yan Ruge is still very confident.

"Auntie, look, can you apply and let me get a feel for this product." Yan Ruge asked again.

"I'm really sorry, I don't have this right, but I can ask the curator for you." The administrator is also a little curious, if this thing is fake, then what is wrong with it, and has it been treating the imitation as a fake? Is the original preserved?
"Hello, curator? Can you come over here? There is an audience here who suspects that there are high-quality imitations in our authentic product area." The administrator asked with a walkie-talkie.

"Okay, it's rare that half of the experts came to the library, I want to see what he has real skills." The curator was idly drinking tea, and now he finally had something to do, but he knew it was just the curiosity of the students That's all, I don't know if I saw some kind of treasure appraisal method in a short video.

In fact, when the curator is free, he often comes down to discuss this or other issues with the students, such as why this thing was designed in this way in ancient times, in which era, what it means, and what special meaning it has.

Now that some people raise objections, the curator doesn't think there is anything to make a fuss about.

He is an authority in the domestic archaeological field. Of course, sometimes the brains of the students can help him expand his thinking and discover more wisdom of the predecessors.

Not long after, an old man left a long gray beard.

"It's rare, there are still beautiful girls who like to study these lifeless things." The old curator said seeing how beautiful Yan Ruge was.

"He is our curator here, a leading figure in the country. It may be clearer for you to explain to him now! Or ask the curator to tell you the origin of this thing." The administrator smiled and said, speaking from the heart , she didn't believe that it was a fake, it had been placed here for so many years, and it had never been touched.

"Grandpa curator, hello! I think this porcelain is very likely to be an imitation."

"Oh, tell me your opinion. Where does he have some old places?" The curator asked a difficult question. If those so-called expert methods come here to find recommendations, then within three sentences, they will be full of loopholes.

"First of all, look at this shape! If it is genuine, his shape has reached this position, but it is so natural, because the craftsmanship thousands of years ago is far from reaching such a level. Now it seems simple craftsmanship, in that But the age is extremely difficult." Yan Ruge pointed out a misunderstanding in the arc.

"Interesting! Let me take a look!" The old curator took out a magnifying glass, lowered his head and carefully looked at the place Yan Ruge pointed out, and there were obvious traces of laser cutting.This discovery surprised him secretly.At that time, it seemed that I had lost my sight.Because this is also one of the objects he participated in the research.

However, the old curator did not move a bit, but continued to ask: "Aside from this, are there other mistakes?"

"Of course, I have been observing here for more than an hour, otherwise my aunt would not have discovered that I am not a student of Qingbei University."

"No wonder, I said when did our students in Qingbei become so professional, so they were not our students, but who did you learn your knowledge of looking at antiques from?" The curator thought it must be that master. Granddaughter, let's start with the truth.

"The curator's grandfather is still here, can you see if there is something wrong?"

"It's the same everywhere. People can see that it is obviously using the current method."

Yan Ruge pointed out several mistakes in succession that she had observed in more than an hour.

Then he continued: "My father taught me these things, plus the method recorded in an ancient book."

"Your father's name, can you tell me?" The curator looked at Yan Ruge, and couldn't believe it. This girl is young, but she has to find a high-quality imitation that has been here for so many years and no one has found it. wrong place.

Her identity and background must not be simple, she is not here to appreciate things, she is obviously here to find faults, here is another imitation product, I don't know how much trouble it will cause, you must know that these things are for the record, every time Everything is clearly recorded.

"My dad, he's not a celebrity, but it's okay to tell you, his name is Chen Pi!"

"Chen Pi?" The curator couldn't help being surprised.

"Is he tall and handsome, with a red mole on his neck?"

Yan Ruge never thought that the curator of the history museum of Qingbei University, who was far away in the capital, would recognize her father.

"Yes, you know my father?" Yan Ruge was also surprised.

"He is such an expert. I have only heard of his name, but I have never met him. It is said that he can break through the past and connect the present. He is a remarkable person. The objects touched are almost inseparable, so you can know whether it is true or false, and know its ins and outs." The curator exclaimed.

"That's so amazing, he is just a person who knows a little bit of antiques, if he is as powerful as you said after so many years, I haven't seen him get rich." Yan Ruge said with a faint smile.

"He can't see the end of the dragon. How can a real expert be measured by how much money he makes? He may have seen through life and death long ago. I have been traveling all over the years, hoping to meet him, but unfortunately the opportunity has not yet come. , I have never had this opportunity." The curator sighed, appearing slightly regretful.

"It's really not easy to see him now, but my father said that my level is already higher than his, so I just judged this porcelain, curator grandpa, do you think I'm right? Right or wrong?" Yan Ruge turned the question back to the porcelain in front of them.

The old curator blushed, "As expected of the ghost hand's daughter, I'm sure I've got his true biography, I'm ashamed, this object was appraised by me back then."

(End of this chapter)