Yang Jianlong had been observing Lin Ran closely and was shocked when he saw blood oozing from his nose and corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Lin Ran finally couldn't hold on anymore, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and woke up from his dream.

"cough..."

Yang Jianlong quickly handed a glass of water to Lin Ran: "Daddy, drink tea."

Then he took out his handkerchief to help Lin Ran wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Wei Chengbin was stunned by this scene. He patted his thigh angrily: "Oh, it's all my fault. Mr. Lin, are you suffering from any disease? Boss Yang, please send him to the hospital for a checkup now." .”

"Okay." Yang Jianlong put Lin Ran's hand on his shoulder and prepared to take him away.

Although Lin Ran was a little weak, he still stood still.

"I'm fine." Lin Ran patted Yang Jianlong on the shoulder, and then sat back on the sofa. The world was spinning, and he could only lean on the sofa.

"You rest there for a while, and I'll get you some iodine." Wei Chengbin was frightened.

"No need, I'll just take a rest." Lin Ran looked at the ceiling, and then said to Wei Chengbin: "The rap pottery figurines are fake."

A thousand waves were aroused at once.

"Fake...fake?" Wei Chengbin couldn't accept the result no matter what.

Based on his understanding of ceramics, the materials and workmanship of the rap pottery figurines are all authentic Han Dynasty techniques, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with them.

Moreover, Lin Ran helped with the appraisal earlier and determined that it was genuine.

Now they say he is a fake.

Wei Chengbin suddenly remembered what he had just said. Lin Ran must have said that on purpose to reassure him to break open the pottery figurines.

Then he would rather admit his mistake than destroy such a precious cultural relic.

"Mr. Lin, I think I may have guessed wrong." Wei Chengbin said, "The hollow inside should just be impurities mixed in during the firing process. There cannot be any secret."

"I didn't say that just to make you feel at ease." Lin Ran naturally saw through Wei Chengbin's thoughts, but it was a pity that he had no choice but to explain it in words.

You can't tell him that because you can't see the manufacturer's information, you can judge that it is a fake.

It was impossible for him to believe this kind of fantasy.

Yang Jianlong, who was standing aside, was somewhat embarrassed at this time and couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

However, he still sided with Lin Ran.

"Old Wei, you may not like to hear what I say. This pottery figurine is also his godfather, and it is his business to deal with it how he wants to deal with it."

Wei Chengbin shook his head resolutely: "Even Mr. Lin, I won't let him destroy these pottery figurines."

This is the dignity of being a ceramic lover.

Even though he only got along with the pottery figurines for less than a month, he developed feelings for the pottery figurines.

"Give me the pottery figurines, and my godfather can still lie to you!" Yang Jianlong was furious when he saw Wei Chengbin holding the pottery figurines and looking at Lin Ran with suspicion.

Both of them were his friends, but if he had to make a choice, he would only side with Lin Ran.

"Bring it here." Yang Jianlong shook his hand again and signaled Wei Chengbin to bring the pottery figurine over.

Lin Ran finally came to his senses. Seeing Yang Jianlong's excitement, he persuaded him: "Jianlong, don't be like this. I taught you to be patient."

"Yes." Yang Jianlong lowered his head. Lin Ran looked to be in his early twenties, but in Yang Jianlong's heart, he had become an out-and-out elder.

He respected Lin Ran, not because he was talented at appraising treasures, but because he had a unique temperament.

The breath of the wise.

Lin Ran asked him to do anything willingly. Even if Lin Ran yelled at him just now, he didn't care.

Lin Ran's nosebleed finally stopped. He touched his nose, his head still shaking.

He came to Wei Chengbin with a smile.

Wei Chengbin was worried that he would snatch the pottery figurine in his hand, so he stood aside and said, "Mr. Lin, I respect your knowledge, but I don't understand why you made such an impulsive decision?"

It seemed that Wei Chengbin would never let go without telling him the truth.

However, this pottery figurine was just as Lin Ran guessed.

He finally understood the ultimate meaning of "creation".

"Imitation" is at best a perfect restoration of antiques using modern technology, but it is only restored through materials and processes. The authenticity can still be identified through the carbon 14 method.

But he believes that the "created" cultural relics will still be recognized as authentic even if they undergo carbon 14 identification.

Lin Ran couldn't understand how to view this matter academically, but he was sure that the secret technique of identifying treasures would not be wrong.

"Zhao" is purely used to deal with "Jian".

Lin Ran couldn't help but be reminded of the story of "attacking one's own shield with one's own spear".

The five skills are intertwined, and Zhu Xu is truly a god.

"Mr. Wei, I'm not saying this just to comfort you." Lin Ran smiled, "I did initially identify the pottery figurines as genuine, but I discovered a flaw."

"Really? Are you trying to trick me?" Wei Chengbin looked at Lin Ran suspiciously.

This was the first time that he had doubts about Lin Ran in such a long time.

If I had known he was so impulsive, I wouldn't have mentioned to him that there were vacancies inside the pottery figurines.

But in the end, he chose to believe Lin Ran and handed the pottery figurines to Lin Ran.

Lin Ran did not destroy his trust in himself and did not smash the pottery figurines immediately.

Instead, he said: "This pottery figurine is perfectly restored in every aspect, and the counterfeiters have extremely deep skills."

When Lin Ran said this, Wei Chengbin's heart paused.

Originally, he just wanted to hear Lin Ran explain the details of the fraud. After all, they were making handicrafts and could improve in this regard.

However, Lin Ran said: "I really can't verify its authenticity from the details...but..."

Lin Ran opened his eyes suddenly and said, "It did leave a flaw!"

If you look carefully at the elated and exaggerated expression on the pottery figurine, you can feel that he has entered the state and is about to start dancing.

Lin Ran compared it with the original works he had seen.

The overall shape seems to belong to the ancient artistic style, exactly the same.

However, some differences were still seen.

Because the original author's original intention was not to show the rapper's movements, but to show the rapper's spirit and focus on conveying an interesting story through it.

But the expression displayed by the pottery figurines in front of him far exceeded the intentions in his eyes.

In other words, the counterfeiter did not understand the author's true feelings.

I only learned about the rapper's demeanor through historical documents. The production was lifelike, but the spirit was lost.

Lin Ran's words did not arouse Wei Chengbin's approval. In his seriousness, the smiling expression of the rap pottery figurine conveyed his joyful mood.

Lin Ran had to prove himself in another way.

"Mr. Wei, bring over a pottery you made yourself!" Lin Ran decided to prove himself.

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