Signing in at the workplace: Rejecting the female president at the beginning

Chapter 50: The Treasure of the Town Store

Bai Ning asked lightly: "Then I wonder if you have any good things here that you can buy for me?"

Hua Qianhui laughed and said, "You two gentlemen, although the place here is a bit small, it's still a bit precious."

Then, he clapped his hands.

I saw a few burly men coming from the door, carrying some things.

A vase made of blue and white porcelain, a teapot, and a painting.

"Of these three things, there is one thing that is the treasure of our store here."

"If Mister can identify which one it is, I will give it to you for free."

Bai Ning looked at these three things, then looked at Hua Qianhui and said, "You mean to test me?"

Hua Qianhui replied with a smile: "The antique market has always been prepared only for people with good eyesight."

"I think the two gentlemen have very good eyesight. It must not be difficult for you to see through this."

Zhao Yong pulled Bai Ning's clothes, leaned into his ear and said, "Hey, tell me, which of these things is the best?"

Bai Ning didn't speak. He took a careful look at the goods, and after thinking about it, he had some answers in his heart.

Hua Qianhui rubbed his chin, continued to laugh and said, "I think the two gentlemen already have the answer in their hearts."

"Why don't you tell me?"

Bai Ning slowly walked to the vase and picked it up.

"This vase looks delicate from a distance, and the material is also very particular. It seems to be a product of the Tang Dynasty."

"Hmm..." Hua Qianhui listened and nodded.

"Unfortunately, his baking pattern shows that this vase is not a product of ancient kilns, but a handicraft of modern people."

"In ancient kilns, the emphasis was on horizontal lines, but this vase is all vertical lines, a clumsy imitation!"

After speaking, Bai Ning threw the vase on the ground and broke it.

Zhao Yong was shocked by this move, which can be said to be provoking Hua Qianhui!

But Hua Qianhui was not angry, but clapped his hands and praised: "Good! Good!"

"Knowing things with eyes, Mr. Good eyesight!"

Bai Ning didn't speak, and walked to the next teapot.

This time, he didn't exaggerate or introduce in detail, but directly swept the teapot on the ground.

"Bang Dang!" The teapot also shattered to the ground.

"The spout of the teapot is too perfect. It is impossible to make such a perfect spout by ancient handwork."

"And, this color, at first glance, can be seen as a product of intentional old-fashioned."

Hua Qianhui applauded and praised again: "Amazing! You can see through it at a glance!"

When it was the last painting, Bai Ning walked in to take a look.

At this time, it is already clear which is the most valuable thing.

Hua Qianhui also came down and said, "This painting is the authentic work of Song Mingzi, a famous painter of the Ming Dynasty."

"I don't know sir, what's your opinion on it?"

After looking at the painting for a while, Bai Ning raised his mouth slightly.

"Song Mingzi's paintings pay attention to even strength, with a touch of softness in the frenzy, which is very similar to his rebellious character."

"But it's a pity."

"This painting is not his authentic work!"

As soon as these words came out, Hua Qianhui was shocked immediately. He quickly picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.

"Sir, you've missed your mark this time."

"I spent a lot of money to buy this painting from foreigners, and it has been appraised by professional institutions."

"It can't be a fake."

Bai Ning smiled slightly: "Oh? Really?"

"It's a pity, Mr. Hua, the one you paid a lot of money to buy is really a fake!"

Hua Qianhui didn't believe what Bai Ning said, and retorted: "Impossible!"

"Then tell me, where is this painting fake?"

"It's simple."

"That's all it takes."

Bai Ning picked up a pot of tea on the table, poured it on the table, moistened his fingers, and wiped it on the painting.

I saw that the originally dark yellow canvas instantly became white!

"This is a canvas that can only be made with modern technology. Although the imitation is realistic enough, it is a pity that there are mistakes in the materials."

At this time, Zhao Yong on the side clapped his hands again and again: "Fuck, it's amazing! It's amazing!"

Seeing that Bai Ning spoke clearly and logically, he, who knows nothing about antiques, can be said to be in admiration.

Seeing this, Hua Qianhui also admired the young man in front of him.

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it, I will have a car rollover one day, hahaha."

Bai Ning asked, "Is there anything better?"

Hua Qianhui slowly picked up the painting, tore it up suddenly, and said, "It's gone."

"The treasures of my town store here are all fakes. Forgive me, there are really no good ones here."

Bai Ning looked around.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a stone on Hua Qianhui's table.

This stone is the size of two fists and looks ordinary.

He walked over, picked up the stone, weighed it, and said, "Is this stone for sale?"

Hua Qianhui glanced at the stone, and asked puzzledly: "Is this stone? It's just a souvenir I brought back when I went on a trip. Could it be that there is some treasure hidden in it?"

Bai Ning said slowly: "There is no treasure, but I am willing to pay 100 million to buy your stone."

"How is it? Will it be sold?"

Hua Qianhui paused.

When he thought about it carefully, this stone was indeed just a souvenir bought at the scenic spot for hundreds of dollars.

Could it be that Bai Ning has misjudged this time?

However, since the other party is willing to pay for it, then he must be selling it.

"Okay, deal!"

After getting the stone, Bai Ning asked Hua Qianhui to bring a chainsaw.

Looking at this situation, it is necessary to open the stone on the spot.

Hua Qianhui was also watching curiously.

He really didn't believe that what kind of tricks could be cut out of this souvenir.

When I saw it down, I didn't see any kind hidden in it. It looked like an ordinary stone.

"Sir, it seems that your eyesight is not working well sometimes." Hua Qianhui laughed.

Zhao Yong also frowned: "Is it going to overturn?"

But Bai Ning waved his hand: "Wait a minute."

As the chainsaw cuts into the center of the stone, a small area of ​​dark green fluorescent surface begins to emerge.

"This..." Hua Qianhui was shocked.

Judging from his experience in the antique market for so many years, this material, this luster.

Is it Laokeng glass jadeite? !

Laokeng glass jade is the gold of jade!

If there are really old pit glass seeds in this stone, it will be worth tens of millions at least!

The stone is completely cut, take a closer look with a magnifying glass.

It is really the old pit glass jadeite!

Hua Qianhui couldn't even stand still.

First, the treasure of the town shop was proved to be a fake.

And then there is an old pit glass hidden in the stone that I bought casually!

And sold it to someone else at a super low price!