After ordering, Wang Wenwen sat down, stirring the coffee and smiled: "It seems too unfamiliar to call Mr. Xiang all the time. Can I call you Brother Xiang?"

"Yes, my money won't lose my principal, right?"

"Brother Xiang, don't worry. According to my experience, banks basically cannot let you lose your principal if you have a big customer like you. Last time I was very curious. I didn't have time to ask in detail if I got married, aren't you a project person, right?"

I took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "No, I actually do antiques and antique business."

"Doing antique business? No wonder Brother Xiang, you are so rich at a young age. I'll ask, do you have a girlfriend now?"

I half-jokingly joked and teased her, "Yes, I have more than ten girlfriends."

She also laughed and said she didn't believe it.

The thing between men and women is just a layer of window paper. I know she is a little bit interested in me, but I have no idea about her. The reason why I promised to have afternoon tea together was because she looked too much like Li Jing, which evoked my memories.

"By the way! Brother Xiang, my dad also loves this. He has bought a lot of bottles and jars from over the years. He doesn't know where he has bought a lot of bottles and jars, and he doesn't know whether they are real or not. Whether it's worth it! You are specializing in this business, so you must be very good. Can you go to my house to help you see it?"

"This...is probably not possible, I have something to do now."

"Not far! The road is very close! Just across the street, I crossed that community. Please, Brother Xiang! It won't delay you for how long."

I could see the community through the glass of the coffee shop. It was indeed very close. I took a look at the time and agreed to go to her house to help me take a look.

Wang Wenwen lives on the fourth floor and has good family conditions. His father is in his fifties and has black hair. He looks very energetic.

Wang Wenwen explained his purpose, and his father immediately warmly invited me to visit his collection. His father collected a room of porcelain and was filled with three ancient shelves in the living room.

I glanced at all and saw a look and saw a lot of clues in my mind.

"Xiao Xiang, Wenwen said you are an expert?"

"Uncle was joking, I just did some business in this area."

"Oh, then you can see, how about my big blue and white bottle from the mid-Ming Dynasty? I bought it ten years ago and spent thousands at that time. Last month, someone from an auction house came to me and said that this bottle can be sold for more than one million yuan now!"

"But some experts say it's fake, I've never been sure about it. Please take a look at Xiaoxiang, it's okay! Just tell me the truth or the false!"

The blue and white color of this big bottle is gray, and the characters are mostly white. The paintings of paintings that bring piano to visit friends are very similar to things from the blank period of the Ming Dynasty.

"Uncle, do you have a stamp under your bottle, written in the Great Ming Dynasty and the Year of the Year?"

"What a great eye! You know Xiaoxiang you didn't even look at it!"

He turned the bottle over and it was indeed a blue and white style of Daming Tianshun.

I smiled and explained, "Uncle, remember, Tianshun, Jingtai, and orthodox in the Ming Dynasty, these three emperors were called the blank period at that time, and all the porcelains were not signed. Can you understand if I say so?"

He suddenly realized, "That's fake, right?"

I said it was just my personal opinion.

"What about these?" he pointed to Bogu Shelf.

I said there were real or fake, and then I quickly pointed at him and told him all about which one was genuine and which one was imitation.

Wang Wenwen's father has a good collector mentality and can accept it humbly. If he is a national treasure gang that believes in the truth, I will not waste time helping him see things.

After reading it, I said that my uncle is about time and I still have something to do and I am leaving.

He immediately said, "Don't worry, Xiaoxiang, I still have a few good collections, including blue and white jars from the Yuan Dynasty! You are helping with the palm of your eyes."

"Yuan blue and white jar? How big is it?" I asked.

He gestured with his hands and said that the bowl was probably as big as the mouth of it.

I immediately said, "Uncle, you don't have to take it anymore. The things are wrong. The Yuan blue and white jar is not so small, which does not comply with the rules."

His father was stunned for a moment, with a little disappointed expression and said, "Then I still have a personal can, so it's not fake, right?"

"I didn't hear it clearly, uncle, what did you say there is?"

He also said: "It's a human head, a human head burned from porcelain, has a nose, eyes, and a mouth."

I thought about it for a long time, but I don't know what he was describing.

In ancient times, there were hundreds of porcelain shapes in all dynasties. I didn’t know that there was such a thing, and I had never heard of it before. I quickly asked him to take a look.

He quickly brought a brocade box over.
Chapter completed!