The bronze cauldron is fake, there is no doubt that this sentence was said by Yao Zhiping.

Who is Yao Zhiping, the well-deserved number one person in the Chinese appraisal industry, and the authority of cultural relics appraisal. It is like whether there are ghosts in some places? Zhang Kun is talking about authority.

Special abilities give them absolute voice in certain special areas.

Therefore, Yao Zhiping said that this bronze cauldron is fake, so it is definitely fake.

With the founding of the New China, the people gradually became rich and their lives began to improve slowly. The whole of China entered a rare era of peace and prosperity.

And the so-called gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times.

With the arrival of the prosperous era, the prices of antiques began to rise gradually and gradually created a huge antique market. Panjiayuan is a product born in the development of the market.

As the prices of antiques rise, various antiques and counterfeits begin to appear, and a series of mature counterfeiting technologies are born.

From the initial ingenuity of the materials, to asking experts to imitate them, then rust and make them old, and even asking "experts" to appraise, and issue appraisal certificates, etc., a series of mature one-stop services.

Even in recent years, a physical high-energy particle collision machine has been developed that can change the carbon 14 in objects. An artwork that has been made less than a year ago is faked into a cultural relic with a history of thousands of years.

It can be said that for this huge cultural relics market, those fake and fake cultural relics dealers can do everything they can, which has created a situation where the authenticity of the cultural relics market is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

It is also the emergence of high-energy particle collision machines that have created Yao Zhiping’s well-deserved identity as the number one in the identification industry.

Because he identified two items, several appraisal masters in the industry confirmed them to be authentic, and they used scientific methods to determine carbon 14, and indeed had more than 2,000 carbon dating cultural relics, and identified them as fakes.

Through multiple verifications, countless information were found, and finally pointed out the only two "non-authentic" evidence on the counterfeit, and issued an argumentative paper, which caused an uproar in the industry and triggered discussion.

Finally, several real antique-level experts from the identification field, combined with the director of Peking University's history department, doctoral supervisor, etc., for more than ten days of research, and finally confirmed that Yao Zhiping's argument was correct. Even if the two antiques that were verified by Carbon 14 as having more than two thousand years of "history", they were indeed fakes.

And these two things established Yao Zhiping’s well-deserved first person in the Chinese cultural relics appraisal industry.

Even the handicrafts that were scientifically verified by the fourteenth method of Carbon 14 were confirmed as "authentic", but in the end they could not escape Yao Zhiping's eyes, which eventually created the legendary life of Yao Zhiping.

Therefore, Yao Zhiping said that this bronze cauldron is fake, so it can only be fake.

And now, although he knew that the thing in front of him was fake, he still wanted to buy him at the price of the authentic one. It was really ironic.

Zhang Kun squatted down and looked at the bronze cauldron for a long time, and finally looked at Qi Xiangyang with a slightly serious look: "Can I take a good look at this cauldron?"

Qi Xiangyang raised his head and looked at Zhang Kun, then slowly lowered his head, opened his mouth and spit out three words: "Be careful."

Zhang Kun's eyes trembled. His attitude was because he thought that he had too much money and wanted to do business.

Zhang Kun held back his dissatisfaction, then "carefully" picked up the bronze cauldron and put it in his hand to weigh it, touched it, and looked there, there was no trace of "sudden" expression on his face, and then nodded thoughtfully.

After watching the show for several minutes, Zhang Kun looked at Qi Xiangyang again: "Can this cooking cauldron be cheaper?"

Qi Xiangyang looked up and glanced at Zhang Kun, and finally became a little more energetic. However, after looking at Zhang Kun, Qi Xiangyang lowered his head lightly again and said three words coldly: "Don't bargain."

Zhang Kun really laughed now, haha, you kid, you really have all the fakes. Someone wants to buy them, but they all look like this. Do you really want to treat this rag as the real one, and you won’t sell it for 2,080,000 yuan?

Zhang Kun didn't give up and stared at Qi Xiangyang tightly: "Don't you bargain? No 5,000 yuan can be lost?"

Qi Xiangyang looked at Zhang Kun indifferently, and now he was even better. He didn't even open his mouth and shook his head coldly.

Zhang Kun smiled a little anxiously: "Boss, you don't want to do this business, right? A business worth more than two million yuan is not enough to lose 5,000 yuan? You are deliberately not going to sell it."

Qi Xiangyang looked at Zhang Kun with a "hehe" smile on his face. Looking at Zhang Kun, his face looked like a smile, which made Zhang Kun's eyelids tremble.

Finally, Zhang Kun glared at Qi Xiangyang fiercely, then snorted angrily: "Two million is only two million and eighty million, I bought it and pack it."

Qi Xiangyang grinned a disdainful smile on his lips: "Let's go slowly, no..."

Suddenly, before he finished speaking, Qi Xiangyang's whole body stiffened, then he suddenly raised his head, looking at Zhang Kun with disbelief in his eyes.

Then Zhang Kun snorted and threw the handbag in front of Qi Xiangyang: "Two million, eighty thousand, no more, no more, no more, just dot."

Qi Xiangyang looked at the handbag that was thrown in front of him, hurriedly put the book in his hand aside, then pulled a corner of the handbag and looked in through the gap less than a palm-wide opening. It was full of red old men's heads.

Qi Xiangyang reached in and touched it. The paper was very hard and not smooth, and there was a concave and convex feeling on the collar, which was not a fake currency.

Qi Xiangyang's heart was beating wildly, and he swallowed the saliva in his mouth unconsciously, closed the gaps he had opened, and then looked at Zhang Kun with his eyes: "Do you really want to buy it?"

Looking at Qi Xiangyang's stunned look, Zhang Kun felt so happy. Boy, how about it? Now he finally knows my identity as a fat sheep. Bah, I'm a rich man.

Zhang Kun rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Nonsense, the money is in front of you, why are you still real or not? Pack it, hurry up, hurry up."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Qi Xiangyang's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Even between nearly two meters, Zhang Kun could hear a banging sound coming from Qi Xiangyang's chest.

Without saying a word, Qi Xiangyang quickly found the gift box of the bronze cauldron from behind with his hands, and then carefully took the cauldron from Zhang Kun's hand and quickly packed it.

After taking the packaged gift bag, Zhang Kun nodded with satisfaction, and then he realized that the left and right sides were silent. Panjiayuan Street, which was originally like a downtown city, seemed to have completely stopped in an instant. Everyone looked at Zhang Kun in amazement. Those pairs of eyes were like... looking at a fool.

Then suddenly a man in his thirties rushed out next to him, looking at Zhang Kun with his eyes set on fire: "Boss, do you want any other antiques? My best bronze ware."

As the first person jumped out, the calm scene instantly turned into dynamics, and countless street stall owners rushed over.

"Boss, do you want to take a look at my family-born blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Boss, boss, I have a bronze sword from the Warring States Period. It is very well preserved. You must take a look."

"boss……."
Chapter completed!