"You really bought five Song versions of books?" When I got home, my uncle couldn't wait to ask Yang Jing.

Although my uncle has not played with antiques in recent years, he has been influenced by his grandfather since he was a child. More than ten years ago, he had dressed up antiques for a while and made some money. However, he has been taking care of his grandfather at home in recent years, so he has no time and energy to dress up this thing anymore.

But this does not mean that my uncle doesn't understand this.

My uncle knows what the Song version of the book means. After all, he was a serious antique dealer back then...

Yang Jing smiled and said, "Uncle, I just suspect it was Song Shu carving. Isn't this sure yet? But even if it wasn't Song Shu carving, this Ming-engraved version was only 10,000 yuan, so I won't suffer any losses." As he said that, Yang Jing took out the "Huajian Ji" from his backpack and handed it to his uncle.

The uncle nodded and said, "I won't let you go if you kill me wrongly! Xiaojing, you did the right thing. As long as you think it's suspicious, then take it down!"

After saying that, my uncle took out a pair of gloves from the drawer and began to read this book "Huajian Ji" carefully.

Yang Jing gave advice to my uncle, and then after he finished reading it, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you don't tell me, I really can't see how those five pages are different from other book pages. But if you say this, these five pages are really that meaningful."

As he said that, my uncle picked up the book and walked out, "Let your grandpa see, your grandpa is more proficient in this area. If he can't see it, I'll find you an expert to take a look."

I have been out for a whole morning. The old man is already tired and is lying on the bed to take a nap, but my uncle is causing trouble. The old man is a little unhappy like a child.

However, when my uncle took out the book "Flowers' Collection" and put it in front of the old man, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

Without waiting for the old man's instructions, Yang Jing took over the old man's reading glasses and put them on.

The old man glared at his uncle, "Come here with a pair of gloves, I don't have any advice..."

My uncle ran to his house very terrified, took a pair of gloves and trotted over, and served the old man to put the gloves on. Then the old man carefully picked up the book "Huajian Ji".

"Oh...a pretty good Ming-engraved book, this quality is..."

Obviously, my grandfather was very dissatisfied with the appearance of this book "Huajian Ji".

"Xiao Jing, where did this book come from?"

"Grandpa, I bought this book. I spent 10,000 yuan. I bought it in the morning at the store where Wang Shishen's "White Plum Picture"."

"Wang Shishen's "White Plum Picture"? Let's watch it together? Xiaolong, have we gone out in the morning?" The old man asked his uncle with a puzzled look.

Yang Jing and his uncle looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Well, this is what the old man remembers now. It’s less than ten minutes before he got home. The old man forgot that his son and grandson took him to the antique market in the morning.

"Grandpa, please read this book quickly and give it a look." Yang Jing's words diverted the old man's attention. Otherwise, with his temper, he would definitely ask where he went in the morning, how he went, and what he did... If he finished explaining it to the old man, he would probably have finished lunch.

"What are you going to see? You can't see the source of this book yourself? Have you forgotten all the things I taught you?" Yes, this old man is just a child now, and his firepower is even more powerful than the heavy machine guns of the German devils during World War I.

Yang Jing was very tactful and shut up immediately. When the old man saw that no one was choking, he lowered his head and opened the book "Huajian Ji".

"Well, this should be a master-engraved book, which can be seen from the printing process. Hey, it is still a Ming-engraved book with thin gold body, which is very rare..." Grandpa was grandpa, and after just looking at the first page, he could tell that this book was a master-engraved book.

What is an expert? This is an expert!

Experts in the antique industry may not be those who graduate from junior college, and those who graduate from junior college may not be able to become experts in this industry.

In this industry, experience is the most important thing. You may not have learned these things professionally, but as long as you see enough and have enough things to learn, you can accumulate enough experience! Once your experience reaches a certain level, you can become an expert!

In the antique world, that is the real "expert among the people"! Many folk masters are no worse than those who often appear on TV, and are even more awesome!

Grandpa is such a true expert who hides the people. Although his grandfather, who has been wandering in the ghost market in the old Sijiu City of Yanjing since childhood, has been in middle age for a long time, the old man has never let go of this industry from the 1980s to the new century. If the old man really spends more time in this industry than most experts.

While looking, my grandfather used his hands to gesture in the void, which was copying the words on it in the void.

The old man's calligraphy is also good, but since he got sick, he has never touched the pen again. Now he suddenly sees this book of Ming-engraved version in thin gold, and his forgotten hobbies are gradually awakening again.

The old man gesturing and said, "Although this book is a Ming engraving, it is still a rare thin gold engraving, but with this quality, ten thousand yuan is not worth it! This book is at most 4,000 yuan."

OK, the old man has put the price seven or eight years ago. A Ming-engraved book from seven or eight years ago has only two or three thousand yuan in quality. Although this book is a relatively rare thin gold body, it is not well preserved after all, and 4,000 yuan is a relatively suitable price.

However, Yang Jing did not dare to refute the old man. In this regard, the old man has his pride. If Yang Jing, a junior, dares to compete blindly, the old man will definitely teach people a lesson.

Grandpa looked very carefully and slowly, but even when he saw the sixth page, he only looked at it for a while, and then naturally turned over this page.

"Oh, it seems that even grandpa doesn't see the difference in that page." Yang Jing shook his head secretly.

However, when the old man turned to page 11, he suddenly let out a light ejaculation.

Then the old man stopped turning, lowered his head and thought about it, and then carefully turned the pages back to the sixth page.

"That's right! I said why did I feel a little different when I looked at this page just now?" The old man said to himself, with a smile on his face.

Yang Jing immediately handed the prepared magnifying glass to his grandfather, who was satisfied with his expression of "a childish and can teach".

Grandpa took a magnifying glass and began to observe the sixth page carefully. After looking at several places in succession, he said to his uncle with a solemn expression: "Xiaolong, go to my bookshelf to get a book. Well, it is the second layer of the bookshelf from top to bottom, and on the right. The third volume of the book I made myself is all covered with kraft paper covers. On the spine, I wrote the seven words "Paper Annotation Third Volume" written by me. Hurry up!"

Seeing that the old man looked wrong, my uncle walked to the bookshelf that my grandfather said and started searching...
Chapter completed!