Song Yi had already tasted the taste of a secret love in his previous life. At that time, he would have been much simpler to think about friends. He had fewer lovers in his life, but he might be friends for the rest of his life. I think Lin Baoqing now has such thoughts!

But Song Yi couldn't let the scene cool down, and he quickly smiled and said, "It's still far from it! The Long March has just passed and taken the first step."

Lin Baoqing quickly regained her position, regained her usual atmosphere, cheered him up behind the scenes like in the past and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, and it will be much easier to walk after taking this step."

"I won't talk about this anymore. Let me show you the Jian'an rabbit hair cup I brought back!" Song Yi said and took out the black tea cup from his backpack. He didn't dare to bother about this issue for too long, as it would only make her misunderstand even deeper.

Lin Baoqing was also very happy to mention it. She and Song Yi still had a common topic in terms of antiques.

There is no need to say much about the magic of the rabbit hair cup. The delicate rabbit hair alone is enough to make people amazed, not to mention the even more incredible rabbit hair transformation.

This made Lin Baoqing feel much better, not to mention that she felt that Song Yi’s mood should be similar to hers, only the fault of luck is to make people.

Song Yi boasted about the effects of Pu'er tea, especially its beauty and weight loss effects, which were even more amazing.

Although Lin Baoqing was confused, he was still willing to try it, so he accepted the Pu'er tea cakes that Song Yi gave her. Because Pu'er tea is now quite cheap, ten yuan per kilogram, and he couldn't believe it when he said it.

Lin Baoqing had long had an experience in tea tasting, and he also collected a lot of fine tea sets at home. Although the rabbit hair cup was magical, it was still not suitable to taste tea. When Song Yi said he wanted to bring the rabbit hair cup back, Lin Baoqing had no objection. But if he wanted to taste the fragrance, it was very difficult to find a Ru kiln incense burner like Song Yi had previously taken such a Ru kiln incense burner. She felt a little nostalgic in her heart, but she still asked, "Don't you take this incense burner back together?"

Song Yi smiled and said, "If I take it back, I will probably have to be confiscated into the museum by my grandfather."

Lin Baoqing smiled and said, "That's true. Your grandfather is the director of the museum now!"

"I can't bear to give this rabbit hair cup to my grandfather as a gift!"

Lin Baoqing smiled and said, "I thought you were very filial!"

"The situation in the museum is quite complicated! But it should be much better now than before!" Song Yi thought more about it. Now Song Shibo is in the museum. But he will always retire in the future. How should these rare cultural relics be preserved!

Lin Baoqing had also heard many rumors in museums, but she didn't say it out. Song Yi didn't want to mention it. He didn't do much before his parents went home. So he planned to stay in Lin Baoqing's antique shop for one afternoon.

Things are always done. In addition to collecting the agarwood bracelet in the morning, Lin Baoqing also bought a small piece of agarwood back. Naturally, she still had her sense of smell. She smelled the fragrance and bought it.

After reading it carefully, Song Yi praised her for being a good material with a sensitive sense of smell, but Lin Baoqing smiled and said that he was a dog's nose.

The tools for praising fragrance and some tools for praising tea can be used interchangeably. Under Song Yi's encouragement, Lin Baoqing gathered a set of tools for praising fragrance.

Song Yi said that the form of praising the fragrance is not important, the key is the mood of praising the fragrance, and Lin Baoqing agrees very much.

At this time, Lin Baoqing also took out the three-legged incense burner of Ru kiln placed in the safe. She was very concerned about what Song Yi said, and the incense ash, charcoal and other things had already been prepared.

But at this time, Song Yi only moved his mouth but not his hands. He asked her to cut the agarwood into thin slices first, put it aside, and wait for the fragrance to be used.

After cutting the agarwood slices, Lin Baoqing then began to fill the incense ash in the incense burner, and then gently pressed the incense ash with a copper spatula.

Lin Baoqing felt it was fresh and made it very exciting, but Song Yi said from the side, "Don't press too tightly, otherwise the charcoal will be extinguished soon if the air cannot enter. As long as you can dig a hole and put it in the charcoal."

This is a meticulous job, but it is not difficult for Lin Baoqing, who is skillful and skillful. He carefully dug out a hole that is enough to put down the charcoal block with a slender copper spoon.

Then put the red smokeless charcoal into the hole to adjust the position, and gently sprinkle incense ash on it and cover it. Without Song Yi's words, Lin Baoqing also knew that it was impossible to block the air at this time.

After doing this, Lin Baoqing then clamped the mica slices with tongs and gently placed them on the charcoal.

After careful observation, he found that there was no smoke, so Song Yi asked Lin Baoqing to bake the agarwood slices on mica slices, and said that in this way, he could start to taste the fragrance.

Although after a lot of trouble, when Lin Baoqing smelled the fragrant fragrance, she suddenly felt that all her previous efforts were in vain. The aroma after baking was a huge difference from the aroma of agarwood that she smelled directly.

Song Yi chuckled and said, "The fragrance of agarwood is the most fragrant when igniting and baking. This is also the most direct way to identify the authenticity of agarwood and the grade."

"This method is a bit extravagant!" Although Lin Baoqing said this, he smelled the faint fragrance and felt

A lot.

"In addition to medicinal use, igniting agarwood in this way is to make the most efficient use." As Song Yi spoke, he picked up the incense burner with his left hand.

The incense burner is not big, and it is barely grasped. "There is such a benefit to taste incense in porcelain incense burner. It is light and small, and it was also the most loved by literati and scholars in the Song Dynasty. This is the general step of pleasing incense. I would like to write the comments later!"

Song Yi took a deep breath, and did not take the incense burner into his nose to smell it, but separated it by half a shoulder. Then he gently brushed the air with his right hand and slapped the fragrance in front of his nose. The quiet and sweet fragrance was like a naughty child, and it was even more joyful in his nose.

After gently putting down the incense burner, Lin Baoqing also tasted the fragrance as he looked. Sure enough! The fragrance she smelled this time was different from before. She felt that the fragrance became more and more fragrant. She felt that the fragrance seemed to be everywhere, but there was no trace to be found. This feeling was very wonderful.

Without Song Yi reminding her, she knew that this is still far from the incense path, but the road always has to be walked step by step. The mysterious artistic conception needs to be slowly experienced. It is best to proceed in a quiet environment. At this time, not only can people not calm down, but they are also easily disturbed.

"It smells so good!"

With the sound coming from the door, the two of them had a wonderful journey to find fragrance.

When a guest came to the door, Lin Baoqing, who was still immersed in the fragrance, had to put down the incense burner in his hand in a bad mood. When he looked at Song Yi, he shrugged.

The man who came in was in his thirties, dressed simply and was holding a bulging linen bag in his hand. "Are you here, boss?"

"I am, can I ask if there is anything I can help you?" Lin Baoqing's eyes fell on his pocket. From the shape of the pocket, it can be judged that there should be things like porcelain and bronze. Antique shops like Jubaozhai not only sell antiques, but also purchase antiques, but the number is not large.

"Can you make the decision?"

The man didn't look like an antique dealer. Lin Baoqing visited the shop all year round and knew a lot of people, but she had never seen him. But she had rich experience in dealing with people and said immediately, "Of course, do you have anything to do?"

The man took out the things in his pocket, but it was a piece of blue and white with red flowers and jade pot. Without further questions, there must be many people who have seen this thing, but it is unknown when it is true or false.

Lin Baoqing still heard his story, saying that he was dug out from the bottom of the river while he was cleaning sand and asked him to help him.

Lin Baoqing told such a story himself, and he didn't take it seriously at all. He just wanted to take it carefully to see what happened.

The whole Yuhuchun style looks like the style of the Third Qing Dynasty. There is no problem with the blue and white hair color on the surface, especially a red dragon is even more vivid.

But when Lin Baoqing took it as a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the vivid red dragon on the pot, he did not find a flocculent in the underglaze red. You should know that flocculent is an important identification feature of the red in the blue and white red in the third Qing Dynasty.

It is not that the red products that do not have this characteristic are not products from this period, because the color of red hair underglaze is varied and cannot be generalized.

Looking at the signature at the bottom of the Yuhuchun, she found that the signature below was made in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. She knew very well that there were not many reds in the Xuande period. Although the production process was relatively mature, the characteristics of the times were also very obvious. Generally, the colors were dim and there were local red spots, and there were often characteristics such as exposure and glaze. She did not see such characteristics on the red in this piece.

Lin Baoqing immediately shook his head gently and placed the pot on the counter, but she still looked over and signaled that Song Yi would come to see. Although she had learned a lot of porcelain identification knowledge since elementary school, there was still a big gap compared to Song Yi, who was a famous porcelain expert.

Song Yi was not polite. For him, even if he saw a fake, it would be a good opportunity to increase his experience.

Generally speaking, there are not many imitations of blue and white underglaze red on the market. All of this comes from the complex craftsmanship of blue and white underglaze red. The color of the inner red is unstable, and the finished product is very accidental. The imitations appearing on the market are either so exquisite that they are fake and real, or they are pure shoddy and deceive newbies who have just entered the industry.

For novices, reading books is useless. In addition to making up stories and deceiving people, clever counterfeiters will also "bury mines" in the countryside. They bury imitations into the ground or graves, or even underwater. Many collectors think that they are really dug out of the ground or fished out from the water, and they will be fooled. There are even more clever counterfeiters who publish books in a pantheon. If you buy antiques according to what is written in the book, the selected thing may be the thunder he has laid a long time ago; even if he does not bury the mine, counterfeiters will follow the trend.

Song Yi is not a newbie who has just entered the industry. Naturally, he knows that everything can only be judged by his own multi-faceted identification. Although he saw that Lin Baoqing had denied this piece of porcelain, as long as he did not pass through his hands, he could not make an assertion first.
Chapter completed!