Huo Xing'an answered Li Yuanlang's call and his face turned gloomy.

His wife Wen Xiumei pushed the door in with a porcelain bottle in her arms. Seeing her husband's displeasure, she asked, "Who has offended you, her face is as dark as the bottom of the pot."

He gave his wife a blank look, Huo Xing'an picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out one and held it in his mouth, lit it and took a few deep breaths, but did not answer.

Her husband did not say it, and Wen Xiumei did not ask questions, but placed the porcelain bottle in front of Huo Xing'an and said, "Old Huo, how about I just bought this porcelain? The Guaner bottles in the official kiln of the Song Dynasty have very few existences. I really found the treasure."

Huo Xingan narrowed his eyes, took the ear bottle as big as a slap, looked carefully for a long time, and asked in confusion: "How much did you spend to buy this thing?"

Wen Xiumei stretched out her two fingers, and Huo Xingan guessed: "Twenty thousand!"

"Yes." Wen Xiumei was dancing and told the origin of the penis.

She met a collector from Beijing through a friend's recommendation.

It took a lot of verbal talk, but for the sake of her introduction, she reluctantly made it difficult to give up this thing.

Huo Xing'an and his wife Wen Xiumei have a common hobby, which is about collecting antiques.

I have been involved in antique calligraphy and paintings, and it has a history of more than ten or twenty years.

In another house, he specially stores antique calligraphy and paintings collected over the years.

In terms of identification level, Huo Xing'anluo was better.

Not only does he like research, he also takes experts in this field as his teacher. Overall, he has certain identification skills.

After looking at it for a long time, Huo Xingan shook his head, "This thing is fake at first glance, you have been deceived by a character trap."

"No way!"

Wen Xiumei snatched her over and held her in front of her eyes and didn't count it. She also looked at the light repeatedly, insisting that her husband was wrong.

When Huo Xingan saw his wife's firm attitude, he simply put out the cigarette he had taken a few sips in the ashtray, took the magnifying glass and observed it carefully again.

After a while, Huo Xing'an said calmly: "It must be fake, a modern imitation. Look at the engravings on it. Ancient craftsmen used carving knives to carve them one by one, and there will inevitably be a halt."

"The words on this are flowing and lacking a sense of cumulativeness. They are obviously engraved with a computer. Also, the penetrating ear bottle should be light and thin, and this piece is obviously a bit heavy."

"Things that were thousands of years ago should have traces of time, but I have never seen the moisturization for thousands of years. Even if they have moisturization, they have been treated with softening agents or matte agents."

Huo Xing'an's words made Wen Xiumei's good mood fall into the bottom instantly.

When she thought of buying a fake bottle for 20,000 yuan, she felt so painful.

"Xiangmei, think about it, if it was a genuine product in the Song Dynasty, which was well preserved for thousands of years, the market value would be more than 200,000 yuan. You only spent 20,000 yuan, a tenfold difference. If you are not his relative, he would leave it for more than 100,000 yuan and give it to you? It's unrealistic."

Wen Xiumei didn't give up and nagged, "I have called Gu Xiuzhuang and asked him to come and help with the appraisal."

"Gu Xiuzhuang!" Huo Xingan frowned and immediately denied with a cold face, "No, I can't let him come."

"Why?" Wen Xiumei looked confused.

Gu Xiuzhuang also likes to collect. People have money, but they actually receive good things, and many of them are sold at high prices at auction.

There are really many things, so he will naturally improve his identification ability.

Wen Xiumei had this relationship with Gu Xiuzhuang in private, but she was limited to exchanging experiences with each other and did not have any economic relationship.

"You don't know." Huo Xing'an did not hide it and told Wen Xiumei that Shengpin Yacht Company's Qianyue number sank out of the sea.

The four people on the boat were cadres from the southern town. Li Yuanlang attached great importance to this matter and had asked the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection to intervene in the investigation.

Because according to Li Yuanlang's knowledge, there are four yacht treasures on the boat.

But only the cadres and drivers of Pannan Town were searched and rescued, and no yacht treasures were found.

Just now, Li Yuanlang called Huo Xing'an and ordered the district committee to cooperate with the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection to investigate.

The reason why Huo Xing'an was angry was that Li Yuanlang seriously criticized Jiamei District.

Although this incident did not cause any casualties, the impact was severe.

Zhang Dong, secretary of the Party Committee of Piannan Town, was Huo Xing'an's former secretary and a cadre he promoted.

Hearing that Qianyue No. 1 was missing, Huo Xing'an had already scolded Zhang Dong for being a squirting head.

Why are you crazy about not staying in the office when you are on a yacht and running to the sea?

In extraordinary times, everyone is a human being with their tails. In the south town, they are brave and brave, and they go up against the wind, making trouble. They make trouble. If this happens, aren’t they causing trouble for him!

When Zhang Dong faced Huo Xing'an, he apologized and did not dare to mention a word of advice.

Finally, Huo Xing'an was relieved, and his attitude was not as strict as before.

Now, Li Yuanlang's criticism has brought his anger back to his anger, so his face is gloomy and he doesn't look like he smiles.

"The Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection is investigating the matter of Qianyue. At this time, it is very inappropriate for you to ask Gu Xiuzhuang to come to our house. Go and call him, make up a reason and push this matter back."

As soon as Huo Xing'an finished speaking, the nanny came in to report that Gu Xiuzhuang had arrived downstairs and was waiting to open the door.

"Really." Huo Xing'an shook his sleeves, walked into the inner bedroom with his hands behind his back, closed the door, and disappeared.

He didn't see him, but Wen Xiumei was not in good condition.

Soon, Gu Xiuzhuang appeared in her living room.

After sitting down, Gu Xiuzhuang was anxious and asked Wen Xiumei to bring the Guaner bottle, and he wanted to take a look.

Gu Xiuzhuang is worthy of being experienced. From the shape of the instrument to the workmanship, to the body glaze, he carefully and seriously, and looked at it for more than 40 minutes.

"How is it?" Wen Xiumei's eyes were straight. If Gu Xiuzhuang said it was a fake, the 20,000 yuan was really wasted, she would definitely regret it.

"Sister Wen, this thing is called Guaner Bottle, it is made in the form of Song Dynasty utensils..."

"Is it a fake?" Wen Xiumei's eyes widened.

Although my husband is an official at the department level, he has made some savings over the years.

But it's hard-earned money, and every penny is hard to come by.

"Sister Wen, don't be discouraged. According to my experience, it is true that it is a imitation, but it is not a modern imitation, it should be from the mid-Qing Dynasty."

"It's okay to have more than a thousand years, more than two hundred years. Modern imitations are handicrafts, while ancient imitations are cultural relics. Moreover, whether it is made or the quality of the penguin bottle, it is a masterpiece, and it is rare to get a fine product."

Wen Xiumei looked at Gu Xiuzhuang in disbelief, "Really?"

"If you don't believe it, then I will connect with Guo Lao in the capital now and ask him to give him a long eye."

Wen Xiumei didn’t know where this Mr. Guo came from. According to Gu Xiuzhuang’s introduction, Guohe was a famous calligraphy master.

Later, some minor changes occurred, and he abandoned his pen and went to business, engaged in antique business, and established an appraisal agency, which was very famous in the industry.

Wen Xiumei was very disgusted with Gu Xiuzhuang blowing the fruit river so much that she urged him to call him quickly and asked the person to make an appraisal.

In front of Wen Xiumei, Gu Xiuzhuang contacted Guohe using video.

"Old Guo, I am Gu Xiuzhuang."

The other party is an old man with a white beard, quite scholarly style.

"Mr. Gu." Guohe greeted him and waved to Gu Xiuzhuang in front of the camera.

"I have a very good friend of mine. She just bought a Song Dynasty Guaner bottle. According to my judgment, this thing is not a Song Dynasty, but a mid-Qing Dynasty imitation. I'm not sure, please give it a look."

"Oh, that's it." Guohe asked Gu Xiuzhuang to put his phone in front of the bottle, and according to his requirements, from the inside out, from top to bottom, and not let go of every detail.

For more than twenty minutes, Guohe took off his reading glasses and put away his magnifying glasses and said slowly: "Mr. Gu, your identification ability has improved greatly now, but there are still some small flaws."

"Is that true?" Gu Xiuzhuang was stunned, "please give me advice."

"The Guaner Bottle is not a imitation from the mid-Qing Dynasty, it should be the late Ming and early Qing dynasties..." Guohe told a long story of his reasons.

Wen Xiumei couldn't help but interfere, how much is this thing worth?

"Start two hundred thousand."

"So tall?" Wen Xiumei and Gu Xiuzhuang exclaimed at the same time.

"That's it." Guohe explained in detail, "What is the concept of starting with 200,000? If it is placed in an auction house, 300,000 and 400,000 are possible, but private transactions, such as good relationships and 150,000 transactions are also available."

After a change of topic, Guohe said again: "This collector, if you want to take action, I can buy it."

Wen Xiumei was shocked. Unexpectedly, the 20,000 yuan was not only not deceived, but also could have such a large market value.

When I was excited, I asked Guohe what price I could give?

Guohe had long beard with his hands, looked elsewhere and thought for a while, and finally stretched out three fingers, "I will pay 300,000 yuan. If you agree, I will send you the money. Leave it to President Gu to keep it for me. I will come to Ruozhou to collect it in a few days."

Three hundred thousand!
Chapter completed!