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You went through so much trouble just to tell me this?

Tsk!

What do you mean Zuo Yan is not something I can handle?

If she knew that there was only one line of defense between him and Zuo Yan, I really don't know what she would think?

Forget it, just let this self-righteous school beauty be proud?

Chen Zhizhou came to Baibaozhai.

Zuo Handong saw him coming and said excitedly, "Little brother, come on, please sit inside."

"Let me introduce you, these people are all big shots in the antique circle."

There were six or seven people sitting in the store, and they were obviously big shots.

Some people were wearing Tang suits and holding a star-moon bodhi in their hands.

Some people were holding walnuts and combing their hair back, looking like big shots.

Seeing Zuo Handong calling Chen Zhizhou over, everyone was stunned and soon frowned, "Boss Zuo, what do you mean?"

"Just a little brat comes to help everyone judge?"

"Are you kidding?"

"When we were in this industry, he was probably not even a tadpole."

...

Several people expressed disdain, Zuo Handong said, "Hey, you can't say that."

"There is no age in learning, and the capable are the teachers."

"Chen Zhizhou is a top student of Jiangzhou University. Although we entered the industry earlier, he is a professional!"

"It doesn't matter if he takes a look."

"Okay, then let him take a look for Boss Zuo's sake and broaden his horizons."

A man in his fifties, wearing a long gown, responded contemptuously.

This man's dress is very interesting. He wears a long gown even in the hottest weather and holds two gourds in his hands.

It feels like an ancient shopkeeper.

There is an antique on the table of Baibaozhai, which is about 40 centimeters high.

"Little brother, this is the treasure."

"We have studied it for a long time, but we can't figure out what it is. Can you help me take a look?"

Chen Zhizhou just took a casual look and immediately concluded that it was a folk kiln from the 1990s.

But Zuo Handong told him that it was from the Jin Dynasty.

Chen Zhizhou did not make a conclusion immediately, but picked up the jar and looked at it carefully.

Although he could not see anything, from an outsider's point of view, this thing is indeed the same as the real thing.

The whole jar exudes an ancient atmosphere, as if it really existed for thousands of years.

But he believed the information he saw with his own eyes. Needless to say, this jar should have been deliberately made old by someone, but the level of aging was very high, which made the people present misjudge it.

Zuo Handong asked, "Little brother, how is it? Can you tell anything?"

Chen Zhizhou shook his head, "This is a fake made in the 1990s."

"Are you kidding?"

The man in the long gown who had just spoken stood up, "So many of us can't tell, why do you say it's a fake made in the 1990s?"

"Yes, do you have any basis for saying that?"

Another man in a Tang suit asked unwillingly.

Because they all agreed that this was something from the Jin Dynasty, but Chen Zhizhou said it was a fake from the 1990s.

"You believe the words of a yellow-mouthed kid, I think he doesn't know anything."

"Regardless of whether this treasure is real or fake, why did he determine that it was from the 1990s, and he said it so accurately?"

"Yes!"

Zuo Handong was also a little puzzled.

Even the most powerful people can only tell the approximate age, but Chen Zhizhou insisted that this was a fake from the 1990s.

This really stumped Chen Zhizhou. Could he tell these people that his eyes had special abilities?

Seeing that everyone was skeptical, he shook his head and pretended to be good!

The more sophisticated you pretend to be in this industry, the more convincing it will be.

He glanced at the crowd lightly, "I can only tell you that it is a replica from the 1990s. If you insist on treating it as a treasure, that's your business."

"Anyway, I won't lose any money."

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Zhizhou said, "You are all leaders in this industry. Do you really need me to explain some things so clearly?"

He pointed to the dozen or so antiques on the shelves of Baibaozhai, "Early Southern Song Dynasty."

"This is from the Qianlong period."

"This is from the Wenjing period of the Han Dynasty."

"This is Qinghua porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty."

"..."

He explained the origins of these antiques one by one, which made everyone stunned.

This kid is really good at it. He can tell the origins of these things at a glance.

They were all Zuo Handong's friends, and they knew exactly what treasures Zuo Handong had.

The circle was so small, and if anyone received a treasure today, it would spread in the circle immediately.

Chen Zhizhou was right, could it be that they had really made a mistake?

At this time, Zuo Handong received a call, "Yes, yes, I know."

After hanging up the phone, he said to everyone, "Now it has been confirmed that it is indeed a modern imitation."

For safety reasons, Zuo Handong sent the jar to an authoritative department for identification.

Unexpectedly, the experts from the authoritative department also said that this was a recent imitation.

The time should be around the 1990s, and he couldn't tell the details.

Everyone looked at Chen Zhizhou in a daze, "Did he really say it right?"

Thinking of Chen Zhizhou's explanation of the origins of these antiques in Baibaozhai just now, they had to admire him.

After all, so many people have studied for such a long time, and only Chen Zhizhou saw it.

"Young man, you are awesome!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit gave him a thumbs up.

"Little brother, come to my shop when you have time."

The other party handed over a business card and invited Chen Zhizhou.

The man in the long gown also said, "I welcome you too. Come and visit us often when you have time."

The people who were indifferent just now became enthusiastic one by one.

They handed over their business cards one after another. Chen Zhizhou was humble and put their business cards away.

"Mr. Zuo, excuse me."

After the few people left, Zuo Handong said excitedly, "Little brother, I have another treasure here. Please help me take a look."

Zuo Handong went upstairs and brought out a rectangular box.

This is a painting.

The box is very ordinary, nothing special.

Zuo Handong opened the box and took out the long scroll.

It was a particularly exquisite scroll, more than one meter long and about eighty centimeters wide.

Zuo Handong said, "I spent eight thousand yuan to buy it back. It should be authentic, but I always feel something is wrong."

Chen Zhizhou took a closer look and found that the painting was indeed a bit strange.

Through perspective, it was found that it had two signatures: 1756, Zheng Xie.

1938, Huang Yu'an.

Chen Zhizhou didn't know who Huang Yu'an was, and he was probably a not-so-famous person.

But the name Zheng Xie scared him.

The scroll was opened, and it was just an ordinary landscape painting, and the signature on it was Huang Yu'an.

From an outsider's perspective, this painting is not bad.

There was actually another signature below, and Chen Zhizhou was puzzled. After all, this was the first time he encountered such a difficult thing since he had magical powers.

"I have to take a closer look!"

Chen Zhizhou moved closer and watched carefully.