"Your gift? It seems to be...."

At this time, Wang Guan thought about it, then took out a pack of tissues that had not been opened in his pocket and handed them over, and said with a smile: "No, this is for you, local specialties..."

"roll!"

Yu Feibai glanced at it and said angrily: "What local specialty is clearly the one distributed by the flight attendant. There are airline advertisements printed on it."

"Is that true?" Wang Guan said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter, just let it go, it's almost done."

Yu Feibai was speechless, wondering how Wang Guan's face became so thick. If he knew what he thought, Wang Guan would probably reply directly, I will learn from you...

Just as the two were whispering, Mr. Qian and Fang Mingsheng had finished making polite decisions and were about to watch two pieces of porcelain.

Seeing this, Wang Guan hurriedly opened the big bag, took out the blue and white plate, and placed it carefully on the table. Yu Feibai must have come to watch the fun. He nodded after a little look: "It's true, and it's not broken, it's the whole device. It should be newly burned, but there is no fire. It's really amazing."

"How can you deceive the public without this ability?" Wang Guan shook his head and sighed: "This is the highest level of drug aging, and people can't see the clues. By the way, Uncle De, what about him, is he studying Mr. Zhu's notes, what are the results?"

"How can I be so fast? I'm studying with a group of experts." Yu Feibai said casually: "Don't worry about him, let's talk about it, where is the secret record?"

"You try to find it yourself, don't always rely on others." Wang Guan smiled, opened the big box next to him, and then gently carried the porcelain mother out.

"You are so light. If I had such a good eye, I wouldn't know how many I missed it." Yu Feibai muttered, and naturally saw the mother of porcelain, and was surprised and said, "There is really this thing."

"Didn't you say it?" Wang Guan smiled and said, "Don't you believe it?"

"I believe it, but I didn't know how realistic it was before I saw it with my own eyes." Yu Feibai sighed lightly. As long as I understand the difficulty of firing this porcelain, I should know how hard-earned the various colored glazes on the large porcelain mother bottle were.

If you only fire three or five kinds, it is not very difficult, but more than a dozen colored glazes are clearly distinguished and appear very clear. This is an extremely complex process, and not everyone can imitate it so much.

"Of course, it's still a bit short of heat."

At the same time, Mr. Qian raised his magnifying glass, studied the big bottle bit by bit, and then commented: "Some glazes have dizziness like ink, so they have to be worn off, which is a situation of fishing for porcelain from seaside."

"Old Qian is smart!" Wang Guan was not flattering. When he was calling, he only said that the porcelain mother bottle was a fake, and he didn't say much about the others. Now, Old Qian looked at it casually and came to the conclusion. Such eyesight is naturally admirable.

"Tsk, you know how to flatter."

At the right time, Yu Feibai looked down upon it, and then said righteously: "Old Qian is a well-known thing. Do you still use it to say? It's really superficial and I don't know how to respect it with my heart..."

Now it was Wang Guan’s turn to be speechless. Who is flattering?

"Okay, don't be nonsense, so as not to let the guests laugh." Mr. Qian was also a little amused and cried, waved his hand to stop Yu Feibai's stingy flattery, and continued to study the big bottle.

Seeing this, Yu Feibai stopped making trouble, but just poked Wang Guan's shoulder and whispered: "Is the flaw of this thing obvious?"

"Yes." Wang Guan nodded gently: "After all, the process is too complicated, and Mr. Zhu may not be able to fully understand it. Of course, this is also a good thing, otherwise we will have even more trouble."

Yu Feibai deeply agreed and understood what this said. Mr. Zhu's skills had reached the pinnacle, but if they were to the next level, they would probably be perfect. At that time, who could control it?

Even if Wang Guan has superpowers and knows that things are fakes, he cannot tell the flaws and others will not believe them.

As for secret notes, it is just a supplementary proof and cannot be used as a direct proof. If one day Mr. Zhu doesn't leave any secret notes...

Thinking of this, Wang Guan felt chilling.

"It is because the flaws are very obvious, so they need to undergo some modification to cover up the shortcomings."

At the same time, Mr. Qian explained next to him that the comments were similar to what Wang Guan said before, and it was also a matter of the body and glaze. However, compared with Wang Guan, it was just a simpler understanding.

After a brief analysis, Mr. Qian's expression was a bit solemn: "It can be seen that Mr. Zhu's technology has been relatively complete. If he is given a period of research, he might really imitate a very perfect large bottle of various colors of glaze."

Of course, the perfection mentioned here does not mean that there are no flaws. After all, imitation things must be somewhat different from the genuine ones. If Mr. Zhu can put aside the imitation spirit and start from the original intention of artistic creation, then the things produced may reach the point of perfection.

Speaking of this, Mr. Qian shook his head and said, "It is really a pity that he can become a famous porcelain master, but because of his unrighteous heart, he is destined to be infamous, and he cannot be seen in official history. It is really sad and lamentable."

"Old Qian, we can't even care about ourselves now, so we still have time to control others."

At this time, Yu Feibai curled his lips and said, "Don't you often say that being virtuous but not talented, at least being content with oneself will not affect others. However, being talented but not virtuous will have greater harm."

"This is very true."

Mr. Qian nodded. China has formed a set of standards for employment for thousands of years. I won’t say much about the chaotic times. I must pay attention to the ability of talents, regardless of whether he has the problem of stealing or not. But once the world is pacified and the country is governed, the morality of talents is the key.

From governing the country according to law, to governing the country with virtue, advocating spiritual civilization construction, etc., we can see the transformation.

Of course, if you use dark psychological speculation, or say it is more mean, you will pursue what you lack. From this we can see that today's social atmosphere generally lacks... virtue.

After sighing, he was not able to study in depth with guests. After a rough look, he continued to greet Fang Mingsheng for tea and asked Mr. Zeng about his situation.

"Everything is fine, Mr. Zeng..."

While speaking, Fang Mingsheng waved his hand gently, and naturally a entourage came over to hand over a package. Then he unbuttoned the package gently and said with a smile: "By the way, I know Mr. Qian, you are knowledgeable, and Mr. Zeng also wants to ask you for help."

"What are you doing?"

Not only Mr. Qian, but others were also quite surprised.

Fang Mingsheng smiled, but did not answer, but just quickly unpacked the package and saw that there was a square object inside.

When everyone looked closely, they found that the object was very simple and unpretentious, with no patterns on the surface, and it may be because people often hold it in their hands to play with it, so a layer of lubricated patina was formed.

"Please take a look at it."

At the right time, Fang Mingsheng handed over the thing and smiled and said, "This thing has been in Mr. Zeng for two or three years, but he has not been able to solve the secret, so he wants to ask Mr. Qian to help him."

"Then I'll take a look."

Mr. Qian was also quite curious and took the thing and looked at it. As soon as he started, he realized something was wrong. After weighing it gently, he felt that the weight of the object was a bit stressed.

"Is this...a piece of wood?"

Yu Feibai was curious and came close to observe without waiting for Qian Lao to carefully look, and even started to touch it directly. Judging from the texture, it should be a wooden product.

"It's not wood, or it's not ordinary wood." Qian Old Shaking his head gently and explained casually: "The weight is a bit heavy, which is much heavier than the same volume of wood."

"Oh?" Yu Feibai blinked and guessed: "Is it precious wood such as rosewood, golden nanmu?"

Mr. Qian didn't say anything, but just focused on studying objects. Seeing this, Yu Feibai wanted to ask again, but Wang Guan stopped him: "Okay, don't guess randomly, this thing is not simple."

"What's not simple?" Yu Feibai was a little puzzled.

"Stupid, if it's just a simple precious wood, does Zeng Lao need to ask Qian Lao to help solve any mystery?" Wang Guan said incisively, and then pondered: "And from the texture of the wood, it seems to be the hardest iron birch."

"Iron Hua?" Yu Feibai was a little surprised: "It is said that it is twice as hard as ordinary steel. It is the hardest wood in the world and can be used as a metal substitute?"

"It should be."

Wang Guan nodded and said, "From the fine texture and dark texture, this is very possible. It is said that this kind of tree cannot even penetrate bullets and is mainly distributed in the Northeast region. When I arrived in Songyuan, I saw such wood products, so I was very impressed."

"Nonsense, trees that can't even be penetrated by bullets must be deeply impressed." Yu Feibai sighed a little, and then thought: "How should such hard wood be processed?"

"How to process metal, it will be processed." Wang Guan said casually: "Now even metal can be cut, not to mention mere trees. In addition, trees are just hard, which does not mean that they have the same properties as steel."

"I understand this. If this tree can really replace steel completely, then why are you still making iron? Just plant trees." Yu Feibai waved his hand, no longer paying attention to the iron birch tree, but continued to pay attention to what Mr. Qian had in his hands.

After a long time, seeing Mr. Qian still studying, Yu Feibai finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked again: "Mr. Qian, are you talking about something? What's the good thing about this thing?"

"Of course it looks good." At this time, Mr. Qian seemed careless, but actually attached great importance to it: "This is a box, I'm looking for a mechanism to open it."

"What, box?" Yu Feibai was stunned and said suspiciously: "Old Qian, are you not kidding?"

In an instant, Wang Guan understood a little, and hurriedly turned to look at Fang Mingsheng: "Boss Fang, is this the machine box you mentioned?"
Chapter completed!