God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun was drinking tea while waiting for Tang Miaomiao to call Jiang Mengyao. These two are best friends and good friends. You must definitely talk about things like this.

Song Yun waited for Tang Miaomiao to finish the phone call and asked. Jiang Mengyao didn't have any good solutions. The reason was simple. There was no way to prove that the pile of antiques seized before was fake. Although he moved out of the backer, he took it. That Du Chong had nothing to do, but Yan Jingtian was not a vegetarian either. Some of the methods passed simply failed to accept the case. The two sides are now in a stalemate.

Song Yun shook his head and didn't continue to ask. He was not interested in this kind of thing at all, and had nothing to do with himself.

"I am really very curious now, what kind of talent can make such a high imitation antique, this is definitely not what ordinary people can do."

Song Yun’s most curious thing in the whole incident is this. The batch of antiques that Jiang Mengyao seized, plus the Yuan blue and white flower that he just saw in Guo Chunhua’s place, would not be able to tell if he hadn’t had a supernatural power. A veteran like Zhu Deyuan, needless to say, also has no discovery to prove that the person who made the traitor blue and white is very clever.

"Sister Tang, do you know that there is such a person in our circle?!"

Song Yun was really curious. Those who have this kind of ability are definitely the real masters, the top one.

"what happened?!"

"Could it be that I know someone like this, why would you still want to visit it?!"

Tang Miaomiao laughed when Song Yun said that.

"Oh?!"

"Sister Tang, it seems that you really know someone like this. If it's convenient, you really want to see it. I am very curious about such a person!"

Song Yun nodded, Tang Miaomiao had nothing to hide in front of him, he did have such thoughts.

Tang Miaomiao thought for a while, now that there is nothing to do, he can just go and check it out.

Tang Miaomiao and Song Yun locked the gate of Treasure Pavilion, drove out of the city center, and stopped in front of the courtyard of a remote village on the outskirts of the city.

Song Yun looked at it. What was in front of him was an ordinary, no ordinary small farm yard. The two-story small building was a yard all over, with a half-height fence, rusty iron doors without locks, and inside the corners. There is a grape rack, and two small plots have been opened to grow some common vegetables, such as beans and cabbage. You can also see a few chickens running around.

"Sister Tang, the master you mentioned lives here?!"

Song Yun really didn't believe it.

Tang Miaomiao nodded, did not speak, opened the door, and walked inside with one kick.

What else can this be said?

Song Yun could only follow behind.

Tang Miaomiao walked through the small courtyard, the door of the building was also unlocked, so he pushed aside and walked in.

Song Yun was taken aback. There were shelves one after another in the lobby of the small building. The shelves were densely stacked with various types of porcelain. To be precise, they were just some embryos, which were obviously dried in the shade.

Song Yun had a tingling scalp, and there were too many embryos of these porcelains in front of him, which made people feel like a intensive phobia.

Tang Miaomiao was obviously not here for the first time. The surrounding porcelain embryos turned a blind eye, and he passed through the middle passage that could only pass through one person.

Song Yun followed and found that there was a large steel structure iron shed behind the small building, the super high one. When I was outside the yard just now, I didn’t know if it was because of the cover of trees or some other reason. can not see.

Song Yun went in and saw that the huge iron shed covers an area of ​​more than 1,500 square meters. It is very huge and filled with all kinds of things. It is well organized. There is a huge workbench in the corner. There is a middle-aged man who is about 40 years old. busy.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao walked over, looked at them, and found that it was a piece of soil.

Song Yun’s abilities are useful for antiques. He has a lot of knowledge about antiques, especially porcelain, but he has no knowledge of how to make a piece of porcelain, and he has no idea about middle-aged men. what are you doing.

"He is practicing mud."

"Simply put, it is to remove all kinds of debris in china clay, and add all kinds of things in proportion."

Tang Miaomiao saw Song Yun looking confused and explained.

Song Yuan was a little bit embarrassed. He touched his nose. The antiques people didn’t know anything about how to make porcelain. He was a little embarrassed. He secretly made a decision. When you look back, you must study this knowledge, except for porcelain. , The making methods and basic craftsmanship of common antiques such as bronzes must be understood.