After listening to the conversation between Old Dong and the thin man, Lin Han thought that Old Dong followed the trend and bought blue and white porcelain, and it was very likely that he bought a fake.

But looking at the appearance of the blue and white porcelain in front of us, it is absolutely an old item from the Yuan Dynasty.

Yuan blue and white porcelain has a characteristic. It is neither as elegant and graceful as Song and Ming porcelain, nor as luxurious as Qing porcelain.

Yuan blue and white porcelain is vigorous and simple, and blue and white porcelain is relatively heavy.

The glaze is thick and glossy, and the shape is somewhat childish.

Therefore, the overall appearance of blue and white porcelain is a bit silly.

The one in front of you is the representative of Yuan blue and white porcelain.

There is a circle of white glaze on the mouth of the bottle, so thick that it almost seems to flow down.

The flowers painted on the bottle have simple branches and roughly outlined blue leaves, leaving a lot of white space, but it has a simple and ancient flavor.

No need to look closely, it's Yuan blue and white porcelain, absolutely no problem.

Yuan blue and white porcelain of this quality and appearance would be worth at least tens of millions at an auction.

If there is support and publicity from celebrities, hundreds of millions are not impossible.

At this time, Immortal Nie also put down the single-eye magnifying glass, looked up and asked Lao Dong:

"How did the things come from?"

Old Dong wanted to find some clues from Immortal Nie's face, but unfortunately, there was no hint.

"I bought it from a businessman a few years ago."

"Oh." Immortal Nie said calmly: "How much did you spend on it?"

As soon as the topic of money came up, the people around stopped chatting and started to listen to what was going on here with their ears perked up.

"Three million... ten thousand."

After Mr. Dong finished speaking, sweat started to fall from his forehead.

With so many people here, it would be embarrassing to say something is wrong!

Sure enough, when people heard this number, they pointed and started whispering.

"It's more expensive than the pair of jade bottles just now!"

"Oh my god, if this is fake, I'll lose a lot of money!"

"Yuan blue and white porcelain! How many of them are real?"

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Old Dong placed his last hope on Immortal Nie.

"Nie Shenxian, how is the stuff?"

What Immortal Nie said next almost made Old Dong fly to the sky on the spot.

"I think there's nothing wrong with it, the stuff is good!"

Wow!

Everyone roared, opened their mouths in shock, and gathered around.

Old Dong was so happy that he opened and closed his mouth, and he didn't know what to say!

After a while, he excitedly stretched out his hand, wanting to thank Immortal Nie.

Immortal Nie did not refuse and stretched out his left hand.

Old Dong held his left hand and shook it up and down vigorously!

That's so happy!

"Thank you, Immortal Nie! Thank you!"

Mr. Dong didn't even ask the price, but put the blue and white porcelain into the box carefully, as if he was protecting a baby.

He hugged her happily, pushed through the crowd and walked out.

The people behind him did not give up and came over to ask Immortal Nie how much this blue and white porcelain could be bought for.

Of course Immortal Nie would not say it directly.

"The price is a matter of opinion and depends on market rules."

Nonsense, these are the boss’s things, can Immortal Nie let others know the selling price?

Wouldn’t that be asking for trouble for the boss?

The crowd didn't find out anything, but everyone was more confident than before.

What the boss has in his hand is the real thing, maybe what they have in their hands is also real!

Unexpectedly, after more than half an hour, I didn't get any real things.

Not only is it not true, it's obviously fake!

There was an old man who was holding a dazzling golden long-winged hat and said it was worn by the emperor!

Lin Han and Mr. Zhang just glanced at each other and smiled.

If this is true, then the sword on the street stall must be a bronze sword!

The old man even argued that the two dragons playing with a pearl on his hat were night-shining pearls that glowed at night, and that the hat was made of real gold.

Silk thread is also gold thread.

Immortal Nie was holding the 50-cent special-effect hat, speechless.

"Old man, I'm not sure about this...why don't you ask someone else to take a look?"

Immortal Nie leaned back in his chair, a little further away from the old man and his hat.

The old man was stunned, and then began to ridicule Immortal Nie.

"I knew you experts were blind! The hat Li Shimin wore on TV is exactly the same as mine!"

"You don't know anything, and you're still trying to identify it!"

"Humph! I don't want to watch it anymore! Let's go!"

After saying that, the old man walked away angrily, holding the golden hat.

The people around burst into laughter.

It's obvious that this is fake, let alone these collectors who only know a little bit about it.

Even a child probably wouldn’t think it’s an antique!

Mr. Zhang couldn't help but sigh:

"This guy has gone crazy just for a little money!"

"Yes, holding the hat can make him imagine himself as a millionaire, and it also gives him a spiritual comfort, so he won't believe that the hat is fake."

After saying this, Lin Han looked around.

The collectors behind don’t have any good things in their hands.

He was also not interested, pointed outside the door and said to Mr. Zhang:

"There's nothing left behind, let's go first!"

Mr. Zhang let out a cry and stood up, holding his waist.

He is in his sixties or seventies. He has been running around with Lin Han these past two days and has had almost no rest.

Lin Han saw it.

"Uncle Zhang, don't be too tired. There's no need to run around like this."

Zhang Lao waved his hand and pounded his waist with his other hand:

"It's okay, I'll follow you, I'm happy!"

Lin Han didn't say anything else. He supported Mr. Zhang, said hello to Immortal Nie Bai Tingwei, and walked out of the meeting room along the corner.

The collectors queuing were quite orderly, holding their things quietly and waiting for Immortal Nie to make the decision.

Lin Han's eyes swept over the collections in their hands.

Suddenly, something in a fat man's hand attracted Lin Han's attention.

In the fat man's hand is a seal.

The seal is not big, about the length of a man's finger.

At this moment, the fat man was turning the seal back and forth, and from time to time, he leaned forward, anxiously looking at the progress of Immortal Nie.

Lin Han slowed down, leaned against the window, and looked at the seal in his hand again.

Chicken blood stone, Dahongpao.

Although it is not full health, it still accounts for two-thirds of the seal.

Bloodstone is known as the queen of seals. A bloodstone the size of a fingernail can be sold for around 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

A seal like the one in the fat man's hand is estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands.

This is not the most important thing.

What attracted Lin Han was the strange shape on the top of the seal.

Generally speaking, Chinese people pay attention to auspiciousness and good luck, especially when it comes to personal items like these.

Even if they need to carve, they will carve some Pixiu and tigers.

I have never seen such strange carvings.

Lin Han searched for the information about the seal in his mind, and his hands' movements slowed down involuntarily.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Mr. Zhang asked:

"You're going to stay a while?"

"Ah? Yes."

Lin Han asked Mr. Zhang to go back first, and he stood by the windowsill, pretending to make a phone call while listening to the conversation between the fat man and the people around him.

The fat man kept pushing forward, and the old lady in front of him was unhappy.

"Why are you so anxious? Are you the only one who is anxious?"

The fat man looked ferocious, but he said nothing serious: "Old lady, aren't you in a hurry? I'm waiting for the money to save my life!"

The old lady looked back at him, then at the seal in his hand, and sneered:

"You're so funny! Are you here to raise money?"

The fat man leaned over and looked at the rostrum. After a while, he didn't see the team moving. He sighed and said:

"Would I have come here if there were any other way?"

"The debt collectors at home are still waiting! This is all I have left! If what Immortal Nie says is true, I will sell it immediately!"