"Mr. Li, although Mr. Jiang is also an appraiser, with Mr. Jiang's experience, I'm afraid this is the first time I have seen a real Buddha head, right?"

Master Liao's disdain was written on his face, and his tone was vaguely dissatisfied.

Antiques do not need to be suspicious, they do not need to employ people. He has worked for Li Mingyuan for many years, and he is also an authority figure in the business. Li Mingyuan also seeks other people to appraise the things he photographed, which obviously distrusts him.

"Master Liao, don't get me wrong. This Mr. Jiang has some research on the culture of Mogao Grottoes. Let's listen to what Mr. Jiang said!"

Li Mingyuan smiled and turned his eyes to Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen nodded, and said directly: "In the early days of the Mogao Grottoes, the murals of Buddha statues and figures used earth red as the background, and then the colors such as green, green and white were used to apply the color. The tones are warm and strong, the lines are simple and vigorous, and the characters are tall and straight. There are characteristics of Western Buddhism.

From the point of view of its characteristics, this Buddha head is completely in line with it, and even more realistic than the real Buddha head I have seen! "

Jiang Beichen paused, and continued to say faintly: "But it's too realistic, but it's not normal.

The biggest flaw of this Buddha's head is that it is too perfect! "

"Haha!"

Master Liao couldn't help but laughed, of course it was a ridicule, and immediately said to Li Mingyuan: "Mr. Li, this Mr. Jiang can really make a joke. It's too real but it's fake. Listen to what this is!"

Is this fair?

In his opinion, it is simply grandstanding! "Mr. Jiang, this..." Li Mingyuan couldn't help frowning. After all, what he said was a bit paradoxical.

"There is a fire method in the world, that is, it can be burned by fire, which can make the head of a fake Buddha look like thousands of years, and it may not be able to identify the authenticity with a machine!"

Jiang Beichen spoke slowly, and after saying this, the smile on Master Liao's face froze immediately.

Like a dumb firecracker, it looks very funny.

Seeing this scene, Li Mingyuan immediately became concerned. What Jiang Beichen said was 80% true! "Mr. Jiang, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. This Buddha head is a typical top grade in Mogao Grottoes, no matter its texture or demeanor. What you said is simply unfounded!"

Master Liao said with a sneer.

"Are I talking nonsense, you know in your heart that people are looking at the sky, what you see is the head of a Buddha, and what I see is the human mind!"

Jiang Beichen was still not in a hurry and said lightly.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you mean, do you mean I'm looking for someone to join in to lie to President Li?"

Master Liao immediately stood up.

Then he quickly said to Li Mingyuan: "President Li, I have been following you for a long time. Who do you know about Liao, how can you do things like eating inside and out?

not to mention?

In the antique industry, even if you slap your eyes sometimes, it is normal. You can't doubt me with some unnecessary words? "

Before Li Mingyuan said anything, Master Liao immediately began to prove his innocence, and left a way out for himself, obviously he had begun to have a guilty conscience.

"Master Liao, don't get excited. I didn't say that I don't believe you. Twenty million is not a big deal for me, Li Mingyuan. I can still trust your level!"

Although Li Mingyuan said so, he had already sent messages to his people in Yunshan in private, asking him to immediately investigate which auction house Master Liao had contact with in Yunshan.

But no, the information came back. A month ago, Master Liao quietly bought a stake in an auction house called Yunshanhaihui, and this auction house is the auction house where Master Liao took the Buddha's head today! Li Mingyuan immediately started to care! "The antique business is really deep!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head. At this moment, he has almost eaten. He took the tablecloth and wiped his mouth. He continued: "There is a saying that it is hard to paint a person, but it is difficult to paint a bone. Knowing the person and the face does not know the heart. I want to identify the true and false Buddha head. It's easy, but it's hard to identify people's hearts!"

"Boy, you don't have the yin and yang weirdness. This Buddha head is obviously true. You have to base your words!"

Master Liao was really angry and stood up and pointed to Jiang Beichen's nose and shouted, "Who do you think you are?

Do you have an appraiser qualification certificate?

Have you studied historical documents day and night?

Have you studied archeology systematically?

If not, what can you prove that the Buddha's head is fake! "

Jiang Beichen left his seat, walked towards the Buddha's head, and directly picked up the Buddha's head.

After looking at it for a moment, he said: "Your Buddha head uses the latest Huoqin method. It can indeed be faked. There is only one way to verify the authenticity, that is, the true Buddha head can only be split into petals when it falls. Like toughened glass, it will break into slag!"

Master Liao stayed for a while, and immediately couldn't help but sneer: "Boy, what are you kidding? This Buddha head is worth 20 million. You actually said that it fell to identify the authenticity?"

Master Liao looked very disdainful.

The opponent is just a small appraiser?

Even if it is considered fake, does he dare to fall?

Do you have the guts?

"If you are not good at learning arts, go back to school and continue studying. Don't be sensational here. You fell?

If it is true, you can afford to..." Pop! Before the word "?" Jiang Beichen smashed the Buddha's head directly on the ground.

Suddenly, the entire Buddha head was like tempered glass, shattered into fine slag! "you!"

Master Liao was completely shocked. He didn't expect this kid to be so dare to be pure! Twenty million photographed things, without blinking your eyes, are straightforward. How bold is this?

Is there a mine at home?

"Master Liao, now, what else do you have to say!"

Li Mingyuan's face gradually cooled.

The result is in front of us, and Master Liao cannot tolerate sophistry.

Master Liao's face turned red and turned into a pig liver color, but he still stalked his neck and said, "Mr. Li, I recommend this Buddha head to you, yes, but you are not the one who made the final decision?

It is common to buy and sell antiques. You can't blame it on me, right? "

"No, I didn't blame you for punching eyes! Even if you hit 100 million, Li Mingyuan would never frown! But if you team up with outsiders to cheat me, this is a bit unreasonable, right?"

Li Mingyuan's face was gloomy and terrible.

"Mr. Li, you are just spitting out. I will never admit anything that I haven't done!"

Master Liao still refuses to admit that he is not afraid of boiling water.

"Oh?

is it?

What happened to Yunshanhaihui Auction House? "

As Li Mingyuan said, he directly threw the phone on the table. It was the evidence that Master Liao had colluded with the Yunshanhaihui that someone sent to Li Mingyuan! "This, this, President Li, I was wrong! I didn't mean it. My child is sick, and I still have an old mother to raise. I really need money! Please forgive me this time!"

With a plop, Master Liao knelt directly on the ground with an expression of horror.

Now, it's all over! Everything is over! He knows what Li Mingyuan’s character is. If he really missed it, it’s fine, but if Li Mingyuan knows that he deliberately cheated him, he will definitely be killed.

Wow! Li Mingyuan made a phone call, and a few people came in and directly dragged Master Liao out, probably because he might not see the sun tomorrow.

"Mr. Jiang, I would like to thank you for this matter today. If it weren't for your prompt reminder, I'm afraid I don't know how long I will be deceived by this old guy! I must repay you well..." Li Mingyuan couldn't help sighing , Xuan Even was stunned, because at this moment he saw Jiang Beichen squatting on the ground, seeming to be looking for something in the fragments of the Buddha's head.

"Mr. Jiang?

You are..." Jiang Beichen waved his hand and stopped Li Mingyuan's words.

Immediately he stretched out his long fingers and ran it among the debris, put it under his nose and sniffed.

A strange color flashed in his eyes suddenly.

"Mr. Li, if you really want to repay me, why don't you help me investigate something!"

Jiang Beichen stood up slowly and resumed his upright posture.

"Mr. Jiang, tell me what I can do, I will do my best!"

Jiang Beichen swayed and said, "It's not a difficult thing. I want you to check for me. Where did the soil from which this Buddha head came from?"

While speaking, Jiang Beichen felt Xuan Qingjue in his body, and he moved slightly.