My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Chapter 366 Who are you working for?

The technical strength of these people is a bit too strong.

You must know that I just came from Liu Yi.

The heart-turning bottle he made is already very top-notch.

But Liu Yi is the work of one person after all, and many materials are limited.

Not so with Seinfeld's team.

They don't care about the cost at all, they just want to make something exactly like the real thing.

Sein Fei smiled and said, "Mr. Yang should have seen some problems."

"It's not a big problem. The color of the stone on the right is probably too subtle and too light, but the whole thing is already perfect."

Yang Feng glanced at it and could see that the painting was very complete.

If you let professionals come to this kind of painting, there is a high probability that there will be no problem in identifying it.

Even those masters may not be able to distinguish between true and false.

"The corners are lacking, the angle should be lower."

Yang Feng pointed at the last few problems he saw.

But other than that, he couldn't tell any more flaws.

After hearing this, Rose and others also breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It seems that this thing only needs one last modification."

"In this case, we should move on to the next work."

Seinfeld finished his words.

At this time, Rose took out two pieces of porcelain.

As soon as these two things were taken out, Yang Feng was a little surprised.

These are exactly two ‘Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cups’.

This kind of thing was the royal wine glass of Emperor Chenghua of the Ming Dynasty.

Because the royal family requires the best of the best for royal utensils, and defective products are usually destroyed directly.

Therefore, it is said that there are only three "Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cups" that can be handed down.

At an auction before, a chicken vat cup was sold for 3 million yuan.

You know, this is just a palm-sized porcelain.

Now when these two chicken cups are placed in front of you, there is almost no difference, which is shocking.

"One of these two things is real. Can Mr. Yang tell the difference?"

Rose asked jokingly.

They all know that Yang Feng is good at painting.

However, ancient paintings are not the same as ancient porcelain.

Sometimes it may even be two professions.

So they still wanted to see Yang Feng's understanding of porcelain.

Yang Feng looked at it carefully for a while, and finally nodded and said: "I just had a friend who tested me in the same way."

"Can Mr. Yang tell the difference?"

"There are too many flaws, not worth mentioning."

Yang Feng smiled.

His words stunned Rose and others.

These guys instantly felt that their self-esteem was hurt, and they said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Yang, don't let Feng Da flash your tongue. Even if you say you can tell the truth, you can still see too many flaws?"

They all felt that Yang Feng was making fun of them.

Yang Feng glanced at Song Fei and asked, "Is there any midnight snack left today?"

"Today I prepared a full fish feast, as well as some wild animals raised by myself."

"Sounds good."

Yang Feng showed a satisfied smile.

However, Rose and others were already anxious at this time and asked: "Mr. Yang, please tell me, what is going on?"

"I haven't felt it yet."

Yang Feng said, carefully looking at the cup in front of him, and said: "This cup is 3.4 cm high, 8.3 cm in diameter, and 4.3 cm in full diameter. In such a small cup, use elegant or rich colors to express The natural smell of hens and the interest in life.”

"Ours is a 100% replica of the original version."

"But the imitation on the right can tell at a glance that its color is thin."

"Thin? We won't make such a stupid mistake."

"It's a form of thinness."

Yang Feng said and asked: "Do you have paints and pens here?"

"of course."

The person next to him handed him a pen and paint.

Yang Feng dipped some red paint on it, lightly added some marks on the chicken head, and then gently wiped it with his hand.

The paint spreads out very casually.

But immediately, Rose and the others felt something special.

The somewhat rigid description just now seemed to have some life at this time.

"Look at the authentic chicken cup. The picture shows a rooster raising his head, a hen foraging for food, and chicks following behind. It seems to be a family united by nature and man. It looks very simple, but in fact it is a very clever thing. clumsy."

Yang Feng said, pointing at the fake and said: "But looking at this fake, if it is just a blunt imitation, it will definitely not have any results, because from the perspective of Wangqi, I can't see the vitality in it."

"But why can't we see it?"

These people are also veterans.

Even Seinfeld was a little surprised.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "What you see is different from what I see. And there should be something wrong with your formula."

"how do I say this?"

"This cup is made by first tracing the outline of the pattern with blue and white, then glazing it and firing it in a kiln at a temperature of about 1300 degrees, and then using the reserved blue and white for a second low-temperature firing."

Yang Feng said and continued: "If I'm not wrong, you probably didn't find a good ratio, so the materials have changed a lot in terms of temperature and raw materials, resulting in the final appearance not being completed."

He talked eloquently.

With Yang Feng's eyes, it is too easy to see the flaws in such things.

After listening to this, Rose and the others nodded repeatedly, and finally lowered their heads in depression.

"It seems that this estimate is ruined."

They knew that this thing must be re-fired.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "I think we should make changes in materials, otherwise it will be difficult to make breakthroughs in terms of feel or subtle differences."

"Thank you."

These people were convinced.

Even Sein Fei nodded repeatedly and said, "Mr. Yang is indeed well-deserved, and his research on porcelain far exceeds my imagination."

"Today is not without gain. At least this fake ancient painting is almost complete."

Yang Feng said, looked at Song Fei and said, "And I only heard half of the story last time. Why don't you tell me more?"

What he was curious about was naturally the matter of Sein Fei leaving the Song family.

Sein Fei was not stingy and said, "Mr. Yang, please come with me to the back hall, and we can talk while eating."

"Then I'm welcome."

Yang Feng lives a frugal life on weekdays.

After finally fighting a rich man, you won't be polite to him.

Arrived at the back hall.

Next to a coffee table.

Song Fei asked Yang Feng to sit down opposite him and said, "Mr. Yang, the food still needs some time."

"It's okay, I can just listen to the story first."

Yang Feng looked at Song Fei with a smile and continued: "I remember you said on the plane that you left the Song family because you felt that the Song family's strength was not enough to support your ideas."

"Yes."

"So I'm curious, who are you working for?"

Yang Feng blurted out without any hesitation.