Chapter Fifteen: Professor Lang

  Jiangning University is picturesque, and from the high archway, you can see the clear Bohu Lake.

  The lake is only five meters deep, but there is a small island with lush green trees and shrubs all over it, making it an ideal habitat for wild ducks. At the end of each month, you can see groups of hungry young men lingering around, drooling at the beautiful sight of the ducks.

  Chen Yi was preoccupied with the porcelain box in his hand, and didn't have time to appreciate the beautiful campus scenery. On the other hand, Fatty was lingering around, muttering non-stop: "Another beauty, another beauty, looking at me, looking at me..."

  All the way to the old dormitory building, Chen Yi pressed the doorbell and patted Luo Xiaoshan in his fantasy, saying: "They are all looking at me, don't worry about it."

  Luo Xiaoshan didn't believe it, and with a posture of a folk hero, imperial hero, and human savior, he said: "You may think I'm burly, but actually I have a lot of charm with women..."

  Before he could continue his train of thought, Chen Yi hastily said, "I'm here."

  Fatso disappointedly licked his lips and said, "Until what?"

  "We've arrived at Professor Lang's house." Chen Yi held up the porcelain in his hand and said, "One piece is worth 800,000 yuan, two pieces are worth 2 million yuan, three pieces are worth 8 million yuan, and all four are worth 80 million yuan. This is going to be a big deal."

  Luo Xiaoshan was indeed very gambler-like, his eyes shining brightly with excitement, he didn't say a word and let him go press the doorbell.

  "Clang!" Afterwards, it was a kind old lady who opened the door. She didn't wait for him to speak and said: "Is that Chen Yi?"

  "It's me." Chen Yi hastily nodded, he had called ahead of time.

  The old lady smiled and let them in, giving Luo Xiaoshan a pair of oversized slippers.

  Fatso was overwhelmed with gratitude and exclaimed: "Your family's equipment is really complete!"

  "In my house, this is also a necessity." The old lady led the two of them in, and Chen Yi immediately understood why she said that.

  Those large slippers are probably Professor Lang's own.

  This master, in the form of a mountain, sat on the living room sofa, smiling warmly at the two people. The width of his face was enough to rival the 60-inch flat-screen TV in front of him.

  Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine, but he thought to himself: Could Luo Xiaoshan be surnamed Lang?

  Fatso himself was there, looking left and right, he had some years on him, hadn't lost in a size comparison before.

  Professor Lang was somewhat older and didn't show too much interest in Luo Xiaoshan, soon shifting his gaze to the box in Chen Yi's hand, smiling: "Is this the porcelain you were talking about?"

  "Yes." Chen Yi carefully placed the box on the table and then took it out with great care, saying: "I have some interest in antiques, I bought this one this time and couldn't help but want to find someone to appraise it, sorry to trouble you, really sorry."

  Professor Lang is a well-known collector in Jiangning. This time, he was willing to help him out of the face of the charity fund.

  He was originally just smiling politely, but when he saw what Chen Yi took out, he let out a "huh" and picked it up from the table, after which he didn't say another word.

  "Professor Lang," Chen Yi said with a smile, "the pawnshop that sold me the porcelain fragments said that there were four pieces with slightly different colors on them, and it's hard to tell whether they're genuine or not..."

  Professor Lang stretched out his hand and signaled for silence.

  The old lady saw it and scolded: "Look at you, people are still talking, forget it, you two wait a bit longer, have some tea, eat some snacks, I made them myself. This is his problem."

  "It's nothing." Chen Yi smiled slightly, not being impatient at all.

  Through sensory perception, he was already more than half certain that it wouldn't be a loss. Professor Lang's appraisal was sought, apart from seeking peace of mind, and there were concerns about possible external factors - such as using old goods to fake new ones. Normally speaking, four pieces of fragments, three genuine and one fake, would be nailed on the board.

  Chen Yi understood in his heart, but Luo Xiaoshan did not. He stared with his big, round eyes, and was so restless that he could neither sit nor lie down, as if he had spent all his money to buy a precious antique.

  It seemed as if he was intentionally doing the opposite, the more anxious Luo Xiaoshan became, the slower Professor Lang's movements were, until finally, the magnifying glass almost didn't move, and his eyes were lifeless as if he had thought of something.

  Green land powder color depicts gold hollow-out flower incense burner, as the name suggests, is a body with green color as the base color, ink color depicts gold imperial porcelain, unique shape, different from others.

  In Professor Lang's view, such a vessel shape, as long as it is intact, is a rare treasure that museums and auction houses can hardly find. Even if it is broken into pieces, after repair, it will still be a national treasure-level porcelain. But the 4 suspicious fragments make him heartbroken.

  He looked at it for a long time, then sighed and said: "There are two fragments in here, one big and one small, which must be real. You see, although their colors have changed, they are actually natural changes... Alas, what a pity that a good object is gone."

  Judging from his tone, it seems like he's only interested in these two fragments.

  Despite this, he has already judged that two pieces of porcelain are genuine and fake. If a certificate is issued, the value of the porcelain will immediately double.

  Fat boy excitedly panted heavily and fiercely punched Chen Yi.

  "Professor Lang, those two remaining ones, if measured with instruments, would they be feasible?"

  Only if it can be proven that the two large pieces are genuine, is this porcelain worth $800,000; otherwise, there's no point in buying it at a high price. Of course, the remaining small piece with an incorrect age won't hurt to prove its forgery either.

  Chen Yiyu's tone was just right, neither overly excited nor disappointed. Professor Lang nodded in secret approval, thinking that this was the kind of breadth of vision a cultured person should have.

  He hesitated slightly at Chen Yi's words. As a collector, he wasn't too willing to use instruments; during the excavation process, it was fine, but when looking at things privately, there were many taboos.

  Considering the age of the other party, Professor Lang said frankly: "The department does have a C14 machine, and it's not impossible to take it out for testing. However, apart from the time it takes, there are often errors of several decades. In fact, when collecting, sometimes you don't need to be so particular."

  He said, tapping his leg, "This piece, apart from being difficult to keep safe, has great collection value. Whether you keep it for yourself or sell it, there's no need to investigate the authenticity of the other two fragments. Sometimes, being too clever can be counterproductive and not beautiful."

  This is a mature saying. The value of the porcelain at this moment actually contains two uncertain fragments, and if it is inspected afterwards, it is found that the other two pieces are fake, and the price will drop instead.

  If Chen Yi hadn't used the Perception Scroll to inspect, he would have probably followed Professor Lang's suggestion. But now, he spread his hands open and said, "A few decades should be enough, right? I'll just leave my things here, and when you're free, you can test them, and I'll come back for them later."

  "Put it here with me?" Professor Lang was slightly surprised, then smiled. Even if two fragments were not accurate, the remaining items were worth about 200,000 yuan. Not to mention the price, this trust is rare. In recent years, domestic experts and professors have not had a good reputation. Many people who help identify things end up secretly taking them or even forcibly taking them. The attitude of ordinary people changes every day.

  Chen Yi still had the demeanor of a noble's son, even if he was penniless, his face didn't reveal anything, and he nodded in agreement with an air of nonchalance. This was also thanks to the confidence brought by the magic scroll.

  Having said that, he stood up and bid farewell.

  Unexpectedly, Professor Lian pondered for a moment and said: "Choosing a day is not as good as rushing to the day. We will go to the department now and use high-tech 'neutron activation analysis'. The whole set of equipment is new."

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