Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Benefits urged the two people to hit it off and immediately reached an agreement.

Huang Mao gave Mo Qing a wink, let him look at the three little dolls who followed, and blinked.

Mo Qing understood, and instantly picked up the master's usual bluffing frame, coughed in a low voice, his eyes faintly fell on the three of Lan Xiao.

"Why, I don't believe the result of my appraisal, so this is looking for something?"

When he spoke, the smell of gunpowder was full, and his tone was even more contemptuous and disdainful.

Lan Xiao was not angry, holding the copper stove in a good temper, blinking, looking at Mo Qing with innocence and a little admiration.

"Are you Master Mo? Unexpectedly, the appraiser of such a big antique shop is so young and handsome. Handsome guy, your face, plus this long jade figure, if it were in ancient times , He must be a handsome, charming young man."

Wen Muchu's eyes were dim, he glanced at Lan Xiao, and his whole body unconsciously exuded some evil spirits.

Recently, Wen Cheng came to Wen Muchu. She naturally felt the first thing wrong with her brother. She only felt the cold wind rushing towards her. She rubbed her arms and took two steps away from Wen Muchu.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes filled with pride.

Heh... just a little girl who is a nymphomaniac and can't walk when she sees a handsome guy.

He is most comfortable with this kind of girl.

So Mo Qing shook the folding fan and hummed coldly: "The same question, I don't want to ask the third time, what do you want to do with this fake?"

Faced with Mo Qing's contemptuous attitude, Lan Xiao naturally felt very upset.

However, she still endured not showing half of her dissatisfaction with him, but said honestly.

"Master Mo, just to listen to Huang Mao's one-sided words, we have to pay him out with one hundred thousand, and it is impossible for anyone to easily agree to it? We also want to come here for peace of mind. Let you do another appraisal. We can only give up if we see and hear with our own eyes, right?"

Mo Qing hummed a few words, then put down the folding fan in his palm, reached out and grabbed the copper stove in Lan Xiao's hand and placed it on the counter.

His face was impatient, and he said coldly.

"This thing is a counterfeit. Haven't you seen that it is covered with copper skin that is about to peel off? The copper skin is already mottled, and the inside is rusty. If it is a genuine product, how could it corrode so badly? Take a look again, the four-character inscription "Da Ming Xuande" is inscribed at the bottom. There are four types of new year, one-character "Xuan", two-character "Xuande" four-character, and "Xuande Years" six-character ink" "Da Ming Xuande Year System" There is another kind of money that is donated, and the number of words in the money is more than a dozen. Only there is no'Da Ming Xuande' above."

"Xuande reigns are all over the body, and the characters are engraved with seals and dark yang and yin. The horizontal and vertical flowers are four pairs of single and none, the Jin and Tang dynasties are the most outstanding. You can distinguish by remembering these few formulas. Your copper furnace does not account for any of them. The characteristics of the authentic product are purely ordinary, imitating the style of the copper furnace, a modern new artwork. Moreover, its materials are so common that within a few years, the copper body will be corroded and mottled."

"The fake can't be fake again, you little girl dare to bring this thing over for the second time and ask me to appraise it. It's humiliating. Even if you send this thing to me, I don't need it. It's ridiculous... …"