What surprised Lin Ran was not the paperweight, but that just now he wanted to try smelling the color, but just by touching it, he seemed to feel all the information of the cultural relic in his hand.

"I'm fine, but this is not a cultural relic from the Ming Dynasty, it's just a replica that's less than three years old." Lin Ran said.

Hearing this, Huang Guqing's expression changed.

"If you can't identify it, just say so. Why do you say it's a fake?"

What I hate the most in this business is people saying that what they sell is imitation, especially being accused by young brats.

He was about to snatch the paperweight back, but Lin Ran turned it over very quickly and placed it on the counter.

Pointing to the mark on the back, he said: "The length and width of the seal at the bottom do not conform to the official kiln seal format, and the name is also written wrong."

When Lin Ran looked at the front just now, he felt there was something wrong with the text at the bottom.

This strange feeling made him freeze in place.

It was as if a hand was guiding him, telling him what was wrong with the imitation leather in front of him.

At first, he thought he was overthinking.

But when he lifted it up slightly and saw the seal, Lin Ran felt that his worldview had collapsed.

If the art of appreciating treasures is so magical, I am afraid that all treasure appraisers and AI will be able to withdraw from the world.

That's why he felt that the paperweight in his hand became heavy.

Huang Guqing didn't believe it, and glanced at the paperweight very quickly, with a look of distrust in his eyes.

"Nonsense, Wanli eight years, what's the problem?" Huang Guqing asked Lin Ran, completely ignoring the boss's hospitality.

"Ming seals can be either square or round, while official kilns only have square seals. Seals require folding the elbows, stretching the waist, and raising the head. It is impossible to have square, round, and complex seals. Round seals are only seen in official documents, and fragile items like porcelain are not used. Make it." Lin Ran replied.

Huang Guqing can open a pawn shop, so he naturally has certain appraisal skills.

After Lin Ran's reminder, he did recall the incident.

His face suddenly turned pale. He thought he had picked up this item, but he was actually deceived by the pawnbroker.

There is no ID card system now, and pawns only require a signature and a deposit. The biggest risk in a pawn shop is that the shopkeeper makes a mistake and gives worthless goods at a higher price than the seller. The seller will not come back, and he has to make up the difference himself. .

"The white seal has the calligraphy and painting facing away, and it has its own square and round shape." Lin Ran continued, "The seal of the paperweight is very particular. It must be square and neat, but not too rigid..."

Huang Guqing broke into a cold sweat when he heard it, and said quickly: "Okay, okay, I know this is a lie."

Extremely annoyed, he threw the paperweight into the counter.

In fact, the passage that just appeared in Lin Ran's mind subconsciously was the content of "The Collection of Seals" written by Gan Yang, a seal engraver of the Ming Dynasty.

I was not familiar with this piece of content before, but after seeing the seal, this piece of information appeared in my mind without any warning. It was like automatically flipping through a reference book.

Lin Ran also felt a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, the craftsmanship of this imitation Ming Dynasty official kiln celadon paperweight is quite advanced. Regardless of glaze color, texture or feel, it looks similar to the real thing from the outside, so it is normal to be mistaken."

He comforted Huang Guqing.

Huang Guqing originally thought that Lin Ran would laugh at him for being blind, after all, he was the first to be unreasonable.

But I didn't expect him to be so polite, so he nodded and said: "Thank you sir for your advice. May I ask what your name is?"

"My surname is Lin." Lin Ran was not interested in chatting with him, but seeing that the other party was convinced, he made his request.

"Boss, can you bring that snuff bottle over and have a look?"

The boss, who was a little depressed at first, immediately cheered up when he saw that Lin Ran had something he liked.

"Of course." He unlocked the glass cabinet and carefully handed the box containing the snuff bottle to Lin Ran.

Tang Lanxuan was also interested when he saw the snuff bottle and gathered around.

Opening the counter, Huang Guqing took out a magnifying glass from the drawer on the right and handed it to Lin Ran respectfully: "Sir, please take your time and look at it."

The service was quite attentive. Lin Ran smiled at him, took the magnifying glass, and observed the snuff bottle carefully.

Huang Guqing might be a little bored, so he introduced to everyone: "This is a snuff bottle from the late Qing Dynasty. It should belong to a certain merchant. The pattern on it is relatively ordinary. The market price... If you like it, I can sell it for ten yuan." There you have it.”

Guan Yun didn't understand anything and was not interested, so he turned his head to one side.

Tang Lanxuan and Lin Ran were whispering to each other, and no one answered Huang Guqing for a while, which made him a little embarrassed.

Tang Lanxuan smiled and said to Lin Ran: "The snuff bottle is indeed ordinary, just a civilian product."

"However, the snuff bottle is extremely meticulously preserved, and there are no obvious signs of knocks on the inside or outside of the bottle."

Judging from the state of preservation alone, it can be seen that it belongs to a noble family, and at least it is used with care.

According to the current market situation, not many people collect it, and the price of ten yuan is reasonable.

But when he actually bought the snuff bottle, Tang Lanxuan was a little disappointed.

Lin Ran did not answer, but continued to observe the snuff bottle.

Snuff was introduced to China in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, so there are no earlier cultural relics.

From the appearance point of view, the snuff bottle is simple in shape, and it is indeed not an official style, because snuff bottles were a fashion at that time, and the snuff bottles used by the royal family must highlight the preciousness of gold.

It doesn’t matter whether it looks good or not, what’s important is that it looks luxurious. This is the royal requirement for snuff bottles.

However, although the snuff bottle in front of me is not gorgeous, its shape is somewhat special.

The color is dark green with slight flaws, and it looks like it is made of low-quality jade.

The vessel is square in shape, with a straight mouth, a slightly bulging abdomen, four legs turned outwards, and a trapezoidal cap. Other than that, there is no decoration on the surface.

Even the royal family's favorite external pattern, the ring ear, was not made, so Huang Guqing judged that it was a merchant's item.

Moreover, the snuff bottle in front of us, judging from the glaze color, pattern and painting style on the surface of the pot, and oil paint, is undoubtedly the style of the late Qing Dynasty.

Any treasure appraiser will make such a judgment.

Even Tang Lanxuan didn't have high hopes for snuff bottles.

Lin Ran closed his eyes, presented the complete shape of the snuff bottle in his mind, and then recalled the relevant information.

Tang Lanxuan smiled slightly when he saw Lin Ran's expression.

He said nothing, just looked at Lin Ran intently.

Huang Guqing felt confused. He had just heard the conversation between Tang Lanxuan and Lin Ran. Basically, Tang Lanxuan was conducting an appraisal. From his words, it could be heard that this person was definitely not a dabbler, but a real and knowledgeable person.

But he did not make a decision, but waited for Lin Ran's reply.

Could it be that his eyesight is not as good as the young boy in front of him?

Having said that, Lin Ran's appraisal level just now really surprised him.

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