Chapter 557
Song Yun was drinking tea while waiting for Tang Miaomiao to call Jiang Mengyao. These two are best friends and good friends. Something like this must be talked about.
Song Yun waited for Tang Miaomiao to finish the call, and asked, Jiang Mengyao had no good solution. The reason was very simple. There was no way to prove that the pile of antiques seized before was fake. That Du Chong couldn't do anything, but Yan Jingtian was not a vegetarian either, and some of the methods he had passed were so hard that he couldn't take the case, and the two sides were at a standoff at this time.
Song Yun shook his head and didn't ask any further questions. He had no interest in this kind of thing, and it had nothing to do with him.
"I'm really curious now, what kind of people can make such high-quality antiques. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do."
Song Yun is most curious about this whole thing. The batch of antiques that Jiang Mengyao seized and the Yuanqinghua he just saw at Guo Chunhua, if he didn't have supernatural powers, it would be impossible to tell. , A veteran like Zhu Deyuan, needless to say, has no discovery to prove that the person who made the traitor Yuan Qinghua is very clever.
"Sister Tang, do you know there is such a person in our circle?!"
Song Yun was just too curious. Those with this kind of ability are definitely the real masters, the top one.
"What's wrong?!"
"Could it be that I know someone like this, and you still want to visit?!"
Tang Miaomiao laughed when she heard Song Yun talking like this.
"Oh?!"
"Sister Tang, it seems that you really know a person like this. If it's convenient, you really want to go and have a look. I'm very curious about people like this!"
Song Yun nodded, Tang Miaomiao had nothing to hide in front of him, and he did have such thoughts.
Tang Miaomiao thought about it for a while, and now there is nothing to do, so I just went to see it.
Tang Miaomiao and Song Yun locked the door of the Treasure Pavilion, drove out of the city center, and stopped in front of the courtyard of a small remote village on the outskirts of the city.
Song Yun looked at it. In front of him was an ordinary, no more ordinary farmyard. The two-story building was a yard in its entirety, with a half-person-high fence, and an unlocked rusty iron door. There is a grape trellis, and two small plots of land are planted with some common green vegetables, such as beans and cabbage, and a few chickens can be seen running around.
"Sister Tang, the master you mentioned lives here?!"
Song Yun really didn't quite believe it.
Tang Miaomiao nodded, didn't speak, opened the door, and walked inside.
What else can this say?
Song Yun could only follow behind.
Tang Miaomiao walked through the small yard, and the door of the building was also unlocked, so she pushed it open and walked in.
Song Yun was taken aback. There were racks after racks in the hall of the small building. Various kinds of porcelain were densely stacked on the racks. To be precise, they were just some embryos, which were obviously put here to dry in the shade.
Song Yun's scalp was a little numb, and there were too many embryos in the porcelain in front of him, giving people a feeling of intense phobia.
It was obviously not the first time for Tang Miaomiao to come here. The surrounding porcelain embryos turned a blind eye and went directly through the middle passage that could only pass through one person.
Song Yun walked over and found a large steel structure iron shed behind the small building, the kind that was super high. When I was outside the yard just now, I don't know if it was because of the trees or other reasons. can not see.
Song Yun went in and saw that the huge iron shed covers an area of more than 1,500 square meters. It is very huge. It is full of various things and is well organized. There is a huge workbench in the corner. There is a middle-aged man in his 40s. Busy.
Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao walked over, looked at it, and found that it was a piece of soil.
Song Yun's abilities are useful for antiques. He knows a lot about antiques, especially porcelain, but he has no knowledge of how to make a piece of porcelain in his head, and he doesn't know a middle-aged man at all. what are you doing.
"He's practicing mud."
"Simply put, it is to remove all kinds of sundries in the china clay, and at the same time add all kinds of things in proportion."
Tang Miaomiao saw Song Yun's confused look and explained.
Song Yuan was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose. People who play antiques know nothing about how to make porcelain. He was a little embarrassed. He secretly made a decision. , The production methods and basic craftsmanship of common antiques such as bronze ware must be understood.