Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 93 Special Department
"Oh? How do you make the fake look real?" Gao Dongxu seemed to be intrigued and asked curiously.

"Haha, wait a moment." Sun Dacheng stood up with a smile, walked to the corner of the room, and came back holding a box that was more than 30 centimeters high.

Gao Dongxu smoked a cigarette and watched Sun Dacheng put the box on the tea table, opened it, and took out a round enamel jar from it.

"Qing Dynasty Qianlong famille rose round jar with babies playing, let me take a look at it--" Sun Dacheng pushed the round jar in front of Gao Dongxu.

Gao Dongxu's eyes lit up, he put out the cigarette in the ashtray, grasped the rim of the ashtray with one hand and supported the bottom with the other, and looked at the bottom first.

The six-character seal script mark "Made in the Qianlong Period of the Qing Dynasty" is inscribed on the coin.

Feeling the pastel jar in his hand, which was sometimes hot and sometimes cold, Gao Dongxu was shocked. This was the first time he had encountered such a fake. No wonder Fatty Sun dared to boast that it was indistinguishable from the real thing.

Carefully examining the figures on the pastel jar, there is no flaw or flaw in either the color or the depiction of the figures.

"Boss Sun, are you kidding me? Taking a real thing as a fake?" Although Gao Dongxu knew that it was a fake, he pretended to be teased and asked with a cold face.

"Hahaha..." Sun Dacheng laughed triumphantly. Looking at Gao Dongxu, whose brows were furrowed and his face was grim, he said with a smile, "Boss Jia, don't get me wrong. This is a fake. The real one has been smashed to pieces long ago!"

"Smashed?" Gao Dongxu asked in surprise.

"That's right. Jars of this quality can be made at any time. The real ones will naturally be useless. Once the real ones are smashed, these will become real ones too. What do you think? Hahaha..." Sun Dacheng said with a proud smile.

The sharp light in Gao Dongxu's eyes flashed away, and he was really angry and speechless about these bastards with incorrect values ​​like Lao Chaofeng.

"You mean, you can make a jar like this anytime? Like this one?"

"Haha, that's right, we have as many as you want." Sun Dacheng said with a proud smile.

"How much is it?" Gao Dongxu looked at the baby play jar in his hand, somewhat shocked at the counterfeiting level and ability of Lao Chaofeng and his group. He finally understood why the Five Clans and Lao Chaofeng were at war with each other.

The Five Veins, which rely on treasure appraisal, naturally don't care about low-quality fakes and can easily identify them. However, even Gao Dongxu, who uses plug-ins, can produce high-quality fakes that are difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. The Five Veins are bound to make mistakes. Once they make a mistake, their reputation will be damaged, and the Five Veins will lose the name and prestige accumulated over the generations, and their status in the world.

Touching the pastel jar in his hand, Gao Dongxu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a person came to his mind - Zhu Fang Zhu Boqin.

"Five hundred thousand." Sun Dacheng smiled and stretched out his palm, gesturing.

"So expensive?" Gao Dongxu frowned when he heard the price.

"It's not expensive at all. Once it's sent to the auction house, it will be sold for at least five million. If it's hyped well, it can be sold for over ten million. In comparison, the five hundred thousand I received is very cheap." Sun Dacheng said with a smile.

"You also said that it can be auctioned. What if it can't be auctioned?" Gao Dongxu shook his head.

"Haha, Boss Jia, wealth and honor are achieved through risk. It's normal to take a risk for a tenfold, or even twentyfold, profit. You just saw it. If I hadn't told you it was a fake, would you have noticed anything wrong with it?"

"In that case, why don't you do it yourself and monopolize it yourself?" Gao Dongxu joked with a smile.

"Some have been sold, but we also have to consider the market capacity. If too many appear, not only will the price be affected, but it will also attract the attention of Wumai and the Cultural Heritage Bureau. Since Boss Jia has a way to ship in Europe, I am of course willing to sell more." Sun Dacheng explained with a smile.

"Five hundred thousand is too high. How about this? Prepare five pieces of this quality porcelain for me first, 30 each. I'll test the waters. However, I hope these five pieces aren't the kind you've already sold to the point of being overpriced. If they sell well, I'll order ten next time."

These fakes that are difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake are indeed of high quality. Buying some of them, whether trying to auction them abroad or operating them in Siheyuan World, is a good choice.

Sun Dacheng frowned and thought for a moment when he heard Gao Dongxu bargaining. Looking at Gao Dongxu's indifferent smile, he finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I can give you a discount for the first batch, 30 each, but each piece in the future will still be . You eat the meat, let us have some soup, right?"

"Deal." Gao Dongxu agreed readily, then stood up and said, "That's it. I'll come to pick up the goods in ten days." "Okay, see you in ten days--" Sun Dacheng stood up with a smile, shook hands with Gao Dongxu, and personally saw him out the door.

Watching Gao Dongxu and Leng Feng leave, the young shop assistant standing behind Sun Dacheng whispered, "Boss, do you want someone to follow them and find out what they are up to?"

"Do you think you can touch it?" Sun Dacheng looked at his men with a cold expression and asked lightly.

The shop assistant lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at Sun Dacheng or say another word.

"Watch the shop, I'm going to go out for a while--" Sun Dacheng said expressionlessly, and then left the antique shop with his four men.

When Gao Dongxu and Leng Feng continued to stroll leisurely along Shenyang Road looking for bargains, his name officially appeared in front of Director Luo of the Cultural Heritage Bureau.

The West Hills of Beijing are full of mountains and lakes, with mountains and waters complementing each other, and have the landscape characteristics of the Jiangnan water towns.

The Cultural Heritage Protection Bureau, which has special authority and status, is located in a royal garden in Xishan.

The pavilions and towers, nestled among lush trees or built alongside water, are reflected in the rippling ponds, creating a harmonious scene. Every detail, from the soaring eaves and angled corners to the carved beams and painted buildings, reveals the craftsmen's exquisite craftsmanship and their ultimate pursuit of beauty.

"Gao Dongxu?"

In an antique office, a handsome old man wearing an executive jacket, with slightly gray hair but bright and sharp eyes, and a majestic air without even getting angry, sat at his desk, frowning slightly as he looked at a document brought by his subordinates and read.

"Director, this is forwarded to me by the Foreign Affairs Department. It was sent by the German Embassy to the Foreign Affairs Department. They hope to find this young man named Gao Dongxu... The reason is that Gao Dongxu bought a marble statue in the United States. The statue is likely an ancient Roman artifact from over 1 years ago, around the st century AD. The person it represents is either Sextus Pompey, a general who fought against Julius Caesar, or the famous Roman general Nero Claudius Drusas Germanicus.

The Germans claim that the sculpture was actually collected by King Ludwig I of Bavaria in the 19th century and stored in the palace. It was brought back to Germany by American soldiers during World War II and has been in exile ever since.

Because the German side has not sold or given up ownership of the statue, the Germans believe that Gao Dongxu cannot legally possess the statue and hope to find him and reclaim it. . . .

After listening to his subordinate's report, Director Luo couldn't help but frown. "How did the Germans know that the statue was in the hands of this young man?"

"After Gao Dongxu bought the statue in the United States, he took it to Sotheby's for appraisal and hoped to entrust Sotheby's to auction it. However, Sotheby's directly rejected the commission after the appraisal and reported it to the German Cultural Heritage Bureau as required by the agreement."

"Are you sure this young man brought the statue back to the country?" Director Luo sneered and continued to ask.

"It can be confirmed, according to customs records, that he brought back quite a few antiques this time. One of them is very likely the missing golden egg from the Fabergé eggs owned by Alexander III..."

"What? Are you sure?" Director Luo was shocked and asked his subordinate with bright and sharp eyes.

"I contacted someone at Sotheby's and they sent me a message mentioning this golden egg."

"Wow, it seems this kid is incredibly lucky. He went abroad and brought back two priceless treasures..." Director Luo was delighted, even feeling a sense of pride and elation. He smiled and said, "Go get in touch with him, tell him what happened, and ask him what he thinks. Does he have any thoughts on donating the statue..."

"Captain, I'm afraid things are going to be a little troublesome..."

"What's wrong?" Director Luo frowned and asked his subordinate.

"His identity is a bit troublesome..."

"Hmm?" When Director Luo heard this and looked at his subordinate's conflicted expression, he immediately thought of a possibility.

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