Chapter 7: Only I Have the Unique Method Chapter 7: Porcelain

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi arrived first, and it was the Perception Scroll.

A Level 1 Perception Scroll could distinguish an item's materials and composition, and distinguish non-living things from living things; then what could Level 2 and Level 3 do? Could they help judge whether porcelain was real or fake?

Well worth a try!

Chen Yi thought so, and did so.

He pretended to go to the Wei Sheng Jian, took out the wooden box inside, and without hesitation tore open the Level 3 Perception Scroll.

A dark red mist visible only to himself tightly enveloped him; the power within his body seemed to be drawn out, leaving him slightly tired.

At the same time, countless terms appeared in his mind—"wood fiber, black walnut wood; porcelain, silicon dioxide; steel, containing manganese..."

All sorts of detailed vocabulary and even images filled his brain, making him almost unable to help shouting out.

Fortunately the duration was short; when Chen Yi focused his spirit on the mirror in front of him, a long string of characters appeared, and the chaotic flow ended in an instant.

Chen Yi half-muttered to himself: silver nitrate, silicate, stannous chloride...

Through simple chemistry one could know these were all components of a glass mirror.

"No time?" Chen Yi thought regretfully.

The scene before his eyes flickered twice in an instant.

Chen Yi then saw with surprise that when he looked at the glass mirror, a line of words naturally appeared in its lower right corner—Element Composition Time: 2 years.

Soon, the eight characters "Element Composition Time" disappeared, leaving "2 years" faintly flickering.

The mirror in the Wei Sheng Jian was produced two years ago?

Chen Yi instantly became excited; looking at other things, the door was produced three years ago, the floor tiles four years ago, and the faucet on the washbasin one year ago.

Whenever a year number appeared, those elemental compositions no longer appeared, showing the scroll had a certain analytical ability.

Continuous experiments also revealed that when focusing on an object as a whole, the displayed time was the time of the whole's composition, but when focusing on an individual part of a whole, it could show a separate time. For example, the time of the entire ground was 2 years, while a single tile was 4 years, cement 3 years...

Actually, for the Mages of the Holy Qiao Kingdom, the scroll's function was far from just this. During wartime, one scroll was almost equivalent to a radar with a 30-minute time limit; a Level 3 Scroll could detect magic fluctuations hundreds of li away, large armies tens of li away, and war machines several li away...

Now Chen Yi merely wanted to determine the age, which was extremely easy, and was something the Mages disdained to do; they had cheap and effective methods of their own.

Chen Yi didn't care about any of that, and came out excitedly, once again arriving at the cabinet displaying porcelain.

As for antique appraisal ability, he couldn't even be called an enthusiast, but under the current circumstances there were many ways to reference. First look at the porcelain name written below the porcelain by the Pai Mai Hang, for example "Qing Kangxi Blue-and-White Red-Glazed Broken-Branch Floral Cup"; then check whether it was something from 300 years ago; if yes, continue looking at the price; if no, no need to continue looking.

Besides, items within 100 years, with label prices over 100,000 yuan, whether the name matched or not, were not worth wasting energy on; some with age labels were even more effort-saving. With targeted focus, he looked faster than before, and soon arrived at the repaired incense burner.

It was also the reason Chen Yi used the Perception Scroll.

"The second piece below the bottle neck, the second piece below the bottle neck..." Chen Yi carefully searched according to the Boss's words, and indeed found that the times of other parts were all 262 years; when his gaze gathered on the lighter-colored part, its time was only 8 years, matching what the Boss said about aging.

He sighed somewhat disappointedly, then laughed at himself.

Yeah, betting on the Boss making a mistake—this kind of thing really wasn't reliable compared to breaking a bottle.

By now the documents had been signed more or less, and the Boss walked over again, saying like a storyteller: "Of the entire piece, four fragments are suspected of being fake, one large and three small; now as long as you can prove the largest one is real, it's worth more than 80,000 yuan, little brother, interested?"

He liked young masters like Chen Yi best—not only did they pay happily, but they were also easily impulsive.

"Four pieces?" Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and said: "You mean besides the second piece below the bottle neck, there are three other fake pieces?"

"Suspected of being fake," the Boss said, chewing his words: "Ming people don't speak dark talk; repaired porcelain easily has such problems, but now technology is very advanced; test with Carbon-14; if the previous person's judgment was wrong, you'd make a profit."

"If besides the piece below the bottle neck, the other three pieces are all real, how much is it worth?" Chen Yi said, licking his lips. He used to not care much about money, but now every penny was useful; at least in the future his mother wouldn't have to pawn her jewelry anymore.

The Boss smiled like a smiling tiger, lowering his voice: "If the other three pieces are all real, this piece is worth 800,000; if the second piece below the bottle neck is also real, this bottle is worth 8 million."

After saying this, seemingly to boost Chen Yi's confidence, he continued: "We business people generally don't send pieces to institutions for testing, but if you buy it, as long as you prove one more fragment is real, the price can at least double. Moreover, it further shows skill isn't it."

He regarded Chen Yi as a rich kid hoping to "pick up leaks" to show off.

800,000 was considered a not small income.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi once again carefully looked at the incense burner; after confirming it was correct, he took out his credit card and handed it to him, saying: "Let's quietly make the transaction; pack the incense burner for me, deliver it directly to the car, don't mention the price."

The Boss understood and took the credit card, and took out the label from the glass cabinet, then called the assistant over to pack it.

Fang Man Yi had filled out various documents, only curiously glanced at the item, but didn't ask a single sentence. Perhaps in her view, buying a pawned item was nothing. Where her son's pocket money was spent, she also never asked.

The Pawnshop Boss sent the mother and son to the car with a beaming face, waving hard while smiling at the assistant: "Tonight wasn't a wasted trip; made two deals; everyone gets an extra day's pay."

The assistants cheered softly, and Chen Yi sitting in the car also cheered coincidentally.

Ms. Fang Man Yi, who had just received 5 million, relaxed her mood, slowed the car, and smiled: "What good thing did you buy?"

"A piece of porcelain." Chen Yi said, then said: "Do you know someone who understands this aspect? I'll find someone to appraise it."

"Bought it before appraising?" Chen Mu said a sentence, then thought: "Home should have some association or such business cards; go back and find them for you."

Chen Yi nodded repeatedly, and began planning future profit methods.