ps: lest everyone stay up late and wait for more, the time of the next three watches is determined: 8 o'clock in the morning, 2 o'clock in the afternoon, 10 o'clock in the evening, at least five and six more after the shelves, and the first update at 8 o'clock in the morning will be updated tonight......

After a while, Li Meijia trotted over with the official book Tongjian and handed it to Ning Haifan.

The old guy took it in his hand and quickly searched for it, and compared it carefully on the bronze short knife.

Ning Haifan shook his head sometimes, sometimes smiled, sometimes surprised, sometimes stupid......

After about ten minutes, the room was full of people who watched the old guy chattering and chattering in a daze......

After a long time, Ning Haifan gently closed the official book Tongjian, slowly leaned on the back of the sofa, took a deep breath, and took off his reading glasses!

Looking up at the ceiling, Ning Haifan said with a radiant look:

"Daughter-in-law, go to the safe and bring the old man's checkbook. ”

Ning Weiguo's wife, Ning Min'er's mother Li Meijia was stunned when she heard this, and then walked upstairs quickly without the slightest hesitation!

To say that in this family, what she is most afraid of is not her husband who is a commander, but her father-in-law Ning Haifan.

The old guy really said yes, and he couldn't afford to offend, otherwise he might really scold you for three days and three nights.

In the hall, everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the old guy Ning Haifan, not knowing what kind of trouble this was about?

Don't......

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the shining bronze short knife on the coffee table at the same time......

Ning Haifan took the check book and pen handed by his daughter-in-law, brushed the pen and waved the countless zeros behind "100 million", and then signed: Ning Haifan.

"Min'er, you are a big child, you can do whatever you want, and you will fight for whoever you like.

Grandpa supports unconditionally, don't care about your wood-minded stupid father, with grandpa in one day, he can't afford to make much waves. ”

Ning Weiguo listened to it awkwardly on the side, crooked his mouth and gritted his teeth and said sarcastically:

"A broken knife is worth so much money? Our family doesn't open a bank, 100 million Dad, it's not a small amount.

This is one of the few funds in our Ning family, and now the business of the brothers is not doing well. ”

Ning Haifan's old face turned over, and he said angrily with a cold face:

"I gave the money, and I have a fart relationship with you? a broken knife? If you don't understand it, don't beep ...... it."

After speaking, Ning Haifan picked up the purple clay pot, raised his head and poured a big mouthful, exhaled happily, and said with a smile:

"Happy, since you are all here today, the old man will rely on the old man to sell the old, and tell you the origin and authenticity of this bronze short knife, and let you have a long insight.

Although grandpa is a half-scoop of water who is a halfway monk, this thing is not eye-catching, don't believe it, I will invite your Uncle Fei tomorrow to palm the eye. ”

Ning Haidong's eyes squeezed over at this time, his eyes stared at this bronze sheathed short knife, his eyes were like copper bells, and he asked casually:

"Grandpa, how much is this knife worth?"

"Stinky boy, they are all regiment leaders, and they are still worried about money? Grandpa told you, if you want to say that the origin of this knife is priceless, how can it be bought for just 100 million? ”

Ning Haifan's old face wrinkled, and he glared at his ugly good grandson with disdain.

This grandson is good at everything, he is big, he has a good figure, but he is too ugly, and now he is still single.

The beautiful lady who has the right door ran away on a blind date, and I don't know if this child is the seed of her own Ning family?

On the contrary, Ning Haidong heard the old man's sneering, but instead of being unhappy, his eyes were full of joy, and he muttered:

"Okay, yes, it's true, hehehe......"

At this time, no one knew what Ning Haidong was thinking in his heart!

What he thought was that this bronze short knife, which didn't look good, was given to him by Liu Shibai casually.

And Ning Haidong's eyes were not blind, he saw that the villagers of Liujiatun all seemed to have some similar things.

When the time comes, he will use his power for personal gain, and then send Ning Min'er back, and then blackmail two short knives and short swords, how simple is it?

What kind of virtue is his own son? How could his father not know?

Ning Weiguo looked coldly at Ning Haidong's eyes shining with a wealth fan, and felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that this bastard has nothing to say?

No, be sure to check it out......

Ning Haifan cleared his throat, stared at the bronze short knife on the coffee table with blazing eyes, and said with a triumphant smile:

"Come and sit down, the old man will tell you today, it is not easy to talk about the identification of bronzes.

The bronze counterfeiting process is very simple, generally the process is fake, the type of the vessel is fake, and the rust color is fake.

In the Shang and Zhou dynasties, bronzes were cast using the clay pottery method, and three methods were commonly used in modern imitation, the sand turning method, the precision casting method, and the lost wax method.

Either way, it leaves an imprint on the bronze, such as fan lines, wall thickness, and gasket marks.

The forgery of the shape of the utensils mainly includes the forgery of the whole of the utensils, the forgery of the parts of the utensils, as well as the post-engraving method, the new tire sticker rust, and the forgery of inscriptions.

There are four main identification methods: one is rust color, the second is the feel and sound, the third is the pattern and style, and the fourth is the copper and utensils. ”

Listening to the old man's boastful talk there, Ning Haidong couldn't help but interject, and said entangledly:

"Grandpa, you said that it was useless, I don't understand, you just said how to identify this bronze short knife. ”

Glancing lightly at this precious grandson, Ning Haifan wiped his two-inch-long beard with satisfaction, and said with a smug smile:

"In terms of rust color, there is nothing to say about this short knife, it looks like a fake, and this is also the first impression of your father.

I'm going to say the second point, the sound, the crisp sound of your dad still on the ground, not the echoing hum, then it's very telling, this device is extraordinary.

Then talking about patterns and styles, I remember that bronze knives in the late Han Dynasty were generally 1780 centimeters long, why did this short knife only have a sheath of only four feet?

Then it shows that this short knife is not used on the battlefield, but for generals, as can be seen from the inscription of this short knife.

To identify the authenticity of the inscription, in addition to carefully observing whether there is any alteration near the original inscription, re-engraving and even different fonts, uneven surface, and patching up traces such as pseudo-rust.

It can also be identified from the inscription casting method, and some of the inscriptions engraved later have more restrained and rigid fonts, and there are hidden or obvious knife chisel marks in the word mouth.

The bronze ware cast by the sand turning method has coarse mud particles, and the surface of the inscription strokes is different from that of the delicate fan clay casting.

Do you know what the inscription on the handle of this knife is?"

At this time, Ning Weiguo subconsciously said:

"What's the word?"

"Mrs. Xu!"

Ning Haifan gently spit out four words.

The others didn't understand, and they didn't react at all, but Ning Weiguo's body trembled.

Ning Haifan glanced at his son and said in his heart:

You are still the commander of the military district, what kind of eyesight?

is blind and nominally is Lao Tzu's son......

"As for who Mrs. Xu is, you can go and see the ancient books if you have nothing to do. ”

"I really don't believe it, Mrs. Xu is a master of sword casting, how can she go to forge a sword?"

When Ning Weiguo heard this, he didn't believe it again

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