"This appears to be a work from about 10 years ago, with craftsmanship resembling that of Zhan Liushan's highly imitative Qing palace porcelain." Yang Gang had no idea who Zhan Liushan was, anyway, the result from Memory Reading was as such.
Xue Shuren was taken aback and thought to himself, "Could this kid really possess some knowledge on antique appraisal?"
In his heart, he was actually well aware that this was indeed a proud replica created by Zhan Liushan, the domestic pottery counterfeit king, a genuine fake. But this fake had once deceived dozens of domestic porcelain experts, and unexpectedly, Yang Gang hit the nail on the head with a single comment.
"I'm off to work!" Having said that, Xue Shuren promptly grabbed his briefcase and left.
Yi Honglian couldn't help but smile wryly, "Yang Gang must have guessed right. Yaoyao's dad doesn't want to admit defeat, so he's using the excuse of going to work to slip away."
Yang Fei's lips twitched.
