Chapter 9 The dust has settled, what is fake cannot be real
In Su Yuan's live broadcast room, there were also some people who believed that this collection was real, but because of their love for Su Yuan, they did not leave.

"Host, I think your argument is a bit weak. Zixuan's argument is more solid!"

“I think it’s a good thing that the anchor sticks to his own point of view!”

"That's right, even if I lose, I will still support the anchor!"

However, many viewers have begun to agree with his views and admire his abilities.

"I think what the host said is right, that connecting texture looks a bit fake!"

"The anchor has a strong ability to identify people. Anyone who says they are young is definitely wrong!"

"I support the anchor, this porcelain is indeed questionable!"

While the audiences were arguing over their own opinions, Zixuan and the treasure hunter were staring at the ancient porcelain age detector with nervous eyes.

It seemed that they were also a little uneasy because of Ye Qingyuan's hesitation.

But at this moment, Su Yuan was still standing there with a calm expression and a calm smile on his face.

Soon, the identification results came out!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the inspection data sheet held out by the inspector.

After taking a look, the inspector couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, the hearts of all the audience seemed to be hanging in the balance as he frowned.

But the inspector did not say anything, but immediately handed the test results to Mr. Ye Qingyuan.

Mr. Ye put on his reading glasses again, looked at the test results carefully, and a smile appeared on his face.

The two hosts looked at him nervously:

"Mr. Ye, what is the result?"

"Who won between the two treasure appraisers?"

Ye Qingyuan raised the test sheet in his hand and smiled towards the camera:

"After inspection, it was found that the bottom and body of this Ming Dynasty Hongwu blue and white coiled flower bowl were not from the same era!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

“Is it really a high imitation?”

"Oh my god, this thing is fake!"

"Oh my God, I can't believe it!"

"This...how can you tell?"

Ye Qingyuan held the inspection form and read aloud:

"After scanning this Ming Dynasty Hongwu blue and white coiled flower bowl with a porcelain age detector, it can be confirmed that its ceramic body, glaze, glazing technique, and the finished age of the porcelain itself are all different!"

"So, it can basically be confirmed that it is a high-quality imitation product with an old porcelain base and a later porcelain body!"

After hearing Ye Qingyuan's words, Su Yuan's expression remained calm.

After all, he had already determined this result at the beginning.

But Zixuan's face turned pale.

He seemed unable to accept this fact at all. His breathing suddenly became rapid and he said loudly:
"Mr. Ye, this machine... is it accurate?"

Zixuan has been involved in the cultural relics circle since he was a few years old, and he believes that he has touched thousands of pieces of porcelain.

He simply couldn't accept such a result!
Ye Qingyuan heard his words and smiled:

"Master Zixuan, this machine is certainly not absolutely accurate, there will definitely be some errors..."

Hearing this, Zixuan's eyes suddenly lit up like a drowning man who suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw:
"Yeah! This machine isn't completely accurate, is it?"

Many viewers in the live broadcast room also sent out comments:

"Mr. Ye, what you mean is that the machine's detection is not completely accurate, which means we can't determine that it is definitely fake?" "I don't believe it anyway. Let alone Zixuan, even I have been working in the cultural relics industry for many years. This porcelain is real at first glance!"

"The results are up for debate!"

Although Su Yuan remained silent, his face still showed a calm and confident expression.

He believed in his vision.

I will definitely stick to my own opinion!
At this time, the inspector took out a picture from the bottom of the porcelain dating instrument.

Ye Qingyuan took the picture, looked at it carefully, and nodded solemnly.

"I told you that the porcelain age detector may not be completely accurate. After all, there will be certain errors in the glaze color, body quality, etc. However, there is still a way to detect whether a piece of porcelain is a high imitation of new porcelain with an old base!"

As he spoke, he raised the picture in his hand and placed it in front of the camera.

Under the lens, it turned out to be a clear X-ray picture.

In the picture, you can clearly see a connecting gap between the bowl body and the bottom of the porcelain bowl!

Although the gap is extremely small, it looks like a hair in the picture.

But the truth has now come to light!
All the audience gasped when they saw this picture.

For real porcelain, from the process of clay molding to successful firing, such gaps will never appear.

This kind of gap will only be formed when counterfeiters use the base of old porcelain and stick new porcelain clay on it.

Even if the old base is covered with new porcelain and it is re-fired, there may not be a single flaw on the surface, but a slight gap can still be seen through X-rays!

After seeing this X-ray, all the audience were speechless.

The treasure-hider's face turned pale, and he slumped down in a chair, somewhat powerless.

Su Yuan's live broadcast room suddenly exploded.

"Oh my god, even Mr. Ye Qingyuan, a national treasure appraiser, couldn't be sure of this, but the anchor figured it out at a glance!"

"Are his eyes stronger than X-rays?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be stronger than X-rays. The three points the host just insisted on already make that clear!"

"That's right, the anchor must have seen the pattern between the bottom of the porcelain and the bowl!"

"However, based on these three points alone, the host was able to stick to his own opinion and dare to bet against Mr. Zixuan, which shows that he is very courageous!"

"Anchor, you are so handsome. I admire you a lot!"

Here, Zixuan also sat down on the chair weakly, his face turning pale.

No matter who the treasure appraiser is, when he encounters a situation where he makes a mistake in his judgment, he will feel extremely frustrated!

He is naturally the same!
At this time, Ye Qingyuan walked over and patted him on the shoulder:

"Zixuan Treasure Appraiser, I think you are still lucky."

Zixuan was slightly startled, then slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Qingyuan in confusion.

"This high-quality imitation porcelain is very sophisticated. Even I don't dare to say for sure that it is fake, so your loss is not a loss!"

Ye Qingyuan looked at him with a smile:
"You made a bet with treasure appraiser Su Yuan before you submitted your collection. This actually avoided the risk of losing your qualification for the finals due to a mistake!"

"That's why I said, you are actually lucky!"

Zixuan suddenly understood.

Ye Qingyuan is right.

If he had not gone through the bet with Su Yuan, but had directly submitted the collection to a national treasure-level appraiser, and it was then identified as a fake, he would have lost more than just a little face and 80,000 points!
As long as the collections worth hundreds of millions are confirmed to be authentic, the reward will be hundreds of millions of points!

But once it is finally determined to be false, he can be directly carried out of the competition!

Thinking of this, Zixuan looked at Su Yuan with a complicated expression in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)