Hu Xiaobei ignored this piece of trash and looked at the people present, who were all in shock, and said, "There is a common trait in the porcelain pieces made by Zhang Zheng, you should know what that is, right?"
Hearing Hu Xiaobei’s straightforward question, they glanced at each other and quickly nodded.
"Yes, he leaves his name on the porcelain he makes! But the way he leaves his name and the style of the lettering changes each time! However, this is his personal quirk and it can’t be replicated by others! So as long as you can find his name on the porcelain, it must be made by him!"
They were all enthusiasts in the antiquities industry!
In the past, they had visited many museums, so they had already seen the porcelain pieces previously made by Zhang Zheng.
All those porcelain pieces had his name on them, though the place where the name appeared was different each time.
And often the font was different as well....
But they all had his name....
So, leaving his name on porcelain became Zhang Zheng’s special technique.
Many people previously discovered this trait, so they all tried to imitate Zhang Zheng by leaving a name on the porcelain they made.
They thought this way they could pass off imitations as genuine, but later, everyone realized they were wrong.
Because leaving a name on it was truly difficult....
Firstly, making porcelain is particularly hard, and leaving a name on it is even harder.
Forgers found it difficult and impossible to replicate.
That made it even more valuable and rare.
Hearing their calm and confident discussion, Hu Xiaobei smiled and said lightly, "Right! You should know that due to his unique technique, others find it difficult to imitate, so now we just need to check if there is his name on this porcelain plate to determine its authenticity, do you agree with this method?"
"Agree!"
Everyone quickly nodded!
Everyone knew it couldn’t be faked, so naturally, they agreed to this method....
Hearing everyone’s response, Hu Xiaobei looked up at Zhou Dachuan, whose expression was twisted, and calmly said, "What about you, do you agree with what I said?"
As Hu Xiaobei asked, everyone quickly turned to look at Zhou Dachuan.
Seeing that he had become the focus of everyone’s attention, he swallowed the words he wanted to curse.
After swallowing, he looked at Hu Xiaobei resentfully and said coldly, "I agree with what you said. If Zhang Zheng’s name can be found on it, then it can be confirmed as Zhang Zheng’s work, but is that possible?"
Zhou Dachuan still didn’t believe it belonged to Zhang Zheng....
In his view, Zhang Zheng had only ever created a few dozen porcelain masterpieces in his lifetime.
Originally, the quantity was very small, and porcelain is not easy to preserve, so many have disappeared over the course of history.
This is why he didn’t believe that a randomly encountered piece of porcelain could be Zhang Zheng’s work.
"Is it possible? You’ll know soon enough!"
Saying so, Hu Xiaobei took out that dark piece of paper which Manager Tai had brought earlier.
As soon as Hu Xiaobei took it out, everyone remembered it was brought by Manager Tai earlier on.
"It looks like Hu Xiaobei had already figured it out before!"
"Yes!"

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