Chapter 167 - Chapter 167: Chapter 144 This Web Novel Writer Is Getting Too Much, Right? (Please Subscribe)_2 (2/2)

And now a young appraiser was claiming it was fake?

Chen Hui and another police officer stood quietly to the side, watching to see why Lin Chuan deemed the item to be a fake.

In the room, everyone’s eyes were focused on Lin Chuan.

Having seen his share of big scenes, Lin Chuan’s face remained calm as he smiled and said,

“Experts, please don’t rush. Bai Yang’s counterfeiting method is somewhat different from the traditional ways of faking bronze ware. From my observations, this should originally have been a fine copy of exquisite craftsmanship. Bai Yang first used heated sulfuric acid to drench it, letting the sulfuric acid paper solution corrode the bronze, and then comes the key part, rusting and applying the paste.”

“This step requires a high level of skill and particularly accurate control of the colors. Bai Yang has a background in cultural relics restoration, and he performed this step flawlessly. The next step would be burying it in the soil…”

Lin Chuan narrated the steps of Old Bai’s counterfeiting process, one by one.

The two police officers didn’t understand but felt it made a lot of sense.

The other experts understood.

Gao Qinglin, the chief expert from Modu Museum, narrowed his eyes and huffed coldly, “The rusting and applying of the paste you just mentioned, we understand all too well, but I dare say, no one has been able to forge something so convincingly realistic.”

In Gao Qinglin’s view,

Lin Chuan was just a fake treasure appraiser brought in by Old Bai to testify falsely, absolutely here to cause trouble.

Most importantly, Gao Qinglin found himself more and more fond of the ‘Taotie Pattern Wine Vessel,’ already calculating how to add it to the museum’s collection more quickly.

“Elder, nothing is absolute, especially in today’s world where science and technology are increasingly advanced. The difficulty in perfectly forging an artifact is also decreasing,” Lin Chuan shook his head and responded.

At least, I could do it.

Gao Qinglin’s eyes sharpened as he looked at Lin Chuan, “Then tell me, what materials would you use for rusting and applying paste if you were to forge this bronze ware?”

Lin Chuan looked towards Gao Qinglin with an unperturbed gaze, not intimidated by his aura.

After all, Lin Chuan himself was a master forger, a giant in the antiques circle.

Addressing Gao Qinglin’s question, Lin Chuan answered fluidly, “Verdigris, glue, rosin, Bletilla Striata Paste, lacquer, mineral powder, pigments…”

Listing the materials one by one, Lin Chuan spoke them out loud.

The few people present furrowed their brows upon hearing the series of materials Lin Chuan mentioned.

They were all antiques experts; deeply knowledgeable in forgery and appraisal, they not only understood what Lin Chuan was saying but also learned from it.

“If you already have glue, lacquer, and rosin among other gel-like substances, why is Bletilla Striata Paste necessary?” Old Bai’s mentor, Cheng Qing, couldn’t help but ask.

Lin Chuan replied with a slight smile, “Bletilla Striata is a hemostatic Chinese herb, containing a large amount of mucilage, a natural thickener. It can coagulate the paste in a short time, acting as a substitute for chemical thickeners, enabling better adhesion to the bronze, making the forged oxide paste appear more natural and odor-free.”

Old Bai’s mentor Cheng Qing’s brows tightened as he pondered the feasibility of what Lin Chuan said.

The other two experts were similarly reflective.

Only Gao Qinglin, the chief expert from Modu Museum, seemed to want to argue further.

But Lin Chuan didn’t give him an opportunity to retort, “Officer Chen, please scrape a little of the paste off this bronze ware and send it for material analysis. They can test it for the materials I just mentioned.”

Chen Hui looked dazed by what was happening in the room, as if… as if Lin Chuan had taken complete control.

If word of this gets out, that four renowned figures from the Modu antiques circle were schooled by a young web novel writer.

Hiss!

It was unimaginable what kind of stir this would cause in the Modu antiques circle!

“Officer Chen?” Lin Chuan called out.

“Ah, what is it?” Chen Hui returned to his senses and looked at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan repeated what he had said before.

Chen Hui looked perplexed as he scraped off some of the paste from the bronze ware while frowning.

Is he instructing me?

From his tone and the way he gave orders, he seemed to be more than just a web novel writer; he also seemed very familiar with the police station, even having some case handling experience.

Isn’t this web novel writer knowing a bit too much?

These thoughts flashed through Chen Hui’s mind.

Chen Hui couldn’t help taking another look at Lin Chuan, thinking to himself that since Lin Chuan was from Anling, and he happened to have a college classmate at the Anling Police Station.

Once the case was over, he would have to ask her about this web novel writer!