Fingertips of Past Events

Others appraise treasures to distinguish authenticity and authenticity, and determine the age. Jiang Nanxing's treasure appraisal is to collect evidence, save people, solve situations, and pursue old cases. After returning from rebirth, she had no support in her hands, only an old canvas bag, a pair of hands that could see through the traces of old things, and a Tiangong Pavilion that had been sealed for twenty years. The splicing glue layer of the fake Ru kiln, the misaligned binding holes of the old scrap pages, the broken bottom needle of the empty needle bag, the traces of industrial electroplating of the cold kiln mineral materials - behind every old item, there is an erased account. She didn't guess the truth, just let the old things speak for themselves. The Jiang family used the Bawang contract to force her to sign, and wanted to buy out all her skills. She turned out the fourth page with small prints, and exposed the fraudulent expansion of authorization in court. The cultural protection agency had a three-day deadline to renew the certificate, so she reversely locked the serial number password, forcing the behind-the-scenes seven-minute time difference. The cultural company used the exclusive copyright to seize the artist's old samples. She opened the back of the embroidery and found faults in the bottom stitches, causing the accusation of fakes to collapse on the spot. The big collector forced her to endorse privately, and she slapped a blank temporary deposit slip on the tea table - Tiangong Pavilion only passed public bills, but not private tea. The commercial crackdown was intensified, and she found pinhole-sized breakthroughs from the gaps in physical evidence and rules time and time again. When the evidence was on the case, the lights in Tiangong Pavilion were turned on again, and people slowly appeared behind her - Aunt Qin who delivered hot soup, the female lawyer who insisted on compliance, the embroiderer who protected the needle bag, the pottery artist who gave up the cold kiln, and the man who only handed over the process and never ended up for her. In the industry circuit, some people are beginning to re-evaluate the weight of the three words Tiangong Pavilion. What she wanted to save was never an antique. But those real craftsmen who have been silenced by fake goods, fake accounts, and fake projects.