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Chapter 432 The dead man sinks

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    Meng Zitao picked up the iron box from the ground and walked into the reception room with everyone.

    "Zitao, what is this thing? Why does it look like agarwood?" Zhang Jingqiang asked impatiently.

    Meng Zitao smiled and said, "We'll talk about it when shopkeeper Ding comes back."

    After a while, Ding Tianjun came back, and Meng Zitao said: "Everyone should know about high imitation agarwood, right?"

    The price of agarwood is no stranger to everyone. Good agarwood is often more expensive than gold and is quite rare.  It is precisely because of the scarcity of agarwood that the high imitation industry has emerged and is gradually growing.  As the old saying goes, the devil is as good as the Taoist. With the development of science and technology, the high imitation market is also changing day by day and emerging in endlessly.

    For example, "compressed agarwood" is a common imitation agarwood on the market today.

    The so-called "compressed agarwood" is compressed fake agarwood.  The raw material is basically white wood incense, which is compressed to increase its density so that it can submerge in water and make huge profits. During the compression process, some essence or agarwood oil will be added to make it look fake.

    "Compression sinking" is generally easier to distinguish. For example, the grease in "compression sinking" is a large area, and in places not covered by grease, no grease line can be seen.  It is also easy to distinguish by soaking in water.

    Zhang Jingqiang said: "I know, I know, but I have never seen agarwood that is so fake as to be real."

    Others shook their heads and said they had never heard of it.

    Meng Zitao gave the answer: "Actually, this is a new high-imitation agarwood called 'Vietnam Dead Man Agarwood'."

    "Vietnam's dead are heavy? Why such a strange name?" Zhang Jingqiang asked.

    "Listen to me slowly."

    Meng Zitao then explained: "This kind of agarwood is not processed later, but it is a tree species that exists in Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia. This tree species, like agarwood, grows in tropical rainforests. The only difference is that the agarwood tree  It is because of the destructive conditions of the outside world that the agarwood tree slowly produces oil, while 'Dead Man Chen' begins to produce oil naturally during its growth period. And in appearance, it is exactly the same as real agarwood."

    "This 'dead man' agarwood' is the same as real agarwood in all aspects. For example, the cut has the same oil line as agarwood, and during the cutting process, it will also produce the same fragrance as agarwood. It can be said to be a high-fat agarwood agarwood.  The water material used to make beads is basically the same as agarwood, and under a high microscope, there is no difference."

    Li Wangshan asked: "If this is the case, how can we tell the difference?"

    Zhang Jingqiang said: "Didn't that person run away just when Zitao wanted to get some burning food? This must be the method he used, right?"

    Meng Zitao said: "Yes, the only way to identify this kind of 'dead man sinking' is to burn it, cut it into a small piece, light it directly with an open flame, then blow it out and smell the clear smoke after burning. You can clearly feel the stench."  It is tangy to the nose and is very different from the smell of burning agarwood. It smells similar to the smell of burning plastic, and the smoke is inky black. It is for this reason that it is called 'dead man's sink'."

    Zhang Jingqiang suggested: "Then let's take some down and give it a try."

    "OK."

    Meng Zitao asked Dajun for a knife, and cut some off. It was exactly as he said, and behaved the same as normal agarwood.

    Then, he took the small piece of wood that was burned with the lighter. After extinguishing it, he let everyone smell it. They only felt a stench coming to their faces. The first time they smelled it, it was a bit unbearable.

    After everyone discussed it for a while, Zhang Jingqiang asked: "Can this 'dead man sink' be identified only by burning it?"

    Meng Zitao said: "Unless you are very experienced, you can only use this method."

    Li Wangshan said: "This method is simple, but what if this thing is made into beads and cannot be burned before buying?"

    Meng Zitao said: "I don't have any good solution for this. I can only negotiate with the seller before buying it. If it is not agarwood, I will return it. After buying it, I can take some powder in a hidden place and burn it."

    Zhang Jingqiang sighed: "Hey, it's quite a troublesome thing."

    Meng Zitao said: "There is nothing we can do about this. Fortunately, there are not too many 'dead people sinking' now. I hope that as time goes by, other identification methods can be developed."

    Things in the world are like this. Sometimes the devil is as high as the devil, and sometimes the devil is as high as the devil. We can only hope that in the near future, someone will develop a simpler identification method.

    Meng Zitao said: "Shopkeeper Ding, this'There is an old saying that you must be on guard against others. The result of what Yan Xifan did was, for example, like throwing a hundred dollars on the road. Do you think anyone will do it?  Pick it up?

    Moreover, although there are not many things like this, they are not uncommon in Yan Xifan's life, but he still has a short memory. This is exactly what the old saying says, poor people must have  Hateful place.

    Because of one thing or another, Yan Xifan had almost used up all the money he had, and he didn¡¯t want to sell his collection, so the store was closed, and it was difficult to see him in the antique market.

    In the middle of last year, Yan Xifan's wife fell ill and died, which hit him deeply. Since then, he has become an alcoholic, drinking and sleeping all day long, and selling his own when he has no money.  The collection has basically become a useless person.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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