Chapter Ninety-Six: Liu Zhenyan's Handwriting
Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the comer.
Because this old man is the president of the famous antique association, Ji Mingsong.
He is also the largest collector of antiques in the city, having appraised many of them.
Not only that, but he has also appeared on the treasure appreciation column on the TV channel.
An old philosopher with high morality and prestige actually said that this vase was fake.
I saw that the old man came to Ye Xuanfeng, and said with a faint smile: "This little brother is right, this vase is an imitation, and it is not a genuine product at all." ”
"Damn, this vase is still a fake?"
"Cow, how does this little brother see it?"
Everyone's faces suddenly changed, and they all looked at the old man.
Jiang Shuyi opened his mouth even more and looked at Ye Xuanfeng incredulously.
She was still arguing with Ye Xuanfeng without saying a word just now, and she had to say that this vase was real.
Now the president of this famous antique association has come forward to testify that the bottle is fake.
"How is this possible, how is this a fake?" Du Chun muttered with disbelief on his face.
How is this possible that this is a modern imitation?
Du Chun really didn't want to believe this fact.
Because he just looked at this vase very carefully, it looks like a real thing, right?
"I see that when you were a child, you didn't live with imitations every day, right?"
Ye Xuanfeng's eyes looked at Du Chun and said lightly.
I saw Ye Xuanfeng's face with an indifferent look and a somewhat playful tone.
"Could it be that all the goods you sell are fakes?"
"You!"
Du Chun's face turned extremely red, and he had nothing to say for a while.
"Just now you were full of confidence, saying that you started playing antiques since you were a child?"
"I don't think this Du family's eyes are good when they look at antiques!"
The crowd of onlookers was a group of wallgrass, sneering and pointing.
When Du Chun heard this, his face was hot, and he really didn't know how to refute the other party's words, so he had to run away in disgrace.
The old man smiled at Ye Xuanfeng and said, "Little brother, hello, my name is Ji Mingsong. ”
After Du Chun left, the old man came to Ye Xuanfeng and chatted with him.
"I really didn't expect that my little brother could do so much at such a young age, this eye is really clever. ”
Ye Xuanfeng scratched his head embarrassedly, "Each other, it's just a little skill." ”
After chatting with Ye Xuanfeng for a while, Ji Mingsong turned around and left.
Looking at Ye Xuanfeng's hippie smiling face, Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Can you kid not be so stinky and beautiful? Can't you be a little weak-hearted? ”
Ye Xuanfeng's eyes stared at Jiang Shuyi stubbornly, and he said angrily, "Then why do you want to look at me like this? ”
Jiang Shuyi's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly lowered his head, speechless.
"Can you kid not be so narcissistic?"
After a while, Jiang Shuyi rolled his eyes, became impatient, and said,
After a pause, Jiang Shuyi was extremely curious.
"How can you know how to read this industry, how can I not know?"
"Don't you believe it, my ancestors were tomb robbers. ”
Ye Xuanfeng shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.
Jiang Shuyi wanted to directly roll Ye Xuanfeng's eyes.
She didn't believe Ye Xuanfeng's nonsense!
Ye Xuanfeng also said that he was a beggar, and now he said that his ancestors were tomb robbers.
The devil believes his words!
Less than a few minutes later, Ye Xuanfeng just followed Jiang Shuyi around the physical store for a while, and then turned around and left.
After Ye Xuanfeng's eyes were smaller, he found that there were no genuine products here, they were all high-quality imitations.
Even, for Ye Xuanfeng, there are some low-imitation ones.
And the shopkeeper already knew that Ye Xuanfeng knew how to look at antiques.
If Ye Xuanfeng fancied any of them, he would definitely raise the price.
Until the end, Ye Xuanfeng followed Jiang Shuyi to a small shop.
Seeing a blue and white porcelain, Jiang Shuyi picked it up directly.
"This blue and white porcelain sells for 500 yuan, and it's really cheap. ”
Jiang Shuyi happily picked up the blue and white porcelain, and ran directly to the side to pay.
This was bought strongly by Ye Xuanfeng and Jiang Shuyi.
After going out, Jiang Shuyi rolled his eyes at Ye Xuanfeng fiercely, and felt even more angry.
"Nima, it's just 500 yuan of blue and white porcelain, what kind of genuine product is this?"
"You don't understand this, although it's cheap, but this is left over from the Kangxi era. ”
"What? This is Kangxi's genuine blue and white porcelain! How is this possible?"
Jiang Shuyi's eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief.
Immediately, Jiang Shuyi seemed to think of something, and hurriedly took care of the blue and white porcelain.
Pulling Ye Xuanfeng's arm and walking out, Jiang Shuyi also said quietly: "This blue and white porcelain is so precious, then we shouldn't say it." ”
Seeing Jiang Shuyi's appearance as if he was a thief, Ye Xuanfeng couldn't help but feel a little funny.
In the next few minutes, Ye Xuanfeng followed Jiang Shuyi and just walked around casually.
"And is that slip in your pocket worth anything?"
Jiang Shuyi suddenly thought of something and hurriedly asked.
"Of course it's valuable! Do you believe it or not, this is Liu Zhenyan's handwriting?"
Ye Xuanfeng rolled his eyes and asked directly.
Just now, Ye Xuanfeng was checking the system and found that this calligraphy was actually Liu Zhenyan's handwriting.
It's just that there is another kind of unfathomable hidden on the outside.
So Ye Xuanfeng didn't say it thoroughly, and directly asked Jiang Shuyi to guess.
Jiang Shuyi was extremely irritable in his heart, rolled his eyes, and glared at Ye Xuanfeng.
"How do I know if he's a willow or not? I don't know how to look at antiques!"
Jiang Shuyi said as he took out the blue and white porcelain he had just bought.
"Then tell me, how much is my blue and white porcelain worth?"
"At least three million. ”
When Ye Xuanfeng followed Jiang Shuyi to the company, Chen Jiacheng happened to meet the two of them.
Looking at the two people holding antiques in their hands, they still look like hippie smiles.
"I remember there will be a charity auction tomorrow, Mr. Lin, if you are interested, you can also go. ”
Ye Xuanfeng hurriedly waved his hand and said angrily.
"Going to those charity auctions are all big bosses, and I'm such a low-key little employee, isn't it out of place to go there?"
"Haha......" Chen Jiacheng smiled and quickly explained, "Tomorrow's auction is not simple. ”
"Everyone will put their treasures up for auction, and 50% of the profits from the auction will be donated to the welfare home. ”
And there are a lot of entrepreneurs at the auction, and Mr. Lin may be able to meet some company CEOs when he goes there. ”