Ye Tian looked at Mei Yu's disdainful appearance, and his heart was anxious.

Although he really doesn't know how to do it, even if most of these are fake, Ye Tian can accept it.

But if you want to say that these nearly 100 pieces are all tattered fakes, then Ye Tian's little heart is still a little unbearable.

"Am I still mistaken? You can also say that you have some discernment now, why don't you go and see for yourself how much you paid?"

Being reminded by Mei Yu like this, Ye Tian didn't say a word and directly grabbed a jade accessory with the appearance of a Pixiu on the bookshelf.

Although the jade is genuine, the holes drilled out of it to wear the rope are very regular, and if you look closely, you will find faint threads.

If it is an antiquity, the holes are mostly trumpet-shaped, and if it is a long hole, it is usually drilled by hand, which must be thick and fine on the outside.

And such a regular hole, coupled with the roughness of the edge of the orifice, must be a machine fraud.

"These unscrupulous traders !!"

"I really slaughtered the master as a wronged man!"

Ye Tian looked at the room full of fakes, not to mention how much fire there was in his heart.

"I think you can't even count half a bucket of water, and you dare to play antiques, who will you kill if you don't kill you?"

Mei Yu sat on Ye Tian's rocking chair, fiddling with the ribbon around her waist, and looked at him with interest.

"Meow a melon peel, the master must find them tomorrow!"

Ye Tian regained his mood, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, little man, my sister will go with you tomorrow, for you as a big wrongdoer, and you will be justified. ”

Mei Yu got up and walked to Ye Tian's side and gently touched his head.

"What a little man! Call me master!"

Ye Tian, who was already full of anger, shook off Mei Yu's palm and muttered angrily.

"You dead liars, you dare to fool the master as a fool, tomorrow I will make you all pay for me one by one!"

The sky was overcast, and Ye Tian rushed out of the house without even eating breakfast, and went straight to the antique street.

"Hey, Ye Dashao, I'm here so early today, I have a new batch of porcelain, but it's all good things, do you want to come and have a look?"

The peddler saw Ye Tian from a distance and leaned up like a pug, holding a porcelain bowl with extremely inferior counterfeiting techniques in his hand.

Ye Tian glanced down at the vendor, the smile in his eyes made Ye Tian feel the slightest respect.

These people simply think of themselves as ATMs, with greed and mockery in their eyes.

"Ye Dashao, Ye Dashao, what are you doing?"

The grinning vendor smiled and waved his palm in front of Ye Tian's eyes.

"I see you have a melon peel!"

Ye Tianyi, who was furious, snatched the porcelain bowl from the vendor's hand and slammed it at his feet.

The porcelain bowl exploded on the ground with a bang, and only the bottom of the bowl fell alone on the side of the road, escaping the fate of shattering.

"You... What are you doing here?"

"Do you know that this is a porcelain bowl in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty! You've got to pay me!"

For the porcelain bowl broken at his feet, the vendor didn't even look at it, and directly grabbed Ye Tian's arm and began to ask for a price.

The appearance of the hippie smiling face just now was swept away.

The originally squinted rat's eyes were round at this moment, and the fierce look seemed to be about to devour Ye Tiansheng alive.

"What are you shouting? Did I say I won't pay? Not only will I pay tonight, but I will pay you double the price!"

Ye Tianyi pushed away the hideous-looking hawker, straightened the torn clothes, and looked like his brother was not short of your money.

And the peddler was a little surprised by Ye Tian's happy appearance, and he was stunned for a long time without speaking.

"That's... Ye Dashao, what you said is true?"

"I was so excited that I didn't tear your clothes. ”

Ye Tian looked at the hawker's appearance that he was closer to Qian than his parents, and he couldn't help but feel sick in his heart.

"Look at your virtue!"

"Yes, yes, it's a small momentary hurry, may I ask Ye Dashao, do you swipe your card or cash?"

The hawker's ability to change his expression made Ye Tian have to obey.

Just now, he looked like he was about to beat someone, but now he has returned to that slave appearance in a blink of an eye.

As soon as he heard that Ye Tian had lost money, he rubbed his palms excitedly and took out a pos machine from the back of the stall.

"I'll go, you guys who have suffered a thousand knives are really ready to kill me a long time ago!"

"Hurry up and put away that, this little money is not needed. ”

Ye Tian took out his pocket, took out ten yuan and threw it directly on the stall, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop!"

The vendor looked at the crumpled ten dollars on the stall and immediately shouted.

"What's the matter, this money is more than enough to buy your broken bowl, right?"

Ye Tian slowly turned his head, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a trace of arc.

"Ye Tian, are you kidding me? I'm a two-bird orchid bowl made by Ming Xuande, and you're going to give me ten yuan?"

The peddler probably guessed that today's money was not easy to get back, so his face changed completely.

Even the title has become less respectful, and there is a feeling of tearing his face and Ye Tiangang to the end.

"Master, I didn't come to you today, but if you have to hit the muzzle, then I will fulfill you!"

Ye Tian looked at the hawker's unrelenting appearance, so he simply didn't plan to leave, and sat directly next to the stall.