"What did you say!"

Luo Weng's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of the pot.

He spent all his net worth and borrowed money that he couldn't pay off in the next life to buy this antique guqin, Wang Fan dared to say that he bought a fake? And in front of the buyer?

Sure enough, at this moment, the buyer who was observing the antique guqin heard this, and his hand moved slightly.

Although he didn't believe what Wang Fan said, he always had a mark in his heart.

Although the antique guqin is good, no one's money is blown by the wind.

So he pondered for a while, and then said: "Lao Luo, this piano is really good, I also believe that your goods are real, but after all, this is a transaction of hundreds of millions, I have to be cautious!"

Luo Weng hurriedly said: "Prudence must be cautious, otherwise I will immediately find an expert to come over and help you identify?"

"This ......" the buyer thought for a while and said, "It's better for me to find an expert myself, it just so happens that the expert is also on Hong Kong Island, so I'll ask him to come over immediately!"

While talking, the buyer directly took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, and after greeting for a while, he hung up with a smile and said: "Luckily, that expert is also playing on this street, it will be there in ten minutes, Lao Luo, you can wait outside!"

Luo Weng nodded again and again, and then walked up to Wang Fan, and said viciously: "Dead mainland boy, I'm not in a hurry to urge you to leave, you just watch here, and after the experts come to appraise, I'll see if you have anything to say!"

Zheng Qi obviously wanted to apologize, but was pulled by Wang Fan.

Then he said with a smile: "Okay, this kind of drama is not something you can see every day, thank you for leaving me to watch the play, I can't bear it!"

"Humph!"

Luo Weng snorted heavily, and then walked outside and began to wait for the expert to come to the door.

And the buyer turned his curious gaze on Wang Fan: "Little brother, do you really see that this piano is fake, not nonsense?"

Wang Fan pursed his lips, pointed to a green jade wrench in the buyer's hand and said, "This wrench is from eight hundred and thirty-two years ago, right?"

The buyer was stunned, and then a look of surprise welled up in his eyes: "You... How can you even tell what year it is?"

His wrench was indeed left by a prince in the Ming Dynasty, that is, more than 800 years ago, but no one could say the specific year, and this buyer also consulted many classics, and it can be determined that it should be between 800 and 850 years.

Wang Fan casually said a single-digit era, so he couldn't help but be surprised!

Wang Fan is hehe, Lao Tzu is Kunpeng can tell you, I look at antiques are judged by aura, ten years of a little aura, accurate to several decimal places, very accurate, as long as you take out the calculator, Lao Tzu can even calculate what time your antiques are completed in the morning!

Seeing Wang Fan's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, buyers became more interested in Wang Fan.

He directly stretched out his hand and said: "My name is Huang Ming, in fact, this piano is not what I want to buy, it was bought by my boss, if I buy a fake one back, I'm afraid that even if I die, I can't afford to pay for it, you give me another accurate number, is this piano real, or do you want to vent evil anger and deliberately tease Lao Luo?"

Hearing this, Wang Fan smiled and said, "Don't you have an expert later, let the expert talk about it!"

As he spoke, Luo Weng had already come in with an expert.

This expert has white hair, eyes, full of bookishness, and a polite appearance, and he looks like an old pedant at first glance.

When the old scholar came to see the antique guqin, he was also shocked, but he didn't expect to see this legendary turquoise yiqin, and the whole person trembled.

Then he put on his gloves and began to examine and identify them carefully.

Seeing the old pedant's reluctance to get up when he was lying on the piano, Luo Weng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Wang Fan in a demonstrative manner: "Dead mainland boy, see it, this piano can't be fake!"

Wang Fan smiled but said nothing.

If this old pedant can't see it, then it can't be said that he is wrong, it can only be said that the old pedant's knowledge is not enough.

"Laughing, can you still laugh?" Luo Weng sneered again and again, although he was in the antique business, but he was not at the mercy of others, I think back then, he was also an old cannon who had personally gone to the mainland to rob tombs and dig graves, and he knew his brothers on the road better.

Someone is making trouble in his yard today, if he doesn't teach him a good lesson, then someone will come over every day and say that his goods are fake, how can he mix?

Thinking of this, the contempt in his eyes when he looked at Wang Fan became more and more intense.

Can't this kid even see that he has stepped into the Hades Hall with one foot?

At this moment, the old scholar suddenly let out an exclamation: "Sure enough, it is worthy of its name!"

Hearing this, Luo Weng suddenly put his heart back into his stomach completely, the old pedant said this, it was clear that his pine stone Yiqin was true!

"Miss Zheng!" Luo Weng's gaze fell on Zheng Qi: "This matter is the matter between me and this dead mainland boy, please don't interfere with your Zheng family, I believe you have been very busy recently!"

Zheng Qi's face changed, and she heard the threatening look in Luo Weng's words.

She wasn't worried about Wang Fan's safety, she was worried that Wang Fan would cause a big disaster in a fit of anger.

Seeing Zheng Qi's complexion change, Luo Weng became even more confident, this is obviously a manifestation of wanting to help but not being able to help!

Wang Fan hooked the corners of his mouth, since he wanted to disgust Luo Weng and couldn't do it, he could only move his fists.

But at the same time, the old pedant praised again and again: "I always thought this legend was false, but I didn't expect it to be true......"

"What do you mean by this?" Huang Ming on the side noticed that there was something in the old pedant's words.

The old scholar raised his head, reluctantly looked at this antique guqin and said: "This piano is no problem, it is indeed the fake turquoise Yiqin built by Qianlong himself, after all, at that time, the turquoise Yiqin in the Northern Song Dynasty was also very precious, and he couldn't play it if he wanted to, so Qianlong personally created an imitation replacement!"

Subsequently, the old scholar continued: "But this matter is only recorded in the history of the wilderness, I always thought it was fake, after all, Qianlong's poor and extravagant temperament, how could he be reluctant to play the real Songshi Yiqin, I didn't expect it to be true, he was really reluctant, and went to create an imitation by himself!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a silent thunderbolt flashing through the room.

Everyone stayed where they were.

Huang Ming's forehead directly flowed beads of sweat the size of beans, he felt like he had walked between life and death, and he almost lost his life, a transaction of hundreds of millions!

Zheng Qi was directly dumbfounded.

She thought that Wang Fan was talking nonsense, but now it seems that Wang Fan is not talking nonsense, and he can see at a glance that there is something wrong with this qin, which is much more powerful than the old pedant who has been tinkering here for a long time, could it be that Wang Fan is not only an ancient warrior, but also a treasure expert?

As for Luo Weng on the side, his legs were even weaker, and he almost sat on the ground.

How so!

The antique guqin he bought for more than 100 million yuan turned out to be fake? It's over, he is bankrupt, and not only bankrupt, because the money he borrowed can't afford to change it in the next life, and those creditors will make him want to live and die!

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and looked at Wang Fan, his eyes full of resentment and incomprehension.

He hated why Wang Fan told the truth, and he didn't understand why Wang Fan told the truth!

Wang Fan looked at Luo Weng on the side with a smile, and said lightly: "You may not believe it, I don't mean to cut off your wealth, but who told you to add a dead word in front of the mainland boy?"

As soon as he heard this, Luo Weng finally couldn't help it and sat on the ground with a plop.

He couldn't have imagined that a casual scolding word would ruin his family!

If God gives him another chance, he will never say the word "Kill Mainland Boy" again, and he will call Mainland Dad when he sees mainlanders!

But there is no regret medicine in this world, and he must pay for what he has done.

Since the piano was fake, Huang Ming didn't want to keep it, and after glaring at Luo Weng, who almost lost his life, he stepped forward and shook hands with Wang Fan warmly: "I don't know the name of the little brother, go, go out to eat with me, I must thank you well, I still have a lot of antiques there, I want you to appraise it again!"