Chapter Seventy-Nine: Smash!!
The appraiser also put the plum bottle aside, completely losing patience, "Little brother, please get a decent one next time to make a fake, not to mention bury it for a few years, at least you can dispel the smell of wine inside, so let me appraise it, this ...... Isn't that a joke?"
"Hehe, don't be angry, this Boss Feng is such a person, don't be like him. Chen Bin couldn't wait for Feng Fei to make a fool of himself, and immediately pretended to persuade the appraiser.
Wang Jiaxin saw Feng Fei deflated, and then saw Chen Bin's face, he rolled up his sleeves angrily and was about to go up to do it, Feng Fei hurriedly grabbed him, and just as he was about to speak, he heard an old but angry voice from upstairs, "What's wrong?" ”
Everyone raised their eyes and saw that there was an old man in his sixties coming down from the second floor, with white hair, but a red face, a burly figure, and a Tang costume, giving people an extraordinary feeling.
The appraiser immediately greeted him with a smile and stepped forward and said, "Old man Ouyang, you are here,"
Wang Jiaxin whispered into Feng Fei's ear and said, "This is the well-known appraiser, Ouyang Zhenyu, I heard that he is from the capital." ”
Ouyang Zhenyu strolled over, looked at the appraiser and said, "What's the matter?" ”
The appraiser immediately nodded, and opened his mouth to tell the ins and outs of the matter, Ouyang Zhenyu also frowned, looked at Feng Fei, and then looked at Chen Bin, doing the same as them, the most annoying thing is those who use fakes to try their luck, if you want to say that I don't know the truth or falsehood, it's okay, what they do is to help people distinguish the real from the fake, but some people know that it is fake, and they will use it for identification, this is nonsense.
Ouyang Zhenhua picked up Chen Bin's plum bottle, looked at it carefully, and said, "Well, that's right, it was during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, and the preservation is okay, but the bottom of the bottle is a little worn, but the bottle body pattern is exquisite, and now the price of this plum bottle has increased compared with last year, and it should be between five million and six million." ”
For the appraisal of this master, Chen Bin was overjoyed, and handed Feng Fei a smug look, he didn't say what would happen if Feng Fei lost, he was afraid that he would be timid and dare not compare, and Chen Bin's purpose was to make Feng Fei make a fool of himself in public, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart, the vegetables were not sold to himself, and even Liu Qingqing left him because of him, this evil breath was finally reported today.
"Huh, this plum bottle ......" Ouyang Zhenyu, who had just picked up Feng Fei's plum bottle, was also frowning at the smell of wine coming from the bottle, but when he looked at the style of the bottle carefully, he was suddenly surprised.
When Chen Bin heard Ouyang Zhenyu's tone, his heart tightened, and he was busy, "Old man Ouyang, this bottle is 100% fake, you still need to look ......at it."
Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Zhenyu glanced back at him, Chen Bin immediately closed his mouth in amusement, and secretly said that he was too anxious, he was a master, and this bottle could naturally be seen to be a fake, so how could he remind himself.
"This plum bottle is made in a way that looks like the Yuan Dynasty, but the style has both the Tang and Song Dynasty styles, and integrates the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty.
Ouyang Zhenyu's series of questions immediately attracted many people to come forward to watch, and the appraiser also hurriedly asked, "Old man, do you mean that this plum bottle is genuine?"
Ouyang Zhenyu looked at it for a while, and said leisurely, "Judging from the workmanship, it is indeed genuine, but I can't tell what age it is, Zhengyang?
The appraiser thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "As far as I know, no,"
Wang Jiaxin was already a little excited at the moment, and pulled Feng Fei's clothes and said, "It's really yours, I got a bottle, it's still genuine," and after speaking, he raised his head proudly at Chen Bin.
Chen Bin's heart immediately became nervous, and he couldn't help but ask, "Master, since the style and the inscription have never appeared in history, how can we be sure that it is genuine?"
"Antiques have generally been handed down very little, we can see less than in case, many have been lost, this plum vase, although it shows the characteristics of many dynasties, but each one is genuine, just take out any one of the characteristics, you can be sure that it is genuine,"
After Ouyang Zhenyu finished speaking, he looked at Feng Fei and said, "Little brother, can you tell me, where did you get this plum bottle?"
"Uh...... It was sent by a friend of mine, and he didn't want to reveal his name, so he ...... "Feng Fei naturally can't tell him about it, and no one will believe him if he says it."
Ouyang Zhenyu made an expression of understanding, in this industry, many collectors will be anonymous, and he is no longer surprised.
Seeing this, Wang Jiaxin on the side asked excitedly, "Old man, how much can this plum bottle be worth?"
Ouyang Zhenyu smiled and said, "This plum vase may be of greater significance to the historical community, because it is very likely to represent an unknown dynasty, if you have to compare it with the antique industry, it can only be said that it has no price, and it can even be said to be one of the most collectible antiques." ”
Ouyang Zhenyu's words made everyone present stunned, there is no price, the most collectible, these two sentences are simply the highest evaluation of antiques.
Thinking of what Ouyang Zhenyu said, this plum vase is very likely to represent a gap in human cognition of history, which can indeed not be measured by money, it has an immeasurable role for human beings to understand the ancient feudal dynasty, if it really finds an unknown dynasty, it is worth enough to rank among the ranks of national treasures.
When Chen Bin heard Ouyang Zhenyu's words, his face turned pale, and he looked at the plum bottle with an incredulous expression, he couldn't understand that Feng Fei was just a farmer, and after going out for a minute or two, he brought back a bottle with the smell of wine, and a discerning person looked at it as an impostor, and it turned out to be a genuine product, or a priceless treasure!
This made his brain a little stunned for a while, shaking his head and muttering, "Impossible, impossible, how can he have a genuine product, how can he have a priceless treasure,"
Wang Jiaxin finally raised his eyebrows at this time, and sneered at Chen Bin, who was depressed, "How about Chen Shao? Now admit that the bet is lost, hahaha......" and then shouted at the people present, "Everyone, there are two rare things happening today, the first is the birth of this superb plum bottle, and the second one, hehe, it is Chen Bin Chen Shao of pastoral food, and he wants to smash his Ming Dynasty plum bottle worth five million or even six million in public! Everyone applauds and welcomes Chen Shao's performance!"
Everyone looked at each other with a face, and they all saw that there must be a deep hatred between these people, and the originally aggressive party was now slapped hard, this is really a reversal of God in the novel, a typical bloody slap in the face.
Seeing that everyone didn't react, Wang Jiaxin immediately coaxed, "Did you hear what Chen Shao bet about just now?"
There was a crowd in the crowd who didn't think it was a big deal, and they opened their mouths and said, "I heard it!"
Seeing that someone was taking a stubble, Wang Jiaxin became even more energetic, "Is it because he looks down on people and forces people to take out antiques?"
"Yes!"
"He said it himself, if you lose, you will drop his broken wine bottle, right?"
Everyone laughed and said, "Yes!"
People were gradually driven by Wang Jiaxin's atmosphere, and there were many discussions in their mouths, "You can't live if you do your own evil", "Now you touch the muzzle of the gun", "Let you bully people with money!"
There was everything to say, it was still quiet at first, and it gradually got louder and louder, and finally under the leadership of Wang Jiaxin, it became a unified word, "Smash!"
Chen Bin's intestines are all green with repentance, the last time he felt this way, it was the first time he saw Feng Fei, and after the insult, he knew that he was the person he was looking for, and the responsibility was not him, but Cao Mingyue was talkative, but this time it was different, he completely lifted a stone and hit his own foot, this feeling was much more uncomfortable than last time.
Looking at Wang Jiaxin's smug smile and Feng Fei's calm gaze, he gritted his teeth, stepped forward and swept the Ming Dynasty plum bottle on the table to the ground with his hand, and rushed out of the crowd without looking back.
The crowd immediately erupted into a burst of cheers, most of the Chinese people are like this, it has nothing to do with themselves, anyway, it is not their own that is smashed, they are also happy to watch the excitement, as a witness to the incident of the second generation of the rich who turned over and slapped their faces, they chatted with friends in the future, and they also had the capital to brag.