Chapter 321: Appraiser
As soon as I said this, everyone was stunned, followed by endless laughter.
"Hahaha, He Chu, even if you make it up, you have to make it up a reliable one! Even to use such a dull statement. ”
"It's like, really when we don't know the goods? This kind of tattered thing is still a certain generation of emperors...... Which emperor? The excuse of making up the temporary, now the circle is not coming back, right? ”
"I didn't expect this He Chu to be very good at talking, but he lied one by one."
"Oh, you're right, if she doesn't have a good mouth, can she coax so many men so happy? This mouth, not only can you speak, but you also have to be able to ...... Use. ”
Extremely disgusting words rang around me, and I slowly tightened my fingers.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, they love to say whatever they want.
Wait a while, I'll make sure they all enjoy the feeling of being slapped in the face.
Don't they look down on me?
That's good, then make them the people they look down on the most...... Let them be a joke!
My mother-in-law wrung her eyebrows slightly, making a look of worrying about me, she stepped forward and grabbed me, her voice was not loud or small, but it could be heard by most people: "Xiao Chu, I know that you are for the sake of the face of the round like eucalyptus, but if he is wrong, he is wrong, and there is nothing to speak for him." Alright, there's clutter in the back garden that needs to be dealt with, so go clean up. ”
My mother-in-law was thinking about me on the surface and gave me a step down, but in fact, she confirmed the charge of Fu Ruyan's mistakes.
"I'm sorry, he's not wrong." I calmly said, "That teapot is really good." ”
"Alright." Fu Yang's face was slightly gloomy, "You're really endless, aren't you?" In order to save some face for you, I haven't said it! In the underground exchange next to the antique market, you spent 250,000 yuan to photograph this teapot, if you don't believe it, you can check it. Either don't send it, or don't send this! ”
When everyone heard this, a poofed mockery came out.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand? Who is this shabby in the first place? ”
"Isn't it always like this when you have a daughter-in-law, and so is the one in my family, who takes so much money from my son, but doesn't respect me very much. Buy something for herself without blinking an eye, and when she buys it for me, it's either a discount or a rag that no one wants! ”
"Then you are really pitiful, you have a daughter-in-law who is similar to He Chu."
My mother-in-law was completely angry now, she directly grabbed my arm and pulled me out, "Enough! Don't embarrass my Fu family here! ”
However, I hadn't been pulled out far, and a cool hand was on my shoulder, and it was Fu Ruyan's indifferent eyes without the slightest warmth.
Song Qian said softly at this time: "Auntie, since He Chu has said it, this is the work of a certain generation of emperors...... Everyone knows that there is no basis for what we say, we have no way to prove that what He Chu said is true, but there is no way to prove that this is not the emperor's work, is it? ”
Song Qian seemed to be saying a tongue twister.
"And what do you want to do?" Mother-in-law asked.
"I think the best way is to find a professional to identify it, so that it is true or false, isn't it clear?" Song asked softly.
"Miss Song, you are so kind, anyone can see it, this rag is definitely not the work of an emperor, which emperor would make such an ugly thing?"
"That's it, everyone knows that Miss Song is kind-hearted, but she also scores points."
Song Qian pulled the broken hair of her sideburns behind her ears, she lowered her eyebrows, and she looked gentle and lovely, "Anyway, it won't take long to find an appraiser, right?" ”
Fu Yang just wanted to speak, and the old man, who had not spoken, said, "Send someone to find it." ”
The time when looking for an appraiser is undoubtedly a gap for everyone's gossip.
Fu Ruyan rescued me from my mother-in-law's hands, gently rubbed my wrist, and asked me if I was in pain.
I shook my head and said it didn't hurt, and he lowered his voice and said, "You just hurt and you won't say it." ”
I smiled helplessly, "She's your mother after all." ”
Fu Ruyan's face changed, and he didn't say anything.
Fu Yang walked over and looked at us sarcastically, "I want to see how long you two can run rampant." ”
"It's going to be longer than rampant." Fu Ruyan didn't even give him a look, with a strong arrogance and disdain, and didn't take him seriously at all.
Fu Yang sneered, the corners of his lips overflowed with a cold arc, he glanced at Fu Ruyu fiercely, and stood with his mother-in-law, not knowing what to say.
Soon, the appraiser arrived, carrying a small suitcase, presumably the tool he was going to use.
When he saw the old man, the appraiser bent down at the old man, "Hello old man." ”
"Well, help me see this." The old man pointed at his hand.
The appraiser looked over and found a mediocre teapot, he nodded, picked it up, and put it in front of his eyes.
Circle after circle, his movements and expression were extremely serious, but he didn't have an answer for a long time.
Everyone was anxious, and some people even shouted: "How is it?" It's fake, right? ”
"yes, say it quickly."
The appraiser said flatly: "Please don't worry, I have to carefully appraise it, this is not something that can be seen by a few glances." ”
As he spoke, he opened the small box and took out some things that I needed professionally, which I couldn't even understand, and the only thing I could see was the magnifying glass.
The appraiser took something else to the teapot, and then looked at it with a magnifying glass, and the more he looked, the more excited his face became, and the surprise and joy that emerged from the inside out made many people puzzled.
What kind of expression is this?
Glad?
"How?" The old man asked calmly.
The appraiser seemed to have just come back to his senses, put down the tool, carefully held the teapot, and his excited tone was unstable: "Back to the old man's words, if I expected it to be true, this should be made by a certain generation of emperors in history." It's just that...... It's just that I don't know which emperor it is, because I've studied it for so many years, and I've seen very little information about this teapot. ”
"Impossible!" Someone screamed: "How can the things made by the emperor be this!" ”
Hearing this, the appraiser furrowed his brows, "Don't say that the things made by the emperor are like this, even if they are spitting, everyone will say that they are fragrant back then!" Besides, the reason why cultural relics are called cultural relics is because they are derived from ......"
"Relics?" There's no shortage of good spirits here, "This thing is also called a cultural relic?" As far as I know, there is a sentence in the introduction of the word cultural relics: this must be something that has become history, and it is impossible to recreate it! Such a broken teapot can be recreated? ”