Chapter 291: Connotation, Speaking with Facts

Seeing Zheng Lao's firm gaze, Feng Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

Walking off the stage slowly, Feng Xiao calmed his face and stopped talking.

Here, Ye Fan had already thrown the second plastic bag over and smashed it on the table, making a bang.

Seeing Ye Fan throwing around so casually, Lei Lao felt that the green tendons on his forehead were beating suddenly.

This bastard, the priceless night pearl before, he also threw it over so casually, could it be that in his eyes, these treasures are like shoes?

Actually, he really thought right, in Ye Fan's heart, there are only a handful of objects that can really be called treasures, even if they are national treasure-level objects, in Ye Fan's eyes, they may not be nothing.

He always values the quality of the object, not the value.

There are many expensive objects, such as a golden pagoda, which can easily be worth millions or even tens of millions.

But in Ye Fan's eyes, these are simply yellow and white things, and there is no so-called value at all.

On the contrary, if it is a meaningful antique, even if it is just a brick, it is worth a thousand gold in Ye Fan's opinion.

Lei Lao stepped forward slowly, opened the plastic bag, and took out the objects inside, and suddenly the whole person was stunned.

Being able to make Lei Lao stunned shows that this object is extraordinary.

Because Lei Lao always had his back on his back, outsiders did not see the object in his hand, but only saw his body trembling slightly, and they were all shocked.

What is it that can shock a character like Lei Lao?

In everyone's expectation, Lei Lao slowly turned around.

All eyes were on his palm.

I saw that in the palm of his hand, there was a wooden box lying quietly.

The front end is narrow, the rear end is wide, the front end is low, and the back edge is high, in the shape of a gentle slope.

"This, it seems to be a small coffin."

Someone exclaimed in surprise at the sight of this object.

And Zheng Lao had a gloomy face and looked at Ye Fan angrily.

"Ye Fan, this is the scene of the competition, you actually brought a coffin here, what do you mean by this?"

His face was full of anger, and he wanted to tear Ye Fan to pieces.

Looking at Zheng Lao's angry appearance, Ye Fan sneered: "What? Zheng Lao can't see the coffin? Is this a fear of death?"

Looking at Zheng Lao indifferently, Ye Fan didn't care at all.

"Coffin, coffin, promotion and fortune, this is a good sign, but I didn't expect that when I arrived at Zheng Lao, it became me Ye Fan stirring up trouble, what? Elder Zheng, this thinks that everyone here is stupid, and you are the only one who is very smart, right?"

Anyway, he was already on the opposite side, and Ye Fan was not afraid of big things, chattering and sarcastically mocking Zheng Lao.

Being humiliated like this by Ye Fan, Zheng Lao's body trembled violently, his chest continued to rise and fall, and even his breathing became short.

"How can this be justified, how can it be justified, that a bastard like you deserves to be called a treasure connoisseur, this is simply a great insult to the treasure connoisseur."

He is the vice president of the Antique Association, a dignified first-class treasure connoisseur, and he has been so humiliated?

Anyone who sees him will always be respectful, but today, Ye Fan humiliated him in every way, which completely made him crazy.

Looking at Zheng Lao's crazy appearance, Ye Fan sneered, "What? You want to bite me? Tell you, this is the competition site of the Antique Association, not your old Zheng's home, if you are not convinced, you can beat me in the treasure, but if you want to treat me as an animal, you are not worthy." :

Ye Fan showed no mercy to Zheng Lao at all, and even at this time, his face was still dyed with bitter anger.

With his understanding of Zheng Lao, this old man is by no means a good thing.

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Zheng Lao clenched his teeth, but there was no way to refute it.

Indeed, on this occasion, he had no choice but to defeat Ye Fan in the treasure appreciation.

But on the contrary, Ye Fan's treasure appreciation ability is stronger than he imagined, so he has

I've eaten deflated.

A wave of anger is hidden in my heart, and there is nowhere to vent it.

In desperation, he had to look at the coffin in Lei Lao's hand.

This is a small coffin with exquisite shapes, painted with a layer of vermilion paint, and on the lid of the coffin, it is carved with dragons and phoenixes, lifelike.

On the side panels, there are paintings with patterns such as immortals and auspicious clouds.

Lei Lao and the others were also looking at the coffin at this time, nodding incessantly.

"The craftsmanship is top-notch, the shape is beautiful, and it's really good."

Lei Lao couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, Zheng Lao finally raised his head, glanced at Ye Fan coldly, and then said coldly: "There is nothing unusual about the golden silk nanmu coffin, not to mention that there is only such a small piece of wood, which is not worth a few dollars at all."

That's what he did.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Zheng Lao in surprise.

When they saw the dressing box before, everyone thought it was an ordinary object, but Ye Fan said so many ways, and in the end, it was identified as a national treasure.

But how did you get to Zheng Lao's place and the identification was completed in just a few words?

He Feng Xiao is not a fool, does Ye Fan look like a fool? How is it possible to take such an object so easily to identify to participate in the competition?

Not only the people below, but even Feng Xiao frowned at this time.

Last time, Zheng Lao was so understated in his appraisal, which led to their loss, and this time, he is like this again, is he not really capable, or is he simply with Ye Fan, wanting to let himself lose this competition?

Feeling Feng Xiao's cold gaze, Zheng Lao suddenly trembled in his heart, and hurriedly set his eyes on this coffin again.

However, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't see any clues about this coffin.

Even, he picked it up, the coffin was only a little heavier, and there was nothing strange about it.

After a long time, he finally spoke again: "The golden silk nanmu wooden coffin has nothing else special. 「

That's the final result.

Hearing Zheng Lao's words, everyone present was desperate, and when he said this, they were already doomed to lose, and the loss was very complete, and there was no chance to turn defeat into victory.

And Ye Fan shook his head with a smile, competing with such a waste was really humiliating him.

"Lei Lao, you are also a first-class treasure connoisseur, please come and see through this object?"

Ye Fan suddenly turned his head, looked at Lei Lao and said with a smile.

Lei Lao had seen this coffin before, but he only glanced at it and did not study it too closely.

Therefore, when I heard Ye Fan's words at this time, I couldn't help but arouse the curiosity in my heart.

What's more, now that everything has settled, he has relaxed, so it is better to take a good look.

Anyway, Zheng Lao can't see it anymore, even if he can't see through it, it's not a shame.

Walking over slowly, looking at the coffin carefully, just from the appearance, it is indeed as Zheng Lao said, there is nothing abnormal.

But when I picked it up, the coffin was heavier.

Lei Lao knew that the golden silk nanmu was delicate in wood, but it couldn't reach such a weight.

There must be another mystery in this coffin.