"Could it be that I read it wrong?" Chen Jiye said with some unconfidence, "Maybe it's because my eyesight can't see it, this is a treasure!" ”

Chu Ang shook his head, "You read that right, this is indeed a fake!" ”

Netizens in the live broadcast room: "......"

As soon as these words came out, the netizens in the live broadcast room were silent for a few seconds, and then a tide of barrage came.

"Wow, brothers in the live broadcast room, did you hear that? The anchor is eye-catching! ”

"God, earth, the anchor finally opened his eyes, woo woo woo (teary eyes)"

"But when the anchor hit the eye, the family sacrifice didn't forget to tell Naiweng, grandpa, you can rest in peace, this shop-visiting anchor who has been on the top of the hot search many times has finally hit the eye!"

"Hey, don't say it, I've watched the anchor repeatedly pick up leaks before, and it's quite interesting to see him look at him today!"

"The anchor should have encountered a pig killing plate!"

“……”

Chen Jiye walked over, "Brother Chu, what's going on?" ”

Chu Ang didn't answer, because he was also confused!

Fake?

How can it be a fake?

Those treasures before are all real, and they have all been tested by the system!

Where did the cauldron get these treasures, Chu Ang didn't know, but the fact he could confirm was that the cauldron was produced, and it must be a high-quality product!

However, now the treasure that Chen Jiye picked up casually is a fake, which is like a loud slap in the face, which makes Chu Ang's face hurt.

“………”

Seeing that Chu Ang didn't speak, Chen Jiye reached out and picked up another calligraphy and painting, opened it and glanced at it a few times, then shook his head and put it directly beside Chu Ang.

Chu Ang glanced down and found that it was a signed Liu Songnian (known as the "Four Masters of the Southern Song Dynasty" along with Li Tang, Ma Yuan, and Xia Gui), but it was a fake, a fake at first glance.

Then, Chen Jiye took out another piece of Qing Dynasty kiln-style porcelain.

Chu Ang glanced at the porcelain pulp and knew that this was a rare northern product.

The antique pulp has slowly accumulated over the years, due to the dust in the air, the sweat on the hands, and the hands of the players, and even the antiques are soaked in water in the soil, and the long-term friction, coupled with the irradiation of the light in the air, the layers of accumulation and slowly appear a layer of surface shell, it presents a smooth, pleasant, elegant, quiet, gentle old atmosphere. It's the opposite of the "stealing light", the flippant tones and the dry textures that can be seen in those imitations that have just come out of the oven, and this one is completely modern and high-quality.

A few minutes later, more than twenty antiques were placed at Chu Ang's feet.

There are calligraphy and paintings, there are porcelain, there are jade!

However, at this time, these things have only one name, and that is fakes, and the most expensive ones are only a few hundred yuan.

"Shhhh Are these all fake? ”

"The anchor planted it this time?"

"I feel sorry for the anchor for a minute!"

"It's amazing, I feel sorry for the billionaire today!"

"Although I also feel sorry for the anchor, I feel good from the inside out to see the anchor in my eyes!"

"Hey, hey, me too!"

“……”

Suddenly, a roll of yellowed paper caught Chu Ang's eyelids, and he leaned over to pick it up and directly examine it systematically.

[Object: The Empress of Heaven personally drafted the holy decree]

[Material: white hemp paper]

[Production time: 703]

[Market value: 40 million yuan]

Ay... Oops!

This one is the real thing!

Ups and downs, ups and downs of the mood like a roller coaster, Chu Ang was very puzzled, subconsciously opened the paper, when he saw the words on it clearly, his heart trembled again, "This is..."

…

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(End of chapter)