"what happened?"

Yang Zhiyuan's exaggerated reaction made everyone feel puzzled and confused.

But soon, there was an exclamation.

"This is a gilt Buddha!"

What!

Gilt Buddha?

Immediately, many people came over and saw a gilt bronze statue of Sakyamuni sitting inside the gift box.

Perhaps due to its age, the gilding on the surface of the Buddha statue is somewhat dull and tarnished, and even some places are severely corroded, and you can see that it is made of copper inside.

But even so, the entire Buddha statue is still very exquisite, which is why Yang Zhiyuan was frightened.

Although he didn't know much about antiques, he could tell that this gilt Buddha was an antique just by looking at it.

But he didn't know whether it was genuine or not.

But he knew that if it was genuine, it would definitely be worth a lot of money.

"This, this, this..." Yang Zhenhua also seemed a little uneasy. He originally thought that the gift from Chen Hua was not more than a thousand yuan, but he did not expect that it was a gilt bronze statue of Buddha.

In recent years, as he grew older, he also fell in love with antiques. He often watched some treasure appraisal activities and news about antique auctions.

Therefore, we also know the price of the gilt bronze Buddha statue. Based on the exquisiteness of this gilt bronze Buddha statue, if it is a genuine Ming Dynasty product, the price will not be less than one million, or even more.

However, he didn't know how to appraise treasures, so he couldn't tell the authenticity, so he asked: "Chen Hua, where did you get this gilt bronze Buddha statue?"

"I got it from the antique market." Chen Hua lied. He couldn't say that he got it from Jiuding Group.

"How much did it cost?" Yang Zhenhua asked.

"Not much, but not much." Chen Hua said casually.

Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but said: "You didn't buy it for a few hundred yuan, so you were embarrassed to say it, right?"

He was scared at first, but when he thought about it carefully, antiques can easily cost tens or even millions. How could a poor man like Chen Hua, who earns three to four thousand a month and is held by his mother-in-law, afford real antiques?

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So he believes that the possibility of it being a fake is as high as 99.99%!

"You're here again." Yang Zixi rolled her eyes at Yang Zhiyuan and said, "Chen Hua spent 100,000 yuan to buy it. Although I don't know anything about antiques, it looks very simple and should be genuine."

When she arrived, she had already seen it and asked Chen Hua about the price and authenticity. Chen Hua said that he bought it for RMB 100,000 and guaranteed that it was absolutely authentic.

Since the big client gold card incident, her trust in Chen Hua has increased a lot, and she believes that what Chen Hua says is true must be true.

Because she didn't want to be like last time, she shed a lot of tears and made Chen Hua bleed because she didn't trust Chen Hua.

"Ha ha!"

When Lin Yang heard this, he burst out laughing: "Could the gilt-bronze Buddha statue bought for 100,000 yuan be genuine? Are you and your wife too funny? It still looks primitive and should be genuine. Let me tell you, now the counterfeiting technology has improved.

It’s so high that it can blind many treasure appraisal experts!”

"I can tell you 100% that this gilded bronze Buddha statue is definitely a modern fake imitating ancient times!"

Just kidding, in what age can you still find antiques in antique markets?

If it was 90 years old, it would be normal to pick up big leaks, but modern people are as smart as ghosts, so there are still leaks to pick up?

Unless you go to the countryside to collect them, you can pick them up at street stalls and antique markets in the city!

Of course, this is common sense that his dad popularized to him, because his dad also loves collecting.

"Why do you say it's a fake!" Yang Zixi was very unhappy. She didn't even suspect that the golden tortoise he gave was not pure gold. He thought that Chen Hua was poor before and the things he bought were fakes. This was so baffling!

"Why?" Lin Yang sneered: "Just because my dad bought a gilt bronze statue of the same model at Sotheby's three years ago for 3.5 million, and now he is putting it up for auction.

It can sell for at least five million!"

"Do you think you can pick up a big leak worth five million for a hundred thousand dollars?"

"This..." Yang Zixi was suddenly speechless.

When Lin Yang said this, she didn't know whether it was true or false. After all, she didn't understand antiques and couldn't identify them.

At this time, an old friend of the old man said: "Although I can't tell whether it is true or not, in today's society, especially in cities, it is almost impossible to pick up five million for one hundred thousand.

Therefore, if he bought it for 100,000 yuan, it must be a fake."

"Yes, I think so too."

"I also think there is a high possibility of fakes."

"If there is anything missing these days, it must be fake!"

Many dealers and customers have expressed their opinions.

"Did you hear that?" Lin Yang said proudly: "You will die miserably with your one hundred thousand, this kind of fake can cost you hundreds of dollars!"

Chen Hua chuckled: "What if the one your dad took was given away, was stolen, or lost, and ended up in the antique market, and I happened to miss it?"

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Don't take any chances. To tell you the truth, I saw my dad's statue in his collection room a month ago."

"Besides, how could my dad give such a valuable thing away? You think my dad is as stupid as you!"

Having said this, he grabbed the gilt bronze statue of Buddha and threw it away.

Bang!

The bronze statue fell to the ground and rolled many times.

Suddenly everyone was shocked!

He actually threw away the gift given to Mr. Yang?

"You..." Yang Zixi was furious: "How could you throw away Chen Hua's gift to his grandfather? Not to mention whether it was fake or not, even if it was, it was Chen Hua's filial piety. How could you trample on it like this?

His filial piety?"

"If he was filial and really wanted to give his grandfather an antique, he should go to the auction to buy it instead of buying from a street stall!" Lin Yang said loudly.

Then, he didn't forget to add: "I even suspect that he didn't buy this for 100,000 yuan, but bought it for a few hundred yuan. It's not that I look down on him, but how can he come up with 100,000 yuan?"

"I know!" Li Sulan seemed to have thought of something, yanked Yang Zixi's arm, and asked: "Did you give him money to buy gifts, and then he embezzled the money and bought a broken thing worth several hundred yuan as a gift?

Old man, then use the embezzled money to buy you a watch and cosmetics for me and Zi Qi?"

"No, Mom!" Yang Zixi said angrily: "I didn't give Chen Hua any money at all. Can you please stop thinking so wildly?"

"That means he bought it for a few hundred yuan and defrauded you of 100,000 yuan!" Lin Yang sneered, not forgetting to hit Chen Hua: "If you don't have money, you can buy a pound of fruit as a gift to grandpa, or buy a fake one as a gift.

Grandpa, it’s a good thing that I saw through it, otherwise grandpa would take it to appraise the treasure and be said to be a fake, how embarrassing it would be!”

"You are in big trouble." Chen Hua said coldly: "This is 100% genuine. If you smash it like this, it will definitely be damaged, and you will have to pay a huge sum of money."

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yang raised his head and laughed, took out his wallet, pulled out a dozen red tickets and handed them to Chen Hua: "Pay you the money, take it, I will send you to the beggar if you pay more."

Chen Hua's face tightened and he was about to slap him.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Director Li from Tianzheng Antique Shop is here!"

Everyone looked over and saw an old man walking into the Wanshou Hall holding a young woman on his arm.

"Old Li is here!" Yang Zhenhua waved his hand immediately.

Li Tianzheng laughed: "I have been an old friend for more than sixty years. How can I not come over to celebrate your birthday?"

After that, he quickened his pace.

"Grandpa, look!" Li Shuying suddenly pointed to the ground.

Li Tianzheng lowered his head and saw that it was a gilt Buddha. He immediately leaned over to pick it up and began to look at it.

After watching it, his face became extremely solemn, he scanned the audience and asked, "Who threw this?"

"Director Li, I threw it away." Lin Yang stood up and said with a smile: "It's just a fake worth a few hundred yuan. Just throw it away. Why should Director Li make such a fuss?"

"Hundreds of dollars worth of fakes?" Li Tianzheng wanted to strangle him, and immediately yelled: "If you don't have that diamond, don't get the porcelain job. You're blind to appraise this treasure!"

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"This is an authentic gilt-bronze Buddha statue from the Yongle period. It's in such good condition and has such an exquisite shape that you can't find ten of them in the world. It can fetch about 8 million yuan, but you actually throw it on the ground as a fake, and your golden knees are all gone."
Chapter completed!