Zhen Minglang turned to look at Mr. Zhuang and said eloquently, "What Mr. Zhuang said is that with my humble eyes, this jade pot spring is also a fake. I don't know how Brother Wu was buried by a farmer and bought it.
This is a fake. I actually wanted to stop it, but..."
Zhen Minglang deliberately did not finish what he said, and Mr. Zhuang was also curious.
"But what happened?"
Mr. Zhuang knew that Zhen Minglang's treasure appraisal relied solely on his eyesight. If he had said it was a fake just now, he would still have been a little doubtful. But after Zhen Minglang said the same thing, Mr. Zhuang felt even more: This jade pot spring is just an old imitation.
of fakes.
Because the era of old imitation was in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, so at first glance, this jade pot is of Spring Year, but the jade material inside is indeed impure.
The lack of warmth in my hands is because there are impurities in them.
"I want to stop it. It's just that Brother Wu really wants to buy this jade pot spring. Moreover, he seems to be very sure that this jade pot spring is genuine."
Zhen Minglang naturally wanted to kill Wu Sheng and give him some color.
But at this moment, Wu Sheng probably didn't know what Zhen Mingliang wanted to do. Even if he bought the fake now and was blinded, Mr. Zhuang would not let him lose the money.
In Guxiangzhai, I have been working as a waiter for five years, and there is no credit but hard work. Usually, I also receive some treasures for Mr. Zhuang.
"Little brother, I really thought that this jade pot spring was genuine. Now that I have seen it, I feel very sad. But Mr. Zhuang, I just didn't take a good look at it this time. If Mr. Zhuang blames me, then the two hundred thousand Mr. Zhuang will
You can deduct it from my salary and commission...at worst, I will bear the loss. Little brother, why do you have to say that? Haven't you ever seen it? Do you think you are better at identifying treasures than me?"
"Sigh... It's just a slap in the eye. Mr. Zhuang didn't blame you. Not to mention deducting salary and commission. Based on your understanding of Mr. Zhuang and me, do you think I would do that?"
When Mr. Zhuang said soothingly, Wu Sheng couldn't help but suddenly realized that it was precisely because of Mr. Zhuang's kindness that he had been able to make profits for so many years.
"Yes, I knew Mr. Zhuang would not blame me, so I blamed myself even more. If I had waited and come back to ask you, I wouldn't have missed it."
Wu Sheng's face was full of remorse, but Zhen Minglang didn't want this kind of effect. After giving Wu Sheng a stern look, Zhen Minglang said, "Brother Wu, you just seemed to say that I'm not as good at appraising treasures as you, or am I better at appraising treasures than you?"
I didn't hear you clearly. Why don't we give it a try now? Mr. Zhuang, if you have any new treasures, bring them out so that we can take a look at them."
Neither Mr. Zhuang nor Wu Sheng knew what kind of medicine Zhen Minglang was selling in his gourd, but Zhen Minglang took the initiative to challenge him, and Wu Sheng, as a senior, couldn't refuse.
"Okay, let's just try. I still don't believe it. I can't beat you."
Wu Sheng actually had a grudge against Zhen Minglang. Since this guy saw that the jade pot was fake, he still watched the farmer take the money away from him. It was really disgusting. But fortunately, he had 20,000 yuan in his pocket.
If you don't get the 19,000 yuan from the concession price, you can get 20,000 yuan.
Wu Sheng and Zhen Minglang competed. As a veteran in the antique world, Mr. Zhuang naturally provided materials and also acted as judge.
It just so happened that Mr. Zhuang recently got a blue and white porcelain bowl. It is relatively easy to appreciate blue and white porcelain, and Mr. Zhuang's method of competition is also relatively novel.
Between the two of them, whoever can identify the authenticity and age of this porcelain bowl first, and the appraisal result is accurate, will win.
When Mr. Zhuang explained the rules of the competition to the two of them and they had no objections, Mr. Zhuang also took out a blue and white porcelain bowl from the inner room.
The body of this porcelain bowl is somewhat stained, which Mr. Zhuang did deliberately to make it more difficult to appreciate. Moreover, the body of this bowl has no mark at all, and it seems to be relatively recent.
Before Mr. Zhuang placed the porcelain bowl in front of Zhen Minglang, Zhen Minglang had already noticed a trace of spiritual energy surging in front of his eyes, and the direction of the spiritual energy was also coming from the porcelain bowl.
"This blue and white porcelain is authentic, blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, and it is from the late Qing Dynasty."
Because there is spiritual energy coming out, it must be authentic, and because the color of this porcelain bowl is poor and there is no mark on it, porcelain bowls in the mid-Qing Dynasty generally have a red mark on the bottom, which should be from the late Qing Dynasty.
Zhen Minglang observed for less than three seconds, and the result he said instantly made Mr. Zhuang stunned.
Indeed, this is indeed a genuine blue and white porcelain bowl from the Qing Dynasty. But Zhen Minglang's speed must have been too fast.
"Wu Sheng, what do you think?"
Mr. Zhuang felt that his question was unnecessary. In this situation, Zhen Minglang had already won. When Wu Sheng slowly moved the bowl and looked around again, he found that it was exactly what Zhen Minglang said. Wu Sheng's face suddenly changed.
The child also turned red.
The veins in his neck bulged, and Wu Sheng was so ashamed that he thought there was a crack in the ground so that he could crawl through it.
"I lost…"
"Haha, actually, the junior is showing off his shame here, and it is the junior's fault to prevent the senior from coming to the stage. But why the junior has to do this, not to give Angkor face, the junior also has a reason."
Zhen Minglang defeated Wu Sheng. Before, Mr. Zhuang thought that the competition was a bit abrupt and that Zhen Minglang was disrespectful to Wu Sheng. But after listening to Zhen Minglang's explanation, Mr. Zhuang also took a serious liking to Zhen Minglang.
"Brother Angkor, I want to ask you, how much did you pay for the jade pot spring transaction you made with that farmer just now?"
Zhen Minglang asked suddenly, his eyes widened, and Wu Sheng's face suddenly turned pale. Could it be that Zhen Minglang heard that he gave the little brother 180,000 yuan?
"That...Mr. Zhuang is like this..."
"You don't need to explain too much. This junior is just asking you again. Just answer truthfully. Is it 190,000 or 180,000?"
Zhen Minglang didn't give Wu Sheng a chance to speak at all, and Wu Sheng felt like he was stuck in his throat and felt uncomfortable...
"It's indeed 190,000. Little brother, you may have heard wrong. There was some distance between you and me at that time..."
"Humph, is there a distance?"
"Don't forget that I went out with the farmer brother?"
When Zhen Minglang said this, Wu Sheng was stunned and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. No! Did Zhen Minglang know about his purchase of Yu Huchun for 180,000 yuan from outside?
Did the farmer brother tell him this?
No…
Mr. Zhuang has always trusted him,
Seeing Mr. Zhuang's eyes flashing like thunder at him, the talkative Wu Sheng anxiously bowed to Mr. Zhuang.
"It's Wu Sheng's fault. Wu Sheng sold the jade pot spring for 180,000 yuan, but Wu Sheng also wanted to save the 10,000 yuan for Guxiangzhai and fill it up for the antique shop. The 10,000 yuan is in the cupboard.
Wu Sheng never wanted to monopolize it."
Wu Sheng didn't know how much Zhen Minglang knew about his dealings with the farmers. He had always done a good job in Guxiangzhai and had always hidden it well, but he couldn't be seen through this time.
"Haha, you don't. Mr. Zhuang, you have to believe him too. But I personally heard from the farmer that you were working for the boss and earning a little hard money. Ten thousand yuan doesn't seem like much, right?"
"Also, you probably don't know that in such a short time since I went out with the farmer, I have already transferred all the 180,000 you paid him to my hands. That means your transaction has not been completed at all. What about me?
, you just spent five hundred yuan to buy this jade pot spring that you think is genuine. So, what else do you have to say now?"
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