Lin Xiaodong curled his lips while listening, and said: "Excuse me, in ancient China, noble is one of the titles of the emperor's woman, and it is a kind of low status. What do you mean as a host?
Said Futian is like a girl
them?"
Futian's face instantly darkened. Because he was so handsome, many women envied his fair skin, so when he was a child, many people commented behind his back that he looked like a woman. This was Futian's most taboo thing.
The host was frightened and quickly explained: "Master Futian, I didn't mean that. What I mean by expensive is noble and expensive!"
"You country bumpkin, you are as disgraceful as your master. Didn't you just boast that this porcelain vase in Haikou was going to be ordered? But now it's in my hands again." Futian smiled sinisterly and mocked Lin Xiaodong and Cui Xiuyuan.
Cui Xiuyuan was holding back his anger. It was really embarrassing today, and he was suppressed by Futian again.
Lin Xiaodong looked relaxed, pointed at the Qianlong Enamel Starlight Moon Vase in Futian's hand and said: "You spent 150 million to buy a fake, why are you so proud of it? Do you want to say that you are stupid?
Are you better than others?"
"What are you talking about, kid? It's really ridiculous. A country bumpkin deserves to talk about antiques here without shame. Master Fan personally appraised this!" Futian's face darkened and he said coldly.
Master Fan also looked at Lin Xiaodong with gloomy eyes, and said with great contempt: "Young man, there are some things you should not say nonsense. No one in the world can question my appraisal ability!"
Lin Xiaodong thought to himself that this old man was talking big words, and asked with a smile: "Since you don't believe this is fake, do you dare to bet?" "Oh? You, a country bumpkin, dare to bet with me, how do you want to bet?
?" Fukuda Yuki found it quite interesting. He had been to all the well-known casinos in the world, spent money like water and was very good at gambling, but no country bumpkin had ever dared to gamble with him.
of.
Lin Xiaodong pointed to the porcelain vase and said: "Let's bet on the authenticity of this porcelain vase. If I break it, I can prove that it is fake. If I lose the bet, I will compensate you for the loss of the porcelain vase. If I win, I won't have to pay."
"Haha, that's ridiculous. Do you have the money to compensate?" Futian Xionghui said with disdain on his face. Seeing that Lin Xiaodong was wearing clothes that were inferior to the beggars of Ying, he even boasted that he could compensate him 150 million.
Cui Xiuyuan said at this time: "If Brother Lin loses this money, I will pay for it!"
Fukuda Xionghui looked at the porcelain vase in his hand. To be honest, he was really reluctant to smash the porcelain vase. The porcelain vase did look very nice, but this was another good opportunity to continue humiliating Cui Xiuyuan. "Okay, but this is
If the porcelain vase is broken, it's not a matter of 150 million. The things belonging to me, Fukuda Yuki, are not so easy to smash. If you can't prove that the porcelain vase is fake, you have to pay me 200 million, plus call me
"Grandpa." Futian
Xiong Hui said with a smile, his eyes full of provocation.
Cui Xiuyuan's eyes were blazing, and he yelled angrily: "Futian Xionghui, you are robbing, you bought it for 150 million and you want 200 million?"
"I want more money for my things, why don't you dare?" Fukuda Xionghui asked with a sneer. Lin Xiaodong stopped Cui Xiuyuan, thinking that it was useless to get angry with Fukuda Xionghui now, because Fukuda Xionghui would cry later.
When he was talking, he said with great confidence: "Okay, if I can't prove that this porcelain bottle is fake, I will pay you 200 million grandpa, but this porcelain bottle
If it's fake, you have to call Brother Jie and me grandpa, do you dare, little devil?"
Fukuda Xionghui looked at Lin Xiaodong with a look that could kill people. Cui Xiuyuan did not dare to talk to him like this, but Lin Xiaodong, a bumpkin, challenged him one after another.
"Okay, let me see how you call me grandpa later!" Fukuda Yuki said harshly through gritted teeth.
Lin Xiaodong sneered, took the porcelain bottle and said to everyone around him: "Since everyone is watching, let's all be witnesses together, otherwise some people will default on their debts. This is the consistent style of the little devil."
"Stop talking nonsense and quickly prove to me that this porcelain vase is fake, otherwise you are dead!" Fukuda Yuki scolded with an unkind expression.
A cold light flashed in Lin Xiaodong's eyes. He loosened his grip and the porcelain bottle fell to the ground with a pop and broke into pieces!
The hearts of the people around were clenched with the sound of the porcelain bottle falling to the ground. This is a porcelain bottle worth 150 million! It was dropped at the drop of a hat. How strong it must be.
"Bumpkin, how do you prove that the porcelain bottle is fake?" Fukuda Yuki asked in a deep voice. Lin Xiaodong found a fragment of the inner side of the porcelain bottle among the pile of fragments, picked it up and showed it in front of everyone, pointing to the words printed on it.
The red stamp said: "See for yourselves, even a fool can tell whether this is true or not?
"
Some who were closer and had sharper eyes read out the words on the stamp directly.
“1915 Xu Weijia imitation!”
"This was copied in 1915?" Everyone was shocked instantly. The Qing Dynasty was destroyed in 1915, let alone the Qianlong period.
Fukuda Yuki snatched the fragment away and stared at the words on it with an extremely ugly expression.
Master Fan's face was even more ugly. He had never had a punch in the eye in these years, let alone being exposed by a country boy!
"Master Fan, is this true?" Fukuda Yuki handed the fragment to Master Fan, fearing that the fragment was the work of Lin Xiaodong just now.
Master Fan looked at it for a long time and his nose became crooked with anger. His hand holding the fragment trembled and he said, "I got a punch in the eye!"
"Hiss!" The crowd around him gasped. Even Master Fan admitted that he had been blinded. Then the porcelain vase was really fake! So they all looked at Lin Xiaodong. Where did this country bumpkin boy in tacky clothes come from?
Yes, this ability to identify treasures is actually amazing
Even more powerful than Master Fan.
Fukuda Xionghui's expression was gloomy. He actually lost the bet! Not to mention that the 150 million vase was smashed in vain, but he still wanted to call Lin Xiaodong and Cui Xiuyuan grandpa?
Master Fan looked at Lin Xiaodong at this time and said in a condescending manner: "Boy, it seems that you have a very good talent for appraising treasures. I can accept you as my disciple."
When Fukuda Yuki heard this, he also smiled and said, "Yes, boy, Master Fan rarely accepts apprentices. You are really lucky today, why don't you hurry up and become a disciple?"
Fukuda Yuhui said that as long as Lin Xiaodong accepted Master Fan as his teacher, then they would be one of their own, and there would be no need to worry about that bullshit bet.
Lin Xiaodong suddenly frowned and sneered after hearing what the two said: "Old man, are you not wrong? You have already lost to me and you still want me to worship you as my teacher. Where do you get so much confidence? You want
I still have to think about becoming my disciple."
"You! Okay, you are such an arrogant kid. If you offend me, I will see how you can get along in the Chinese antique world!" Master Fan did not expect that Lin Xiaodong not only rejected him but also humiliated him. He blew his beard and glared in anger before saying harsh words.
Lin Xiaodong sneered, "Who wants to join the antique world? They really want to use this chicken feather as an arrow."
"Little Futian, if you lose, call me grandpa." Lin Xiaodong said to Futian.
Not to mention how excited Cui Xiuyuan was at this time, what happened today was really a relief, so he sneered and urged: "Futian, hurry up and call me, grandpa, I'm waiting for you here." Futian looked at the two men with a sinister look on his face.
Said: "Cui Xiuyuan, bumpkin, don't go too far! I haven't asked you for the money you paid for smashing my porcelain vase. If you really want me to call you grandpa, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it!"