Although this is not the first time I have seen it, I have been mentally prepared for it.
But when he saw this photo again, Chu Heng still found it shocking. The blazing flames, the ruined walls, the unwilling corpses, and the pool of bright red blood all made his eyes dizzy.
Is Bensamine innocent?
innocent.
He just didn't want to sell his favorite antiques, but Chu Heng ruined his family.
From this aspect, Chu Heng is indeed a bastard, and even he admits this.
But aren’t those Chinese compatriots who died tragically at the hands of Ben Shaming’s grandfather innocent?
He can shed a river of blood for wealth.
Of course, Chu Heng could destroy his grandson's family just to get back his own things!
In the face of the hatred of the country and the family, there is no such thing as good or evil!
Therefore, Chu Heng, who is standing here at this moment, is very confident and feels no guilt in his heart.
Chu Heng stared at the photo album in the display cabinet with cold eyes, then took off the glass cover, carefully held the album in his hand, and looked at other photos.
Most of them are photos taken by Benshamin's grandfather when he was plundering China. In addition, there are some photos of his life, but they are not many.
After Chu Heng flipped through a few photos, he really couldn't bear to look at them anymore. He silently closed the photos, put them back in their original positions, and said to the court person in charge of recording: "This is a photo album from the 1960s."
The man quickly recorded it and took photos as evidence.
Then Chu Heng walked elsewhere and told them the origins of each antique together with the other two old men.
"This is a bronze artifact dating from over 200 BC, from the Zhou Dynasty of China."
"Tang Dynasty Pottery Figures from the Seventh Century AD."
"A seventeenth-century court famille rose bowl..."
After being busy for a while, Chu Heng took a pastel bowl from the Qianlong period and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was a fake that he had sent in before, he pretended to bump it in his hand and frowned: "No, this
It’s a fake!”
"Fake?" The old man in black who had seen this tall bowl before took it in surprise, looked at it carefully, and looked at Chu Heng questioningly: "Did you see it wrong, little brother? No matter how I looked at it, I felt that it was a fake.
There’s nothing wrong with this tall bowl.”
"There is a problem. Look at the glaze color. Is it a bit new? The weight is also wrong. A normal tall bowl is lighter than this one." Chu Heng looked determined.
"I don't see anything wrong with the glaze color. As for the weight..." the old man sneered: "After playing with antiques for so many years, this is the first time I've heard that porcelain is judged by its weight."
"That's because you are ignorant." Another old man in white was the helper that Chu Heng asked Yao to find from ancient times. He came over with a smile and said: "I know a master who can identify porcelain without even looking carefully.
Look, if you weigh it with your expert hand, you will know whether it is true or false.”
"Is there really such a thing?" The old man in black couldn't help but be surprised.
"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, you old boy, don't be embarrassed here." The old man in white took the tall bowl and looked at it. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't see anything wrong with the glaze color, but...
I feel like there’s something wrong with this thing, but I can’t tell specifically.”
"It's really fake!" The old man in black had a good relationship with him. Knowing that the old man had real abilities, he became less confident and took it back to examine it again and again.
"Hey, don't tell me, I feel like there's something wrong with me too."
"Really, look at the glaze color. Is it a little too angry?"
"Yes, but there is no way to prove that it is fake."
"It's easy to handle. Just break it and you will know. The shape of the container is the same, but the weight is different. The soil must be different as well."
"How can this be done? This person will sell it again."
Seeing the three people muttering here and not moving, the people from the court hurriedly came over and asked, "What happened? Why don't you continue?"
"There's something wrong with this thing."
Chu Heng raised the goblet and told them about the situation. They couldn't make up their mind, so they sent someone to inform the leading man.
After a while, the leading man came over. After confirming the situation, he did not let Chu Heng throw things to check the authenticity. Instead, he ordered: "Look again to see if there are any other fakes."
"As you wish, sir."
The three of them immediately started to poke around in the room. After a while, Chu Heng came out with two pieces of imitation porcelain, and the two old men even found one without even guessing.
The leading man took the thing, looked at it and put it aside: "Are there any more?"
"There must be more."
"Can we find them all?"
"These fake porcelains are so clever, so it will take a lot of time to accurately find them among these porcelains. According to my former residence, it will take at least half a month. I wonder if you have time?" Chu Heng said.
"Half a month?" The man frowned.
In the case of Tina Company suing Ben Shamin, Yao Conggu did a little public relations for the court. Everything was done quickly and seriously. According to their plan, after the sealing decision was made today, the court will be held tomorrow. How can there be half a month?
Appraisal them?
So, after the man thought for a moment, he waved his hand and said: "Then there is no need to check so carefully. Just write down what it is. If it is really going to be auctioned, mark the details on it."
.”
"Understood."
There was an undetectable smile in Chu Heng's eyes. The leading man's decision was exactly what he wanted.
He mixed those fakes in just to muddy the waters, which was like adding a handful of gilded sand to the golden sand to lower the price of these antiques.
His goal was achieved, and his mood improved a lot. He turned around and started working happily with the others.
"Two bamboo hats and bowls, a pair of blue and white jade pots and spring vases..."
Since they no longer need to check in such detail, their work progressed very quickly. It only took more than two hours to inventory everything.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Heng and the two old men also retired and were sent back to Chinatown in a car arranged by the court.
After returning to the hotel where he was staying, Chu Heng immediately returned to the room.
At this time, Yao Conggu was sitting in the room waiting for him. When he saw him coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Is everything going well?"
"No problem." Chu Heng made an OK gesture and turned to the bathroom: "I'll take off my makeup first and we'll talk later."
About five or six minutes after he entered, he came out with a different face.
Yao Conggu looked at the two completely different faces and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is the first time I have seen Mr. Chu's miraculous disguise skills. I only heard my master talk about it. At that time
The little devil is still fighting with us. He once met a Qianmen brother named Xiao Jingjing in Sijiu City. Not only is he good at disguise, he is also good at bone shrinking and ventriloquism. He is very good."
"Oh, what a coincidence." Chu Heng listened and said, "I learned this skill from a small mirror."
Yao Conggu's heart moved and he looked excited: "If you put it this way, we are still brothers! My master and Xiaojing are..."
"Not really." Chu Heng interrupted him and shook his head with a half-smile: "I stole this skill from Xiaojing. That old waiter had a problem with me and was sent in for punishment long ago.
The gun is gone."
"..."
"Actually, I have nothing to do with him. My master and he just met by chance." Yao Conggu smiled coquettishly: "Let's talk about Ben Shaming."
