"That's my family heirloom, not trash!" the old man surnamed Song roared.
"Old Man Song! This porcelain bowl is no longer yours, so just stop talking, okay?"
"I was thinking that you weren't the one who asked Lu Yu to go up for appraisal, right? After all, if a fake is found again, it will be the third time in a row that you have produced fakes."
"You are not qualified to participate in the next antique appreciation fair, hehe." Yang Junzhe sneered.
In the world of antiques, some are true and some are false, this is extremely normal.
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with a voluntary transaction between two parties and the appearance of a counterfeit.
However, if all you keep showing are fakes, you will definitely be disqualified from entering the Antique Appreciation Society.
This old man surnamed Song has been fooling people with fake products for three consecutive years, and others have long been dissatisfied.
Just in the last session, someone bought a piece of Ruyi jade from him, but it turned out to be a fake and it was thrown into the sea on the spot.
Cheng Hefeng narrowed his eyes slightly, first looked at Lu Yu, and then at the old man named Song.
He was naturally very clear about the fact that the old man surnamed Song had produced fake products for two consecutive years.
If it were anyone else, he wouldn't even be interested in appraising it.
But Lu Yu's performance today made him somewhat interested, so he was willing to appreciate it.
The old man surnamed Song was so angry that Yang Junzhe was shaking all over, and his fists were slightly clenched.
The family heirloom is the hard work of their ancestors for generations. How can you imagine how they feel when they are called rubbish?
"Old man, don't worry. Today, I will let everyone see the reality clearly."
Lu Yu spoke calmly, patted the palm of the old man named Song, then stood up and walked towards the stage step by step.
The eyes of everyone in the audience were all focused on Lu Yu.
Everyone wants to know whether Lu Yu, who has picked up several collections in a row without making any mistakes in judgment, can prove his eyesight again.
"Dong Xiangming, what do you think?" Nangong Lingyue looked at Lu Yu's back and asked.
"How did I know? If you ask me, that porcelain bowl is not even as good as the bowl Erha eats at my house." Dong Xiangming shook his head.
Nangong Lingyue nodded, she had the same idea before.
But at this moment, I couldn't help but think, with Lu Yu's eyesight, would he spend so much money on such a waste product?
Now it has to be taken up for appraisal. If Lu Yu is not sure, isn't he asking for embarrassment by going up now?
The old man surnamed Song also stared closely at Lu Yu, clenching his wrinkled palms slightly, and one can imagine the anxiety in his heart.
His requirements are not high, he just wants the hard work passed down from his ancestors to be recognized by others.
"Master Cheng, please help me appraise this porcelain bowl." Lu Yu put the porcelain bowl on the appraisal table with both hands.
Cheng Hefeng did not answer immediately, but looked Lu Yu up and down.
Looking at Lu Yu at such a close distance, Cheng Hefeng couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.
The aura is calm, hidden but not revealed, neither arrogant nor impetuous.
It seems that he is calm and calm, but in fact there is deep wisdom in his eyes.
Such young people are really rare.
Cheng Hefeng put aside his thoughts, picked up the porcelain bowl and looked at it, but frowned slightly the next second.
"How much did you spend on this porcelain bowl?" Cheng Hefeng looked at Lu Yu and asked.
"Thirty million." Lu Yu replied truthfully.
Hearing Lu Yu's answer, Cheng Hefeng's brows furrowed even more.
Because this porcelain bowl is so ordinary!
It is no exaggeration to say that this is an ordinary thing, not even a fake.
Based on Cheng Hefeng's many years of experience in antique appraisal, he can be 100% sure that this is definitely a modern material.
If this was something someone else brought up, Cheng Hefeng would immediately put it aside and declare it to be a fake.
But this was something Lu Yu brought up, so Cheng Hefeng decided to examine it carefully.
Lu Yu put back his hands and stood on the stage, waiting quietly with an indifferent expression.
When those people in the audience saw Cheng Hefeng frowning, their hearts trembled.
I'm afraid, this Lu Yu is going to make a mistake!
"Haha, let me see how you made a fool of yourself this time. Do you want to take all the limelight?"
Yang Junzhe sneered and whispered to himself.
Nangong Lingyue also widened her beautiful eyes, seeing only Lu Yu.
Cheng Hefeng actually didn't have much hope in his heart at this time.
What's more, this is something that the old man surnamed Song took out. He will subconsciously put on colored glasses to look at it. This is unavoidable for anyone.
"bite!"
Cheng Hefeng reached out and flicked the mouth of the bowl, making a crisp sound.
"This voice is pretty good." Cheng Hefeng muttered to himself.
Then he picked up the magnifying glass next to him and looked at the porcelain bowl carefully.
The pattern on it, the texture of the porcelain bowl, and the production process all need to be carefully examined.
The more I read, the more disappointed I became.
Not only was he disappointed with this fake, but he was also a little disappointed with Lu Yu.
Originally, he really thought that Lu Yu, with his sharp eyesight, might be able to be recruited into the Antiques Association for further training.
In the future, if Lu Yu becomes a master of appraisal in the antique world, then Cheng Hefeng will also be known as Bole.
But now, this is obviously an ordinary porcelain bowl, but Lu Yu spent 30 million to take it?
This is simply stupid.
"well!"
Cheng Hefeng shook his head, not sure whether he was sighing at Lu Yu or at the porcelain bowl.
Seeing Cheng Hefeng's expression, many people's hearts sank.
Only Yang Junzhe became more and more excited.
Lu Yu, is he finally going to make a fool of himself?
After sighing, Cheng Hefeng put down the tools in his hands and put the porcelain bowl aside.
He waited for Lu Yu to impatiently ask himself about the identification results like everyone else.
However, what surprised him was that Lu Yu was very calm and not impatient at all.
It even gives people the appearance of not caring about the result.
"Master Cheng, is this porcelain bowl a fake?"
Yang Junzhe couldn't help it anymore and stood up directly and asked.
Others also looked at Cheng Hefeng eagerly.
Cheng Hefeng shook his head lightly and said: "It's not a fake."
"What??"
Yang Junzhe exclaimed and looked at the porcelain bowl with wide eyes.
Others were also shocked.
It's not a fake, is it the real thing?
The old man surnamed Song stood up suddenly with excitement and burst into tears on the spot.
Cheng Hefeng took a panoramic view of the performance of everyone present, and then glanced at Lu Yu.
Compared with the performance of everyone in the field, compared with Lu Yu, who still looked calm, his mood was simply not on the same level.
"This thing is indeed not a fake, because only antiques are qualified to be called fakes."
"And this porcelain bowl is a modern thing. It's not even qualified to be a fake."
Cheng Hefeng sighed, and then announced the next words.
After saying this sentence, the exclamations in the audience disappeared instantly, and the expressions of many people suddenly froze on their faces.
"This...hahaha!"
Yang Junzhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly.