"You..." Lai Huan suppressed his face and turned red.
He didn't expect the young boy to have such a skill. He felt so humiliated that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"Why, you still won't admit defeat?" Xia Xiaoyu shook his phone deliberately.
Lai Huan's face turned green with anger: "Boy, you are talking nonsense! Let's not talk about this jade pendant, but can you tell the difference in the other three items!"
Xia Xiaoyu knew that the fat man was desperate, so he said this just to change the subject.
Everyone did not believe that Lai would always lose to a young boy, so they all asked Xia Xiaoyu to tell whether the other three items were true or false.
Seeing the fat man die without seeing the coffin, Xia Xiaoyu decided to let this bastard die clearly.
"Uncle..." Hua Xiaoan cast a worried look.
Xia Xiaoyu smiled at her to comfort her.
"Boy, what are you doing here, are you talking nonsense?" Lai Huan glanced disdainfully, turned around and said to the people around him: "You see, charlatans are like this, they have a way of bluffing people, and they play tricks
I was really scared immediately.”
Several people around nodded in agreement.
"That's right, compared to a master like Mr. Lai, this kind of young guy is not at all popular."
"The hair is not fully grown, and it is still doing tricks in front of the master."
"I guess it must have been nonsense just now. How could Mr. Lai get it wrong?"
Lai Huan smiled proudly and looked up at Xia Xiaoyu arrogantly.
"The truth should be treated as lies, and the master should be treated as a clown." Xia Xiaoyu sneered: "Okay, let me open your eyes."
If you don't show some real skills, you will really be looked down upon by these short-sighted guys.
Xia Xiaoyu walked over and picked up the Demon-Conquering Pestle first, putting a pad in his hand and judging from the weight, it was almost certain.
The fat man said that this thing is from the early Qing Dynasty, which is pure nonsense.
"Fat man, you said this magic pestle is from the early Qing Dynasty, right?" Xia Xiaoyu asked.
"That's right!" Lai Huan responded confidently.
"Okay, then I will let you learn a lot." Xia Xiaoyu turned around and walked to the dining table, picked up the empty cup and filled it with Wuliangye. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he raised the cup and poured it into his mouth.
Before anyone could figure out what was going on, Xia Xiaoyu sprayed wine on the magic pestle.
The wine fell on the Demon-Conquering Pestle, and the originally gilded Demon-Conquering Pestle suddenly changed color.
Seeing that the Demon-Conquering Pestle, which had just been wrapped in gold, now turned purple-gold, everyone present was shocked and their eyes widened.
"This, this, how is this possible?" Lai Huan felt his head buzzing and almost fainted.
Xia Xiaoyu picked up a tablecloth from the table and slowly wiped the magic pestle in his hand. When the magic pestle took off its gilt shell and showed its true face, the breathing of everyone present became visibly faster.
"Xiaoyu, what's going on?" Hua Moran couldn't help but walked over curiously.
Xia Xiaoyu raised the pestle in his hand and said, "Fat man, you said it was cleared, but did you see clearly the Xixia text on it?"
Lai Huan's body trembled and his intestines turned green with regret.
Why didn't he expect that the Jiangmo Pestle would have a layer of gilt coating?
The gray-haired old man came over excitedly and looked at the treasure in Xia Xiaoyu's hand. He wanted to reach out and take it but hesitated.
"The purple gold of the Southern Song Dynasty is something you can't find but can't find!" The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked over longingly.
Xia Xiaoyu walked up to Lai Huan and shook the magic pestle in front of him: "Fat man, did you hear that? Everyone knows that this is an object from the Southern Song Dynasty, what else do you have to say."
"Boy, you have the guts!" Lai Huan gritted his teeth angrily.
"I'm willing to admit defeat. Should you kneel down and apologize to me and Mr. Hua?" Xia Xiaoyu raised the corner of his mouth.
Lai Huan frowned: "The other two matters have not yet been decided. Do you think you won?"
"Lai Huan, what do you mean, going back on your word?" Hua Moran came over dissatisfied.
Lai Huan laughed shamelessly: "Hua Moran, you didn't say before that you only need to identify two things to determine the outcome. Everyone here is listening. You won't go back on your words, right?"
"You..." Hua Moran frowned.
Xia Xiaoyu came up and said, "Okay, I will make you convinced that you have lost today."
Picking up the third object, Xia Xiaoyu briefly looked at it and put it down: "Jade Hu Chun Ping, late Southern Song Dynasty, fat man, didn't you say it wasn't the Song Dynasty? You can look at the blue and white patterns hidden inside the mouth of the bottle. I'm sure you don't know about blue and white."
Was it the most prosperous period in the Song Dynasty?"
Lai Huan hurriedly picked up the jade pot spring vase and looked at it. Sure enough, looking down inside the mouth of the vase, he could vaguely see blue and white patterns.
It's not that he didn't notice it before, he just thought it was impurities from the firing process. Now when he saw Lai Huan, he regretted it and stamped his feet.
The last piece of Spring Dawn in the Han Palace is left, which is the most controversial object. Everyone present has a special liking for this painting. However, Lai Huan said it was a fake, which many people felt regretful.
Xia Xiaoyu asked Hua Xiaoan to take a glass of water, mentioned the Spring Dawn painting in the Han Palace, and sprayed water directly on the painting.
"Are you crazy?" Lai Huan shouted.
"Xia Xiaoyu, what are you doing?" Hua Moran came over.
Xia Xiaoyu ignored them and placed the painting on the table, groping with both sides of the scroll with his hands.
Seeing his strange movements, everyone present was curious. Is this kid crazy? Isn't he destroying the painting?
Lai Huan seemed to see something wrong, and stepped forward to grab Xia Xiaoyu: "What do you want to do, kid? Do you know the rules? Appraisal of treasures is not for you to cause damage."
"Go away!" Xia Xiaoyu said coldly.
"Mr. Hua, he is sabotaging us. Our bet is invalid," Lai Huan said angrily.
Xia Xiaoyu's movements stopped, "Who said the bet doesn't count? Didn't you say that this painting is a fake? I will let you control it now."
Everyone was stunned. Xia Xiaoyu rubbed the front end of the scroll with his index finger and middle finger, and then heard a stinging sound. The original picture of Spring Dawn in the Han Palace had become a broken painting the next moment.
"Hua Xiaoyu, what are you..." Hua Moran looked over worriedly.
Xia Xiaoyu cast a reassuring look and removed the remaining painting in his hand again. When the others showed expressions of surprise and surprise, they saw that the picture of Spring Dawn in the Han Palace on the table had changed.
"This is a hidden painting!" Lai Huan said subconsciously.
"That's right, didn't you say this painting is a fake?" Xia Xiaoyu put the painting away, turned and stared at Lai Huan: "I'm willing to accept defeat and kneel down to apologize to Mr. Hua and me."
Lai Huan raised his head and said, "No way, you guys did this in advance and you are deliberately trying to trick me."
"Lai Huan, you are so mean!" Hua Moran became anxious.
"Stop talking nonsense to me, Lai will not accept this bet." Lai Huan turned around and left.
Hua Xiaoan saw that the big bad guy was about to leave, so he ran over and stopped him quickly.
"You are such a shameless person. What you say with red lips and white teeth actually doesn't count."
Lai Huan knew that he would be embarrassed if he stayed, so he pushed Hua Xiaoan and left. (To be continued)