The best little magician in the countryside

Chapter 134 Antiques Are Fake (Fourth Watch for Collection)
The previous quarrel between Fang Mei and Zhang Meili was nothing more than a war of words between two old women.

For those, there is no substantial effect, and it is even less helpful to deal with things.

The dialogue between men and men is really to solve this matter.

At least, before Jiang Chen said that sentence just now, Hou Tong thought so.

But when he finished speaking, the expressions of Hou Tong and Zhang Meili changed immediately.

The antique vase worth 300 million in their eyes, but Jiang Chen said it was not even as good as a chamber pot.

Also, you said that the chamber pot is fine, why did you mention the word widow?
Hurting others doesn't wait for you to hurt so much!
Hou Tong glared at Jiang Chen angrily: "Hmph, country folks just have short-sightedness, how could you have seen such a precious thing before!"

Jiang Chen casually threw the fragments into the box, and then looked directly at Hou Tong: "Okay, don't talk about those pretense, let's discuss how to solve it."

Hou Tong spread his hands in disdain: "I've already said, either take out 300 million, or we take that woman away. If we can exchange her for money, we can exchange her. If we can't, we will sell her."

"300 million is impossible."

Jiang Chen shook his head: "This bottle is not worth that much money."

Hou Tong squinted his eyes: "280 million is my last concession. The price predicted by the antique shop is 270 million, and the remaining [-] is our mental damage fee."

"Two hundred, I won't give more than a dime." Jiang Chen said firmly.

"two hundred?"

Hou Tong murmured and looked at Zhang Meili next to her.

Zhang Meili rolled her eyes: "200 million is fine, but Fang Mei has to apologize to us."

"Is there something wrong with your ears?"

Jiang Chen looked up at Zhang Meili and Hou Tong, and said word by word: "I said two hundred, not two million!"

"what!"

This time, apart from Zhang Meili and Hou Tong's wide-eyed eyes, even Fang Mei and Luo Yanran were stunned.

Hou Tong regained his composure, and immediately looked at Jiang Chen with contempt: "Our ears are fine, is there something wrong with your ears? I just said that this vase is worth more than 200 million yuan, not from your country There are more than 200 bought bottles and cans on the ground stalls."

"Son, you think highly of them. The poor in their village are willing to buy more than 200 bottles and cans. I think they are usually plastic bottles worth a few dollars." Zhang Meili did not forget to make up for it.

Hou Tong heard this and sneered: "I don't care whether you poor people buy a few yuan or a few hundred yuan, but mine is worth more than 200 million yuan. Now we have to take the money or we will take Fang Mei away!"

"You keep saying that a fake vase is worth more than 200 million yuan, who gave you the confidence?"

Jiang Chen was not in a hurry, he didn't show any fear at all.

Because of his see-through eyes, he had already seen the material of the vase clearly.

Two hundred was considered a high price from him.

"Fake vase?"

Hou Tong glared at Jiang Chen: "You who have red lips and white teeth, don't come here and talk nonsense!"

"Am I talking nonsense?" Jiang Chen looked directly at Hou Tong, and said with a teasing smile.

When Hou Tong was about to continue to refute, Zhang Meili took a step forward: "I know you, a country bumpkin, will not believe it. We don't blame you if you haven't seen the big world. I have the phone number of the owner of the antique shop here. Let him come over and have a test in front of everyone. , don’t you know everything!”

"Okay."

Jiang Chen shrugged and smiled, thinking that even if you call the gods, the fake is still fake, it can't be true!
Zhang Meili smiled disdainfully, then walked aside to make a phone call, and Hou Tong also followed.

The two were still muttering something.

"Is that vase fake?" Luo Yanran asked in a low voice.

"it is true!"

Fang Mei looked a little ugly and said: "I also questioned it when it was damaged in the first place, but he called out an authoritative antique shop owner, and he told me what kind of official kiln it was, and it was worth a lot of money. "

"Is the owner of the antique shop he said credible?" Jiang Chen sneered.

Fang Mei glanced at Jiang Chen: "Of course it's credible. When the boss came over, your Aunt Wu and the others were there. Even Aunt Wu said that person is very authoritative."

Jiang Chen grinned, and looked at Fifth Hao next to him.

Fifth Hao spread his hands: "I really don't understand antiques."

"That antique is fake." Jiang Chen laughed.

Fifth Hao frowned: "How do you know?"

"One hundred percent false."

Jiang Chen smiled, but didn't explain.

Fifth Hao thought for a while: "Then it should be Zhang Meili and the others who have something to do with the owner of the antique store."

As he said that, he suddenly changed the subject: "Should I call Dawu and Xiaowu over to deal with such small characters and deal with them forcefully? What are you wasting time with them for?"

Jiang Chen smiled meaningfully: "There's no rush, anyway, I'm not hungry right now, it's time to move around, empty my stomach, I can eat more in a while, drink two more glasses."

"Hahaha." Wu Hao laughed loudly upon hearing this.

For this kind of thing, before Fang did it, he was too lazy to do it himself, but now seeing that Jiang Chen is quite interested, he simply stayed to play with the gentleman.

"Now that the authorities are here, let's see what you say."

While Jiang Chen was chatting with Fifth Hao, Zhang Meili and the others picked up a 60-year-old old man not far away.

"This is?" Jiang Chen pointed at the old man.

"Humph!"

Hou Tong snorted proudly: "This is the owner of Tongbaoju in the county seat, and also a member of the Antique Association, known as Mr. Wen."

"The old man is not talented."

Mr. Wen arched his hands at Jiang Chen with a polite look, and then said directly: "I heard that this little brother thinks the vase is fake?"

"It's not that I said it, but it was originally fake." Jiang Chen laughed.

"I have appraised countless treasures for so many years, and I have never seen it before. I have checked it with various instruments before. This is definitely an official kiln vase from the Qing Dynasty, and there is a seal on the base."

As he said that, Mr. Wen also took out two certificates from the bag he brought: "The upper one is the membership card of our association, which is the authority in the antique industry, and the lower one is the identification certificate of this antique."

"Have you seen it? There are witnesses and material evidence. What else do you have to say!" Hou Tong asked quite proudly.

Jiang Chen glanced at the certificate, then shook his head: "If I want such a certificate, I can get a hundred of them!"

"Are you questioning my abilities?"

Before Hou Tong could refute, Mr. Wen stood up first, and looked at Jiang Chen with contempt.

In his opinion, Jiang Chen is just a villager.

How could such an illiterate understand antiques!

Jiang Chen playfully smiled: "Do you still have to question your ability? This is a matter of certainty."

"You! You spitting blood!" Mr. Wen cursed with a blushing face.

"Heh, anyone with a little common sense knows that the Qing Dynasty followed the techniques and materials of the official kilns of the Song Dynasty, and most of the vases at that time were made of the Ding kiln. The tires were thin and light, and the colors were mostly white and Mainly yellowish, the glaze is beige and the whole body is white but opaque."

While speaking, Jiang Chen pointed to the fragments in the box and changed the subject: "And look at this again, how does it match what I just said!"

(End of this chapter)