Peerless Master with Super Vision

After breakfast, Simon took out all the antique calligraphy and paintings that he had bought before. After looking through them, Luo Tian realized that there were a few real ones among them, so he left the real ones with the other seven fake ones. The group of four rode on his Mercedes-Benz towards the Burmese Antique Market.

On the way, Simon introduced the basic situation of the market to Luo Tian.

It was only then that Luo Tian found out that most of the bosses in the antiques market were Chinese. In fact, other than the Emerald Mine, most of the businesses in Myanmar were mostly done by Chinese people, because they were smart and understood how to do business. The natives of Myanmar could not even compete with them.

"Brother Simon, when we reach the antique shop, try not to say anything. Leave everything to me." Just then, Luo Tian reminded them.

"No problem."

immediately agreed. Previously, Luo Tian's ability to differentiate between real and fake in a short amount of time had left him in complete admiration. Right now, even if Luo Tian wanted him to kowtow to his master, he would happily agree to it.

The antique market was not that big. There were only a few dozen shops at a glance. Maybe it was because of security issues, but there were more patrolling police than the customers who bought antiques.

Simon led Luo Tian and the others to the largest shop in the market, called the Plethora Gem Tower. There were about seven to eight customers inside the shop, but compared to the number of customers in the market, this shop could be considered to be prosperous.

As soon as he entered, a 40 year old shop owner came forward with a face full of smiles, "Haha, young master Simon is here to welcome you!"

Simon was a big customer in this shop after all, so it was natural for the boss to come out himself to receive him.

"Right."

Simon nodded his head coldly, when he saw the shop owner, he was immediately furious. One must know that out of the seven counterfeit items that Luo Tian had picked out, the total value was close to 100 million.

However, thinking back to Luo Tian's reminder earlier, he endured it and did not say more.

"Boss, our Young Master wants to buy some more paintings. Could you show us around?" At this time, Luo Tian took over the conversation and said with a smile.

"Alright, alright, alright. Everyone, follow me."

Hearing this, the boss was overjoyed. He happily led the four of them around the store, occasionally recounting the history of the calligraphy and paintings, as well as some legendary stories.

To this, Nasha and the others listened with relish, but Luo Tian did not care what the shop owner said. Every time he passed by a painting, he would open up his perspective to take a look, and then silently remember in his heart if this was real or fake.

After walking around for an hour, the boss had led the four of them to every corner of the inn. Luo Tian estimated that they had seen a total of 67 paintings, of which only 21 were real and the rest were fake!

Luo Tian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After accepting so many fake goods, this shop was actually run so well, maybe the owner was too good at doing business, or maybe the Burmese were too stupid. If this were in China, the owner would have been beaten to death already.

After walking around, seeing that Simon did not speak, the owner became anxious and asked: "Young Master Simon, were there any paintings that you were satisfied with?"

Hearing this, Luo Tian pretended to discuss something with Simon, and then he said to the owner of the shop: "Some of the calligraphy and paintings are not bad, but our Young Master wants to meet your appraiser to hear his opinion."

The mission of these appraiser s was to help their boss differentiate between the real and fake antiques, as well as to provide counselling for customers. Of course, for every painting sold, the appraiser would get a commission for it.

In reality, people who came here to buy things would usually listen to the opinions of the appraiser or bring their own experts. After all, these people were more professional, and would easily convince others with their words.

"No problem, I'll call him out right now."

The shop owner would naturally not refuse, and immediately called for a few orders from a shop assistant. After a short while, the shop assistant led a man in his thirties over, obviously, he was this shop's appraiser.

Such a young appraiser caused Nasha and Simon to be greatly surprised. Even the Ghost Face revealed a shocked expression, but Luo Tian seemed to have known this since a long time ago.

"Everyone, I am …"

At the same time, his gaze was also sizing up Luo Tian and the other three. When he saw Nasha, he was instantly shocked by the latter's beauty. After a long while, he shifted his gaze away and continued: "I am appraiser of this shop, please take care of me."

Sen Tian? It was actually a country bumpkin!

Luo Tian frowned slightly. Just by listening to the name, one could tell that the appraiser was not a Chinese, but from a small island nation called the Volcano Country in the southeast of China. Since ancient times, this small country had always had the beautiful dream of annexing China, so Luo Tian was extremely disgusted with this country.

Simon, Nasha, and the Ghost-Mask also frowned. Obviously, they didn't have a good impression of the Ou Nation either.

"Sen Tian, this is Young Master Simon. He wants to buy a few paintings. At this time, the owner patted Sen Tian's shoulders, gave him an encouraging look, and then respectfully said "goodbye" to Simon and was about to leave.

Luo Tian immediately called out to him, and said meaningfully: "Boss, don't be in such a hurry to leave, something interesting might happen later, I think it's better if you stay."

Hearing that, the owner and Sen Tian were both startled, then the boss looked at Luo Tian with a puzzled face: "I do not understand what little brother means."

"You'll know in a while."

Luo Tian didn't say anymore, and looked at Sen Tian with a cold smile, "Sen Tian, right? I will ask you a few questions from now on, I hope you can answer truthfully."

"Speak whatever you know." Sen Tian nodded.

"Very good!" With a light smile, Luo Tian turned around and arrived in front of a small display table. Pointing to the paintings on the wall, he asked, "I would like to know if these paintings are really the real ones."

Hearing this, a look of vigilance flashed across Sen Tian's eyes, but he still replied: "Mr. Pai Qiao's Black Bamboo Painting is a work of art. It was completed in one breath, each type of bamboo is extremely rich in changes and is extremely exquisite in every bit of color, but these few paintings were extremely clean and refined, but they were Mr. Pai Qiao's style. Furthermore, there is no problem with his signature, so I am sure that these drawings are real."

Hearing that, Luo Tian laughed, "Hehe, what you said is right, these paintings are indeed very similar to Mr. Pai Qiao's style, it means that the person who drew them is an expert at imitating, and is also an expert in ink painting."