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Chapter 19: True and false, subtle atmosphere!

Hear Shen Fei's voice.

Everyone cast their gaze over.

"It's him again!"

"Four million for a Ming Dynasty blue and white vase. Does this person have that much money?"

"I don't know, but that bronze mirror from before... I think he seems to have some skills!"

"What is the background of this young man? There has never been anyone like him in this antique circle before!"

"Who knows, but this four million is not a small number. Could this person know that he has offended the auction house, and is he deliberately showing off?"

"Hey, don't tell me, it's really possible!"

Finding that it was Shen Fei who spoke out again, everyone in the hall started talking again.

It was a different scene inside the live broadcast room.

"I suddenly had a bad feeling [dog head]"

"You're not alone upstairs [laughing and crying]"

"Four million, can Shen Fei afford this..."

"Don't you still have a car? If it doesn't work out, you can sell that car!"

"What if the car is rented? [Funny]"

"Then the relationship is good, so I can only be forced to become a superstar!"

"嘤嘤嘤~ Being forced to become a superstar... it's really wronging him [face covering]"

"Let me ask you weakly, does everyone think that... the price quoted by Shen Fei is four million... ten thousand?"

"0.0! I lost it~"

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After Shen Fei made the quotation, Mr. Yuan sat in the corner without saying a word, lowering his eyelids and wondering what he was thinking.

The female auctioneer on the stage was also stunned when she discovered that the person bidding was Shen Fei.

He quickly came to his senses.

He glanced at Shen Fei doubtfully and said, "No. 799 bids four million, is there any increase in price?"

"Hey, wait a minute, who said I bid four million!"

After hearing the auctioneer's words, Shen Fei quickly spoke up.

"Huh? Didn't you just say four hundred?"

The auctioneer was a little confused.

"Yeah, four hundred yuan. How much does such a small broken bottle cost four million? I'm afraid it will leak when I buy it and plant flowers! It won't work? Are you crazy about money?"

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0.0! Four hundred dollars? Small broken bottle? water leakage?

Emmmm…

Hearing Shen Fei's description of the bright blue and white piece, everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Hahaha, what am I talking about? Look at your damn charm that has nowhere to go. Come on, come on, let the professional team make an appointment for Shen Fei!"

"Four hundred yuan for a small broken bottle, hahahaha, Shen Fei, you are the brightest kid in Yanjing tonight!"

"I accidentally witnessed history again. Will Shen Fei be recorded in the history of the antique industry? [face covering]"

"Fire prevention, theft prevention, Shen Fei, all the auction houses in Yanjing from now on will probably be in trouble [laughing and crying]"

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"Pfft~"

After Shen Fei finished speaking, a laugh came from the front corner of the hall.

Sensing everyone's attention, Yuan Xiaoyu blushed and quickly covered her mouth.

Then, like Mr. Yuan, he cast curious eyes on Shen Fei in the backcourt.

The auctioneer on the stage twitched his lips.

"You, you, you, you are talking nonsense! You are a bastard! You are sensationalizing! You are talking nonsense!"

The auctioneer blushed and used all the words he knew about Shen Fei.

"Why do you say that this Ming blue and white piece that has been professionally appraised by us is what you call a small broken vase?"

Seeing that the other party was refusing to admit it, Shen Fei said helplessly: "How dare you say that such a deep crack is not a broken bottle?"

As soon as Shen Fei finished speaking, the foreigner who was observing the situation at the auction house in secret stood up instantly.

His eyes became sinister, and his face began to look a little uncertain!

Auction site.

After hearing Shen Fei's explanation, others.

They all started to look at each other.

His eyes then fell on the bright blue and white piece on the stage.

"Cracks? No! The glaze is very smooth!"

"What does he mean? Is this Ming Jiajing blue and white cone-handled vase made of spliced ​​pieces?"

"Impossible, how could this kind of counterfeiting technique from the last century escape the detection of modern technology!"

"I can't understand!"

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"You know what you are talking about!"

The auctioneer on the stage asked Shen Fei sharply.

Shen Fei rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Are you trying to say again that these words are questioning the credibility of your auction house, questioning the character of so-and-so, and questioning the entire Yanjing antique world? I've said it out loud. If you are really so confident, Let Mr. Yuan do a good appraisal again!"

"Mr. Yuan?"

After hearing Shen Fei's words, everyone's eyes turned to the old man sitting quietly in the corner.

Seeing Shen Fei actually pulling up his tiger skin, Mr. Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.

"This boy!"

After giving Shen Fei a helpless look, the old man finally walked onto the auction stage.

"Mr. Yuan?"

Seeing the old man coming to his side again, the auctioneer became a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, I'll just take a look!"

With that said, Mr. Yuan took out his equipment and looked at it carefully...

Time passes slowly.

Old people who are at work are more focused than anyone else.

From the bottom of the tire to the body of the bottle.

Except for Shen Fei, no one noticed that the old man's gloved left hand moved along the entire crack.

"Tsk~"

a long time.

Mr. Yuan finally stopped the appraisal work.

Carefully put the bottle back.

There was no expression on his face.

"Mr. Yuan? What's the result?"

The auctioneer asked the old man in a low voice.

Everyone in the hall also pricked up their ears.

Under everyone's gaze, the old man shook his head and said slowly: "I'm really sorry, I'm not good at learning. This bright blue and white piece... I can't tell the authenticity from the fake! I suggest it be rejected!"

As he spoke, he ignored everyone's stunned expressions and walked back to his seat with his hands behind his back.

Hearing this, everyone looked a little surprised.

"What do you mean? Forgetting just one piece, you can't tell the authenticity of two pieces in a row? How is that possible!"

"Yes, forget about the others, he is Mr. Yuan!"

"What's going on? What's so fishy about today's auction item?"

"The Jiali Auction House said it was true, this young man said it was false, but Mr. Yuan said he couldn't tell the truth from the false... Which one was this?"

"Yes, who should I believe? If this matter goes wrong, it will cause a big earthquake in the entire Yanjing antique world!"

"..."

Mr. Yuan's words made the atmosphere in the scene become subtle.

The instigator, Shen Fei, frowned and kept his eyes on Mr. Yuan.

He was sure that Mr. Yuan must have discovered the crack, but why didn't he point it out?

What is the purpose of throwing two smoke bombs in such an untrue way?

Can't figure it out.

Shen Fei didn't think too much.

The system's tasks have not been completed yet.

He must find a way to get the glass lamp back.

While thinking about this, Shen Fei's eyes fell on the national treasure that was glowing with fluorescence in his eyes.

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