Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Yang Xiaobao snorted and said: "I've given you the explanation just now, you don't think about whether what I said is right, but instead mess around here."

"I'm messing around, it's you messing around!"

At this time, Mr. Luo couldn't stand it any longer, he coughed, and said, "Feng Dehui, you are a bit outrageous."

Feng Dehui immediately laughed and said: "Old man, you saw it just now, he is bullying me because of you, and he doesn't want me to do business, so you don't care about it."

"I said boss, are you really sure your stuff is real?"

"of course it's true!"

"What if it's fake?"

Feng Dehui straightened his neck and said, "Impossible, it's absolutely true."

Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "What I'm talking about is, if it's fake, what should I do?"

"If it's fake, you can do whatever you say!"

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "That's good."

"Then what if it's true?" Feng Dehui sneered.

Yang Xiaobao snorted: "If it's true, let alone 300 million, even 1000 million, I'll buy it too."

A Ming Dynasty blue and white bowl, 300 million, what a joke, you have to start with tens of millions.

"Okay, okay, that's what you said." Feng Dehui's eyes lit up, pointing at Yang Xiaobao and saying.

Yang Xiaobao nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, I said it."

"Our two judgments can't make sense, so how about finding an authoritative professional?"

Hearing what Yang Xiaobao said, Mr. Luo immediately nodded and said, "I think Xiaobao's suggestion is very good. I'll call now and find an expert."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Fifteen minutes later, an old man with all white hair hurried in.

"Old Luo!"

"Haha, Mr. Liu, I'm really sorry that I interrupted your leisure time and asked you to come here."

Yang Dehui and the onlookers gasped when they saw this old Liu with all white hair.

"This, isn't this the Master Liu who often appears on TV?"

"Yes, yes, that's him, the director of the Provincial Museum, the number one appraisal expert in our province."

"The chief appraiser of the Provincial TV Appreciation Conference."

……

Those onlookers all pointed at this old Liu and talked about it.

Even Feng Dehui immediately became respectful when he saw him.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be the famous Mr. Liu. You can visit my small shop, which really makes my small shop flourish!"

Feng Dehui stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, wanting to shake hands with Mr. Liu.

Liu Lao smiled, shook hands with him, turned to ask Luo Lao: "Luo Lao, you asked me to come this time, is there something wrong?"

Luo Lao pointed to the celadon grape bowl, and said, "Liu Lao, this Boss Feng said something good, let me have a look, this little friend of mine..."

He pointed to Yang Xiaobao and said: "He said that this bowl is fake, but Boss Feng said that this is real, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while, so I want you to come over and make a decision."

Elder Liu looked at the bowl curiously, and then at Yang Xiaobao curiously.

"This one……"

He bent down and looked at the bowl, with a look of surprise on his face.

Seeing Liu Lao's expression, Feng Dehui smiled, and said triumphantly: "Let me just say, this bowl is real, even Liu Lao thinks it is real."

But Liu Lao said coldly: "When did I say this bowl is real?"

Old Liu's words made Feng Dehui dumbfounded.

The rest of the people were also stunned.

"Old Liu, what do you mean, this bowl..." Elder Luo asked.

Liu Lao smiled and said: "The grapes on this bowl, no matter the lines or the thick ink, are not real, and judging from the gap, the quality of the fetus is not from that era."

Everyone present was stunned.

They never expected that what Liu Lao said was exactly the same as what Yang Xiaobao said.

Feng Dehui looked at Old Liu in disbelief, and then at Yang Xiaobao.

He laughed dryly twice, and said, "You two are not in collusion, are you?"

"Hmph, do you think we are in collusion?" Elder Liu said coldly, "You underestimate me too!"

"That's right, Feng Dehui, what you said is a little too much, how can you say that about Mr. Liu." Mr. Luo was also angry.

"But, this, this bowl..."

Old Liu snorted and asked, "Then let me ask you, how much did you pay for this bowl?"

"300 million!"

"Is it really 300 million?" Liu Lao asked.

Feng Dehui's complexion changed, and he mumbled, "Old Liu, since it's fake, then don't ask how much it is."

"Hmph, I've seen this bowl before. It was in the hands of a friend. We knew it was fake at the time. He bought it for 3000 yuan and sold it for 5000 yuan."

Hearing Liu Lao's words, many people immediately widened their eyes in amazement.

Mr. Liu snorted coldly and said, "If I'm not wrong, the person who bought it for 5000 yuan should be you."

Feng Dehui was exposed by Mr. Liu, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

He looked at Mr. Luo anxiously.

Mr. Luo's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Yang Xiaobao mocked: "I never thought that some people would dare to sell something worth 5000 yuan for 300 million."

Feng Dehui wiped the sweat off his face, and said to Mr. Luo: "Mr. Luo, I think this is true, so..."

"Okay, Feng Dehui, you don't need to say anything. I didn't expect you to be such a person. It seems that I am really blind. I believe you."

Feng Dehui knew that if he offended Mr. Luo, he would never want to open a shop here again.

"Feng Dehui, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Luo!" Old Liu said coldly.

"Plop!" Feng Dehui's legs softened in fright, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Old man, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me." Feng Dehui said with a sad face.

Mr. Luo waved his hand and said, "Feng Dehui, get up, you make others think I'm bullying you. You and I are in a business relationship, so I just don't buy your things."

When Feng Dehui saw Mr. Luo say this, he obviously refused to forgive himself, but he had no choice but to stand up resentfully.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to see that this thing is fake. It seems that you have a deep understanding of antiques."

At this time, Mr. Liu stopped talking to Feng Dehui, but turned to look at Yang Xiaobao, and said with a smile.

Yang Xiaobao quickly waved his hands and said, "This little thing of mine is nothing in front of you."

"Xiaobao, thank you, if it wasn't for you this time, I might really have been tricked by this bastard!" Mr. Luo said.

Yang Xiaobao turned to look at Feng Dehui, snorted, and said, "We made a bet just now, do you remember?"

Feng Dehui was about to cry, he nodded and said, "I remember, I remember."