Chapter 7 – The Painting in the vase
The person that brought the blue and white porcelain vase over was a suspicious looking young man, he didn't look like anyone proper.
On the other hand, the pawn shop owner looked rather kind with a beard in the shape of "八".
Hearing the young man's question, the owner walked over and took the blue and white porcelain in his hands, then carefully examined it with a magnifying glass.
The blue and white porcelain was about a meter tall. When it appeared, many people came over to watch, but those that were more experienced quickly shook their heads and left.
It was clear that it was a fake.
The pawn shop owner was naturally someone who could tell. After looking at it a little and noticing that it was a fake, he lost interest.
"Shop owner..."
"Your blue and white porcelain is a modern forgery. Such a large fellow would just take up space in my shop, so please take it away."
"Shop owner, you can't be wanting to intentionally push the price down. Just name the price, if I think it's suitable, then I'll sell it."
The shop owner clearly wasn't a petty person. He didn't get angry, and instead laughed when he heard the young man say that.
"I, Liu Yong, rely on trust to stay in the antique street for ten odd years. You can casually take it to anyone with a bit of experience, ask them if I lied to you."
All of a sudden, many people that were a bit more experienced all sounded out their agreements.
Actually, the young man also clearly knew that this blue and white porcelain was fake, he merely wanted to try his luck to see if he can scare anyone.
However, his brain might be offline, since he actually came to the antique street to try and trick people.
"Wait a sec."
Ye Zichen stopped the young man, and pointed at the blue and white porcelain.
"How much do you want for it?"
The young man's eyes shone, it seems like his luck wasn't bad, there really was an idiot that fell for it.
"Little fellow, his blue and white porcelain is a fake, it is also rather crudely made. It would take up a lot of space in the living room. It isn't worth collecting at all."
Liu Yong couldn't help but make a reminder out of good will. When the young man heard that someone wanted to destroy his business, he shouted out.
"You evil businessmen! You worked together with the bystanders to trick me. Right now, someone that understands the industry wants to buy it and you want to accuse me. Do you believe that I won't pour a bucket of black dog blood onto your shop at night?"
The moment he finished speaking, Liu Yong's expression blanked.
Businessmen did avoid this sort of stuff. What's more, he wasn't related to Ye Zichen at all, so all he could do was make a simple reminder.
He sighed lightly, then shook his head and returned into the shop. The young man also rubbed his hands with a smile.
"Boss, how much are you preparing to pay?"
"The pawn shop owner said that yours is a forgery just. It isn't really fake, right?"
Ye Zichen pretended like he didn't understand anything and asked carefully.
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