Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 64 Security
"He is!" Ale pointed at Feng Wei: "Talk to him if you have anything to do!"

"You... What's the matter?" Looking at the black suit, Feng Wei always felt that something was wrong, but just in case, he asked cautiously.

"Look at my baby..."

The black suit took out a small red wooden box, opened it and said, "How much is it worth?"

"Oh? Selling antiques?"

Feng Wei finally came to his senses. Although this guy was also dressed in black, his appearance and hunched body were far from the uncle in the black suit that day. No wonder he always felt something was wrong.

He didn't take his box either, Feng Wei just leaned over to take a look, Chinese and foreign Tongbao, Guan Ping one tael of silver.

This is the fourth year of Xianfeng, Shanghai Jianghai Customs was established, and the Qing government entrusted foreign advanced mints to mint silver coins. There are no more than a few dozen of these silver coins in existence, and they are extremely rare on the market. In the past two years, their value has soared to about 200 million each. ...

But... Most of the Chinese and foreign Tongbaos seen on the market today are counterfeit coins, and there are no real ones at all!
Like the coin in this big man's hand, it can be fake. Not only are the two dragons and the gossip diagram on the back engraved in incised, even the words "Chinese and foreign Tongbao Guanping one tael of silver" on the front are also engraved in incised. The coinage technology is a trifling matter...

"Go and talk to the person who sold you silver coins!" Feng Wei sighed: "Counterfeiting also requires technical support..." What? "The young man in the black suit was a little confused.

Over there, A Le let out a "puchi" laugh.

"I mean!"

Feng Wei glanced at Ale, then stared at the black suit and said: "Your coins are fake!

"You bullshit!"

Hearing Feng Wei say that the coins are fake, the black suit immediately turned his face: "You are unreasonable, my treasure is real!"

"I said this old man!"

Feng Wei looked at his neurotic look, and said helplessly: "Everything should be reasonable, okay! Just find an ancient coin and see if there are any characters and patterns that are indented? Then it looks like a forgery, okay? !"

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense!"

The black suit came to the door of the auction house cursing: "What kind of blind experts can't even tell the authenticity of fucking antiques, how shameless you are!"

"This person...isn't here to make trouble?" Ale at the front desk asked doubtfully.

Even if you really think there is a problem with Feng Wei's appraisal, you can take it to another house and sell it. What does it mean to swear at the door?
Feng Wei also felt that there was a problem, so he rushed to the door quickly, and was about to argue with the black suit, when he heard a burst of noisy footsteps behind him.

Turning around to look, oh, a large group of colleagues hurried over.

Spring Breeze, Zangbaozhai, Tianlin Pavilion, Huitong Antique City...

They were all veteran appraisers from several nearby shops, and they rushed over in a hurry under the leadership of Old Feng from Chunfeng Antique Shop.

That old Feng shouted loudly as he walked: "Speak up if you have something to say, why are you arguing, don't speak loudly if you have a reason!"

Seeing a ghost, Feng Wei didn't speak at all, just the black suit was making trouble by himself, okay?

"Yes, yes! Your favorite auction house can't be so domineering, you should take a closer look at whether it is true or not"

A word from Zang Baozhai's little glasses made Feng Wei wake up in an instant, this... is not a good person...

Looking at the colleagues who came neatly, Feng Wei would be a fool if he couldn't guess that the black suit was "Tuo".

"Everyone, everyone!"

The black suit played really hard: "Look at me, baby, what kind of shit appraiser, he insists it's fake!"

As he spoke, he shook the wooden box in front of everyone: "Tell me, it's true!"

"Yo, Zhongwai Tongbao, it's real at first glance!"

"It's real!"

"I didn't see that it was fake..."

All the appraisers laughed.

That old Feng even laughed and said: "Xiao Feng, although we are all surnamed Feng, I still want to tell you a few words, no matter what, you have to understand it before telling others whether it is true or not. ..."

Looking around, following the chatter of these people, a large group of people had already gathered at the entrance of the auction house. At this time, the experts behind all rushed out, and Wang Baoguo was the first to ask: "What's going on, what's going on?" ?”

"He said my baby is fake!"

With the support of a group of "experts", the black suit became more imposing, and he handed the wooden box to Wang Baoguo.

"Huh? Why are they all sticking out!"

Before Wang Baoguo could speak, Ale behind him shouted, "You, you're messing around!"

"What the hell!"

The black suit looked dissatisfied: "You guys are blind, okay?"

"what happened!"

Feng Wei stepped forward, took a look at the arm in the black suit, and suddenly realized that the coins in the box had changed. Now it's really a lot...

"Switch the bag meter!"

Feng Wei understood instantly in his heart, looked up at the black suit, and the man also pretended to stare at him: "What are you looking at, you are blind, you can't even tell the truth from the fake, I am the truth!"

Although this guy roared loudly, his eyes were a little flustered.

Flipping the coins in the wooden box back and forth, Feng Wei sighed again and again, and glanced at "Tuoer": "You, it's too memorized, and it's fake!"

"What is fake again!"

The black suit was furious: "What do you mean?"

"Means nothing!"

Feng Wei sneered and said, "Anyway, the money is fake!"

After that, he looked at the other colleagues: "You don't think it's true, do you?"

"But then again..."

Feng Wei said with a grin: "There are very few Chinese and foreign Tongbao in the world, and even the photos circulated on the Internet are mostly fakes. It is even said that a Chinese and foreign Tongbao that sold for more than 100 million yuan in a certain auction is a fabricated thing. , so it's not surprising that everyone looks away..."

"Let me see..." Wang Baoguo leaned over and took a look: "Yo, it's really fake!"

"Bullshit!"

Old Feng over there first leaned over to take a look, and then said angrily: "This is obviously true..."

"I see, I see!"

Hearing that it was Chinese and foreign Tongbao, a colleague from outside the crowd came over. Feng Wei agreed that it was Liu Mincheng, an appraiser from another auction house. This guy loves collecting coins and is very accomplished in this field.

Liu Mincheng picked up the coin and looked at it for a few times, and finally shook his head in disappointment: "The workmanship is quite real, but unfortunately it is indeed fake!"

"This is impossible!"

Hearing the same words from outsiders, the old Feng of Chunfengxing was anxious: "This coin of mine..."

"Your?" Feng Wei looked at him again and sneered.

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)