Medical Immortal City Happy

Chapter 204 Fake Antiques

Su Haiyang thought that the old man had taken a fancy to the vase, so he came to ask the question, and was a little pleasantly surprised.

He quickly dug out the price of buying the vase from his memory, suppressed the desperation in his tone, and quoted the price.

"At that time, I thought the vase was in good condition and had a long history. It took a full 5000 million yuan to buy it from someone else."

"If I didn't really attach importance to this auction, I wouldn't be willing to take out the vase and sell it. If this thing is stored at home, it may increase in value in a few years."

His business partner flattered him: "Young Master Su's vision is obvious to all. Since you have said so, I will spend money to buy this vase today."

Su Haiyang was ecstatic in his heart, deliberately waved his hands and said modestly: "It would be great to be liked by you. As for my vision, I'm not very good at it. Some of it is just luck."

"You are too humble, luck is also a kind of strength."

The two of them quickly began to compliment each other, and many people who wanted to cooperate with Su Haiyang joined their conversation not to be outdone.

For a while, they chatted in full swing.

The old man really didn't expect this situation. He stood there for a moment, unable to help but laugh, thinking about what their faces would look like when they knew the truth later.

Suppressing a smile, he asked Lin Yan a question.

"I don't know, little brother, how much do you think this vase is worth?"

His question attracted Su Haiyang's attention, and the venue immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yan.

Lin Yan shook his head and laughed helplessly, knowing that the old man didn't want to offend Su Haiyang, so he had no choice but to speak.

"This vase is worth at most 300 million."

Su Haiyang's joy was completely suppressed by this number, and he frowned in astonishment.

He reached out and took the vase and put it in his hand to look at it carefully. His movements were quite rough, and he spoke in disapproval.

"It must be more than that. The vases are all antiques. How could it be so cheap?"

The person who sold him the vase had known him for many years, and there was absolutely no possibility of deceiving him.

Seeing the conflict between the two people he hated the most, Su Haode stopped being sober-faced and looked at it with interest. He was happy no matter which side lost. He poked the dog's leg beside him and asked a question.

"Hey, which one of them is right?"

The dog leg guessed Su Haode's thoughts, and it took a long time before he gave an answer cautiously.

"I think it's the young master who said it, right? After all, I have so many years of appreciation."

Su Haode nodded thoughtfully, and took a sip of tea cheerfully.

"Just treat it as watching a play."

Seeing that Su Haode's mood finally improved, the dog leg breathed a sigh of relief, and kept saying bad things about Lin Yan, and Su Haode responded to him one after another.

Su Haiyang watched Lin Yan say nothing for a long time, just staring at the vase in his hand. He was in a state of confusion, trying to think of a retort.

If the vase is really a fake, not only will he lose 5000 million, but he will also lose face in this auction and ruin his reputation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the hesitation of his business partner, and he was so anxious that he said to Lin Yan.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense. Since you say that my vase is fake, then tell me some reasons and let me listen."

The business partner picked up the teacup, took a sip to cover up his emotions, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and secretly prayed that no accident would happen.

He had already put his words on the table before, if this vase is really a fake, even if he bought it back at the reserve price, he would lose nothing more.

Lin Yan knew that Su Haiyang would never trust an "outsider" like himself, so he simply stopped talking and just sat on the chair and looked at the old man.

The old man stood up, touched his beard with a smile, and spoke for Lin Yan.

"This little brother is right."

Seeing that the people present didn't believe it, the old man began to explain: "If the vase is real, then the price is indeed worth what you said, or even far more than that. Unfortunately, it is a fake. Not ordinary cultural relics."

fake?

Su Haiyang's eyes went dark, his eyes widened, and he felt that the old man was standing on Lin Yan's side, slapping his face.

This is an auction, where are there so many fakes?
What's more, before the auction, their appraiser checked it carefully, and the appraisal was indeed genuine.

Su Haiyang held the last extravagant hope in his heart and racked his brains to think of a way. He said to the old man with a calm face.

"Our family's appraiser is also here, why don't you ask him to come out and appraise whether this vase is real or fake, and how much the price is worth. If your appraisal is wrong, I hope you can tell the people present."

The security guard behind him took out the walkie-talkie and called the backstage people. The appraiser ran out in a hurry, nodding and bowing to Su Haiyang.

"Master Su."

Su Haiyang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and because he was eager for the truth, he directly pressed the vase into his hand with a serious expression.

"Hurry up and take a look. Is this vase real or fake? Or has it been transferred?"

The appraiser heard that this was the problem, and he was greatly relieved. Before, he thought that the antique was damaged by his hands, and Su Haiyang wanted to settle the score with him.

Wearing special gloves, he held the vase in his hand, took the tools from the assistant who rushed over, examined the vase for a long time, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Su, the vase is the original one, it hasn't been repackaged, and it's the real thing."

Su Haiyang moved back to the game, exhaled a foul breath, and raised his eyebrows at Lin Yan and the old man.

"Professional appraisers say this is true. I don't know if the two have different opinions."

The eyes of the rest of the auctioneers were on Lin Yan, wanting to see if he had a different opinion, whether it was the professional appraiser who won or him.

"I see, he just wanted to show off on purpose, but now he accidentally overturned the car."

"But I was shocked. I thought this thing was really fake. Now that I think about it, how could there be fakes in the auction held by the Su family?"

Mo Yuxuan's breathing tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Lin Yan, thinking that he was going to embarrass himself at this auction.

Lin Yan took the vase unhurriedly, as roughly as if he were treating worthless iron tools. He weighed the vase, still without saying a word.

Seeing that Lin Yan had no intention of explaining, the old man could only take up the topic with a sigh.

"The problem lies in the dynasty. The color of this vase is wrong. Cloisonné enamel in the Tang Dynasty did not have such a matching color."

After hearing what he said, the appraiser who was originally calm and determined, his expression changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)