City's Appreciation Eye

Chapter 9
"Boy, what do you want to do?"

The fox-masked man's voice was obviously sullen.

"This ink of yours must be fake!"

Bai Hao stared at the fox-faced man's pupils with burning eyes.

"You... nonsense, of course it is true!"

The fox-masked man obviously dodged his eyes.

"What? Fake?"

Han Qingyun couldn't believe it: "Brother, did you read it wrong? I have carefully checked these two items. There is no problem with the material or the year. How could it be fake?"

"My friend, you say that our writing and ink are fakes. Do you have any basis for this?"

The peach-faced man spoke slowly, his voice cold.

"Ok?"

Bai Hao was stunned and took a deep look at the peach-faced man.

This woman's voice seemed more familiar, but it gave her a paradoxical feeling.

"Hmph, I don't think you guys are trading in good faith at all!"

The fox-faced man snorted coldly, and grabbed the box: "There are many people who want this sapphire pen and ink, and your family is right here!"

"You two, don't be angry!"

Han Qingyun looked anxious: "Brother, what do you mean?"

"Ha ha!"

Bai Hao talked and smiled, squinting at the pen and ink in the box.

The eyes are flowing, and the halo on the pen and ink is flowing, very beautiful, which shows that these two things are indeed ancient relics.

But there are two halos of different colors on one pen, and the shades are different, which can only explain one problem. This pen is indeed an antique, but it is faked by splicing two antiques of different years.

Antiquities are faked, and the craftsmanship is proficient. This kind of fake objects, if not for their own insight into the world, even a treasure appraiser would not be able to easily discover the clues.

"Can you do it or not? Let's go!"

The fox-faced man glanced at Bai Hao impatiently.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Bai Hao raised his head and laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

The peach-faced man frowned slightly.

"I laugh at the good tricks of the two of you. This skill of pretending to be real is really amazing!"

"Boy, what on earth do you mean? You broke the contract and violated the deal, and now you actually framed our goods as fake. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will definitely make you look good!"

The fox face glared at Bai Hao angrily.

"Okay, since you want to explain, I will convince you!"

After Bai Hao said that, he raised his hand and snatched the sapphire pen.

"what are you doing……"

The fox-faced man came to his senses, and just as he was about to stop it, the sapphire pen had already been smashed to the ground by Bai Hao.

With a snap, several sections of the Jasper pen barrel split instantly.

"Bastard, you're crazy..."

The fox-masked man looked ashamed and indignant: "Dare to smash my old lady's pen, if you don't lose money today, don't even think about leaving!"

"Bai...brother, what are you doing!"

In desperation, Han Qingyun almost called out Bai Hao's name.

"Guys, don't be impatient!"

Bai Hao smiled faintly, slowly bent down and pulled out a golden thread from the broken pen holder.

"The gold thread from the Yuan Dynasty is round enough!"

"Hey, this is..."

Han Qingyun was stunned. As an expert in the antique circle, he instantly understood what Bai Hao meant.

The gold and silverware refining technology at the end of the Yuan Dynasty still used the wire drawing method. Even the most skilled craftsmen could not make the front and back of the gold wires exactly the same thickness.

In Bai Hao's hand, the gold thread was completely round and the thickness was exactly the same. It was clearly a gold thread that could only be produced by modern machinery.

"This pen is indeed from the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and this wolf hair is also from the end of the Yuan Dynasty. It is faked from ancient objects, and coupled with the superb carving and seal carving, this work is enough to confuse the real with the fake. Unfortunately, the fake will never be true!"

Bai Hao looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

"you……"

The fox-faced man's eyes were burning, but he couldn't say a word.

"Hmph, won't you two explain it?"

Han Qingyun's face darkened slightly.

"I admire this friend's sharp eyesight!"

The peach-faced man looked at Bai Hao quietly: "This sapphire pen is indeed a fake, but this red sandalwood ink is real, so let's give it to you two as a souvenir!"

"Yu...sister, how is this possible?"

The fox-faced man stamped his feet anxiously.

"Hehe, in that case, thank you!"

Bai Hao picked up the brocade box with a smile.

"Farewell!"

Han Qingyun snorted coldly, and walked out of the private room angrily.

"Miss Ben is so mad!"

Seeing the two leave, the fox mask angrily took off the fox mask, revealing a magnificent face, which was exactly Yun Huarong.

The peach-faced man Qianqian also took off his mask. His face was like a silver plate, his pupils were like autumn water, and his expression was cold like a fairy in the moon. He was Bai Hao's former fiancée, Song Yuqing.

"Really, the money is about to come in hand, this brat who escaped somewhere, ruined our good deeds!"

Yun Huarong clenched her pink fist, and the beautiful scenery in front of her trembled: "If I let you know who this kid is, I must punish him!"

"The opponent's vision is outstanding, and we won't lose!"

Song Yuqing smiled and shook her head.

"Sister Qing, don't even mention that this kid is powerful enough. My deceitful technique can fool even the old ones in the five sects, but I was actually seen through by a brat!"

Yun Huarong pouted: "Judging from the voice of that kid, he must be eighteen or nineteen years old, what a freak!"

"Hehe, Huarong, I have already said that there are countless masters in this ghost market, and they should not be underestimated. Even the most perfect fraud will have loopholes!"

Song Yuqing said lightly: "Let's learn a lesson this time!"

"However, without the 1000 million yuan, we will have to auction off the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead in a while. I heard that for the sake of the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, a lot of old things came here today!"

Hearing Yun Huarong's words, Song Yuqing frowned slightly.

"Nine-eyed Dzi Bead, we must get it. If there is no other way, we can only..."

on the street.

Han Qingyun had a look of emotion on his face.

"It's hard to guard against, if it's not for Brother Bai this time, I'm going to punch my eyes!"

"Brother Bai, please accept my respect!"

"Brother Han, what are you doing, get up!"

Bai Hao quickly pulled Han Qingyun back.

"If you hadn't brought me to the Ghost City, I wouldn't have known there was such an interesting place in Cloud City!"

He said, and handed the brocade box containing red sandalwood ink to Han Qingyun.

"No, I can't have it!"

Han Qingyun refused: "I haven't had time to thank you, how can I want your things!"

"Brother Han, take it, this thing is of no use to me anyway!"

Bai Hao grinned: "If you're a brother, don't talk so much!"

"This……"

Han Qingyun hesitated for a moment, nodded and took the box.

"Okay, I won't say anything else, it's my brother who owes you a favor, if you have any troubles in the future, there is only one sentence, I will do my best!"

"Haha, don't worry, if I have something to do, I will definitely come to you, who made you an invisible local tyrant!"

Bai Hao smiled: "Let's go, it's a rare time to come to the ghost market. There are so many treasures, you can't miss them. I have to make a good profit from them!"

"Choo Choo Choo……"

At this moment, nine fireworks shot up into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire ancient house as bright as day.

"What... what happened?"

Bai Hao asked curiously.

Han Qingyun squinted at the fireworks with serious eyes.

"Brother Bai, if we want Taobao, we have to speed up the time. The ghost market auction will start in half an hour!"

(End of this chapter)