Door-to-door dragon son-in-law

Chapter 62 You know what a shit

Seeing Qin Aodong's arrogance, the crowd around him held their breath, thinking, this Ye Chen dared to contradict Young Master Qin, this time he would suffer a big loss.

Ye Chen still looked calm, and smiled: "I think you are also in the antique industry, have you ever thought about what is the most important thing in the antique industry?"

Qin Aodong asked coldly: "What is the most important thing?"

Ye Chen laughed, and said, "Of course the most important thing is the rules!"

After all, I raised my volume a bit, and said loudly: "Antiques are first come, first served. I arrive first. Even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, if I don't give it to you, you can't grab it openly. Otherwise, you will break the rules today. Who else will do business with you in this business tomorrow? By that time, you, Young Master Qin, will probably become a street mouse and everyone will shout and beat you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Aodong was stunned, and a flash of anger flashed across his face.

There is indeed such a rule in the world of antiques, and he is a self-proclaimed literary scholar, so he is naturally very clear about this rule.

If today's news spread, the shopkeepers he usually dealt with might also stay away, for fear of offending other customers.

Qin Aodong didn't expect that this Ye Chen would make himself unable to get off the stage with just a few words!

He stared at Ye Chen fiercely, really wanting to kick that face.

But he still swallowed his anger forcefully, gritted his teeth and said, "Turtle! Do you really think that Mr. Ben is interested in your rock? I just want you to know that not everyone can play with antiques." Since you are a poor ghost, you should go home and farm as soon as possible, so as not to tarnish Fengya!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Aodong rolled up his sleeves with a dark face, and raised his arms in front of Ye Chen's eyes: "Open your dog eyes, let me see clearly! This string of chicken blood jade, I received 150 million yuan from Lingnan Yes! Have you ever seen such a fine thing?"

The bracelet on Qin Aodong's wrist was crystal clear, bright red and shining in the sun, it was really beautiful, and the eyes of all the people around were wide open.

Zhang Ermao stared at the bracelet, and swallowed hard: "I'm so stupid, it's really a good thing!"

"Hmph! Of course!" Qin Aodong was very pleased with everyone's reaction.

Afterwards, he cast a contemptuous glance at Ye Chen, lifted his collar, and pulled out a gourd-shaped jade piece tied around his neck: "Look at this again!"

"This piece of chalcedony was a coming-of-age gift given to him by the emperor of the Sui Dynasty. 88 eminent monks set up an altar to consecrate it, and recited Buddha for 300 days! It is worth [-] million! I can turn bad luck into good fortune by wearing it on my body. Start the momentum!"

Hearing that this piece of gourd chalcedony was so big, the crowd stretched their necks and rushed to watch.

Zhang Ermao flapped his nostrils excitedly, as if someone had slapped him, and stared at the jade gourd with greedy eyes, wishing to swallow it.

Holding the jade gourd, Qin Aodong sneered at Ye Chen twice: "The poor play with watches, the rich play with jade, you are a poor man, you can't even afford a decent dress, and you want to buy antiques, it makes people laugh out loud."

His tone was sarcastic, and the crowd around him looked at Ye Chen from time to time.

Indeed, Ye Chen didn't look like a rich man, he was wearing the most common white T-shirt, jeans and a pair of sneakers, no different from a working young man.

As for Qin Aodong's outfit, it seems ordinary, but anyone who knows the business knows that this suit is expensive, it is completely handmade, and it costs at least six figures from head to toe.

Ye Chen looked at Qin Aodong's smug look, and felt that this person was fucking funny, but in fact he was not a villain at all, at best he was a heartless and silly young master.

So, Ye Chen sized him up and asked with a smile: "Are you rich? Look at your bracelet, it looks really good, but it's a pity...it's a fake."

Qin Aodong was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily: "You are talking nonsense, my bracelet cannot be a fake."

"If you don't believe me, ask the owners of some antique shops around."

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, and said with something in his words: "If you have money to play antiques, it depends on who plays them. If a blind person insists on getting involved in the antique circle, pretending to know what he doesn't know, in the eyes of others He's just a fat sheep, not even a fancier."

Qin Aodong's face was full of anger, he could hear Ye Chen mocking his ignorance, and said sharply: "If my bracelet is real, you can kneel down and admit your mistake on the spot, how about it!"

"Okay." Ye Chen agreed, with an extremely relaxed attitude, "Take artificial bloodstone as chicken blood jade, I can only say that you are really talented."

Qin Aodong was satirized by him, his face flushed, he turned his head fiercely, and said to the crowd watching.

"Boss Zhang and Boss Li, please give me an appraisal to see if this bracelet is real or not."

The two people who were named by him suddenly showed embarrassment and looked at each other.

Appraisal of antiques, no matter whether it is true or false, is a matter of offending people, and it may even offend colleagues.

"Young Master Qin, we both have limited knowledge, so we really can't tell."

Qin Aodong said angrily: "Don't think that I don't know what you are doing. You can appraise it for me. Whether it is true or not, I won't bother you! But if you fool me, I will ask someone to appraise it afterwards. You must know you Tell lies, I can't forgive you."

"Young Master Qin, don't be angry!"

The two came forward in fright.

No one who does business in the antique street dares to offend Young Master Qin.

So the two antique shop owners had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the jade strings for a closer look.

A few minutes later, one of the bosses laughed dryly, "Qin, Young Master Qin, that little brother is right, your bracelet... bracelet..."

"Say!" Qin Aodong shouted coldly.

The boss was so frightened that he said quickly, "Your bracelet is indeed artificial bloodstone, not jade."

As soon as his words fell, Qin Aodong's face turned ashen, and quickly became congested and red, as if he had been slapped in public.

His throat swallowed hard several times, as if he was about to get angry.

The two bosses quickly retreated into the crowd in fright, not daring to show their heads again.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Do you believe it now? Young Master Qin is really rich and powerful to buy a bunch of artificial stones for 150 million."

"I was wrong this time!" Qin Aodong gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it just 150 million, do you think I will be short of this money? Even if my bracelet is fake, but my jade gourd is always Really, absolutely genuine!"

For this jade gourd, Qin Aodong is [-]% confident!
Because he did find an expert to appraise it, and this gourd is indeed a high-quality ancient jade, dating from the Sui Dynasty!

Ye Chen snorted coldly: "I'm afraid there won't be another idiot like you in the whole world if you can wear such a fierce thing as a treasure!"

"What did you say! It's just nonsense!"

Qin Aodong roared fiercely, and the veins on his forehead protruded.

Ye Chen said lightly: "You actually keep such a vicious thing close to your body, you are lucky that you are not dead yet."

Qin Aodong's face was ugly, but with the lesson learned just now, he was not sure whether Ye Chen's words were true or not, so he asked with wide eyes, "Why do you say that?"

"Take a good look at the shape of this jade gourd!"

Ye Chen said coldly: "Could it be that when you received the jade, you didn't check it. What exactly is this shape of jade for?"

Qin Aodong yelled with some confidence: "This, isn't this the coming-of-age ceremony of the Sui Emperor! Gourds represent auspiciousness, and jade players know it well. I understand this matter better than you poor bastard! You know what a fart!"

(End of this chapter)