After being knocked away by the school beauty, I managed to become the richest man in the world

You went through such a big detour just to express this to me?

cut!

What is Zuo Bing that I can't handle?

If she knew that she and Zuo Bing were the last line of defense, I wonder what she would think?

Forget it, let this self-righteous college beauty be proud, right?

Chen Fan came to Baibaozhai.

Zuo Handong saw him coming and said excitedly, "Little brother, come on, please sit inside."

"Let me introduce to you, these are all big guys in the antiques circle."

There were six or seven people sitting in the store, and these people looked like boss-level figures at first glance.

Someone was wearing a Tang suit with a Xingyue Bodhi in his hand.

Some people were holding walnuts in a dish and had their hair slicked back, looking like a big shot.

Seeing Zuo Handong calling Chen Fan over, everyone was stunned and quickly frowned, "Mr. Zuo, what do you mean?"

"A little brat like this comes here to help everyone watch?"

"What are you kidding?"

"When we were playing in this industry, he probably wasn't even a tadpole."

……

Several people expressed disdain, Zuo Handong said, "Hey, you can't say that."

"There is no lasting learning, only those who are capable are teachers."

"Chen Fan is a top student at Jiangzhou University. Although we entered the industry relatively early, he is a professional!"

"It doesn't hurt to show him."

"Okay, then for the sake of Mr. Zuo, let him take a look and open his eyes."

A man in his fifties, wearing a long gown, responded contemptuously.

This man's dress is very interesting. He is also wearing a long coat on a hot day and has two gourds in his hands.

It feels like an ancient shopkeeper.

There is an antique on the table of Baibaozhai, about ten centimeters high.

"Little brother, this is this treasure."

"We have been studying it for a while just now, but we didn't see anything. Please help me take a look."

Chen Fan just took a casual look and immediately concluded that this was a folk kiln from the [-]s.

But Zuo Handong told himself that this was from the Jin Dynasty.

Chen Fan did not make a conclusion immediately, but picked up the jar and looked at it carefully.

Although I can't see any clues, from a layman's point of view, this thing is indeed the same as the real thing.

The whole jar exudes an ancient atmosphere, as if it has really existed for thousands of years.

But he believed the information he saw with his own eyes. Needless to say, this jar must have been deliberately made to be old, but the level of oldness was so high that the people present were blinded by it.

Zuo Handong asked, "How are you, little brother? Can you see anything?"

Chen Fan shook his head, "This is a fake made in the 90s."

"What are you kidding?"

The man in the long gown who had just spoken stood up, "So many of us can't tell, so why do you say it's a fake made in the 90s?"

"Yes, do you have any basis for saying that?"

Another man in Tang suit asked reluctantly.

Because they all agreed that it was something from the Jin Dynasty, but Chen Fan said it was a fake from the 90s.

"You don't believe what a kid with a dirty mouth says, but I don't think he understands anything."

"Regardless of whether this baby is real or fake, why did he think it was from the 90s and be so accurate?"

"Yup!"

Zuo Handong was also a little puzzled.

No matter how powerful a person is, they can only tell the approximate age, but Chen Fan insists that it is a replica from the 90s.

Chen Fan was really stumped now. Could he tell these people that his eyes had special powers?

Seeing that everyone was doubting, he shook his head,

It’s better to pretend!

The more sophisticated you are in this industry, the more convincing you will be.

He glanced at everyone indifferently and said, "I can only tell you that it is a replica from the 90s. If you insist on treating it as a treasure, that is your business."

"It won't cost me any money anyway."

"..."

Everyone froze.

Chen Fandao, "You are all leaders in this industry. Do you want me to say something so clearly?"

He pointed to a dozen antiques placed on the shelves of Baibaozhai, "from the early Southern Song Dynasty."

"This is from the Qianlong period."

"This is from the Wenjing period of the Han Dynasty."

"This is Qinghua porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty."

"..."

The origins of these antiques were explained one by one, leaving everyone stunned.

This kid really has a few brushes, and he can scan out the origins of these things at a glance.

They are all friends of Zuo Handong, and they know exactly what treasures Zuo Handong has here.

The circle is so big. Whoever receives a treasure today will immediately spread in the circle.

What Chen Fan said was absolutely correct. Could it be that a few of his people were mistaken?

At this time Zuo Handong answered a call, "Yeah, um, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he told everyone, "Now it has been confirmed that it is indeed a modern imitation."

For safety reasons, Zuo Handong specially sent the jar to the authoritative department for identification.

Unexpectedly, experts from authoritative departments also said that this is a recent imitation.

The time should be around [-], but he couldn't tell the specifics.

Everyone then looked at Chen Fan blankly, "Is he really right?"

Thinking that Chen Fan had just told the origin of these antiques from Baibaozhai, they had to admire him.

After all, so many people have been studying it for so long, and only Chen Fan has figured it out.

"Young man, you are awesome!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit gave him a thumbs up.

"Little brother, come and sit in my shop when you have time."

The other party handed over a business card and extended an invitation to Chen Fan.

The man in a long gown also said, "I welcome you, too. Come and visit often when you have time."

Everyone who had been indifferent just now became enthusiastic.

They all handed over their business cards, but Chen Fan was modest and put their business cards away.

"Mr. Zuo, excuse me."

After a few people left, Zuo Handong said excitedly, "Little brother, I have another treasure here. Please help me hold my eyes."

Zuo Handong went upstairs and took out a rectangular box.

This is a painting and calligraphy work.

The box is very ordinary, nothing special.

Zuo Handong opened the box and took out the long scroll.

It was a particularly delicate scroll, more than one meter long and about eighty centimeters wide.

Zuo Handong said, "I spent [-] yuan to get this back. It should be genuine, but I always feel like something is wrong."

Chen Fan took a closer look and found that this painting was indeed a bit strange.

Through perspective, we found that it has two signatures, 1756, Zheng Xie.

In 1938, Huang Yuan.

Chen Fan didn't know who Huang Yu'an was, so he was probably a relatively unknown person.

But the name Zheng Xie startled him.

When the scroll was opened, it was just an ordinary landscape painting, and the signature on it was none other than Huang Yuan.

From a layman's perspective, this painting is pretty good.

There was actually a signature below. Chen Fan was puzzled. After all, this was the first time he had encountered such a difficult thing since he had magical powers.

"I have to take a closer look!"

Chen Fan came closer and watched carefully.