The real daughter is reborn, and the whole family is buried in the crematorium. It's reasonable

Mr. Yu has a basic principle in business, which is never to cheat anyone.

He would mark the dynasty, name, price, and even authenticity of each antique he sold in Pianyu.

Many people have a misunderstanding that imitation antiques are definitely not valuable.

Actually, it is not. After all, counterfeiting has been common since our ancestors. Even the official kilns have imitated porcelain from previous generations, not to mention folk craftsmen.

Although some antiques are imitations, they still have certain artistic and collection value.

Mr. Yu started out as a clerk in a pawn shop and built up this antique shop through years of hard work. His financial ability and the antique market determined that it was impossible for all items in his shop to be authentic.

So he could only express his attitude by clearly marking the price.

What is true is true, what is false is false, it is your choice.

Because of this, Pianyu has received rave reviews in the Yuncheng antique circle. Many antique lovers like to come to Pianyu to sit and drink tea, chat and kill time with the old man when they have nothing to do.

Who would have thought that more than a decade later, the jade shop that everyone was flocking to would become a despised and black shop.

Selling inferior goods as good ones, passing off fake goods as genuine ones, buying at low prices and selling at high prices, and bullying customers with big stores...

Yu Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze fell on the display case on the far left, and her brows furrowed fiercely.

She didn't even need X-ray vision to see how crudely made the antiques carefully displayed in the display cases were.

She even suspected that these things came from the same porcelain factory as the fake ones sold at the stalls on the first floor.

It's ridiculous that what can only be considered a rubbish imitation in Jingdezhen is displayed in an antique shop in the best position.

Yu Sheng's eyes swept across the antiques in the display cabinet on the left one by one, and his expression became increasingly ugly.

There is not a single authentic item here; they are all obviously fake, and can only fool laymen who know nothing about it.

"Oh, we have distinguished guests. What would you like to see? We have everything here. We guarantee you will be satisfied."

The young man who was dozing off against the counter just woke up at this moment. When he saw Yu Sheng and Lu Xingchen standing in the store, his eyes lit up. He didn't even bother to wipe the eye boogers from the corners of his eyes and quickly walked over to them.

Lu Xingchen curled his lips in disgust and said that this store was unreliable.

Yu Sheng raised a faint smile and pointed to a square vase with a round mouth and a straight neck in the display cabinet. "How much is that blue and white porcelain vase?"

The young man quickly looked Yu Sheng up and down, then glanced at Lu Xingchen quietly, rolled his eyes, gave him a thumbs up, and praised: "You have a really good eye! This is a square-mouthed blue and white porcelain vase from the official kiln of the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. Not to mention our store, there is no other store like it in the entire antique city, so this price..."

The young man rubbed his hands, then stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng probed: "Twenty thousand?"

The young man choked and said impatiently, "Don't joke with me. You can't get a porcelain vase from the official kiln of the Qing Dynasty for 20,000 yuan. It will take at least 200,000 yuan."

The young man raised his voice for the last few words.

Yu Sheng pretended to be surprised, but her eyes turned cold.

He was right about one thing. There was indeed no other porcelain vase like this in Yuncheng Antique City, because it was a fabricated product made by an amateur. Both the pattern and style were not available in the Yongzheng period.

He had the nerve to ask for two hundred thousand for something like this.

Lu Xingchen couldn't tell whether the blue and white porcelain vase was real or fake, but he could observe Yu Sheng's emotions.

Yu Sheng was smiling, but it was superficial.

Lu Xingchen had a vague premonition.

I'm afraid this store is in big trouble.

At this time, Yu Sheng had already walked to the display case on the right. The young man followed her closely, praising the things she had seen to the sky, saying that they were the best in the world.

Yu Sheng thought he was just an annoying fly. Her sharp eyes swept over the jade artifacts in the display case on the right, and then suddenly focused on a round object at the edge of the display case that was covered with brown attachments. It looked bumpy, with only a small piece of jade edge showing.

She hesitated, "What is that?"

The young man looked in the direction of her gaze and saw the round object lying on the edge. A trace of loss flashed across his eyes.

For a junk of this quality, no one would believe him even if he offered a high price.

He said weakly, "It's a broken jade bi with valley patterns from the Warring States Period. Because it was not properly preserved, the surface is corroded by rust, which cannot be removed. If you like it, take it for nine...five thousand yuan."

As an important jade ritual object in the Warring States Period, jade bi had a wide range of uses. It could be used as an ornament for nobles, a ritual object, or as a burial object.

The ancients believed that the sky was round and the earth was square. The round jade wall was a symbol of power, and the grain-like protrusions on it represented millet, expressing the wish for a good harvest.

A jade wall with valley patterns from the Warring States Period in good condition can cost millions.

"Such an ugly thing is worth five thousand?"

Lu Xingchen glared at us, as if to say, "You are taking us for fools."

Yu Sheng also shook her head. "It's too expensive. If it were cheaper, I'd still be interested. What if I could wash off the rust?"

The young man snorted in his heart when he heard this.

If they could remove the rust on it, they would have done it long ago. Why would they wait for others to come?

But he could see that Yu Sheng was indeed very interested in it.

So, he thought about it and re-quoted: "The boss is out today, so I can make the decision. If you really want it, take it for 1,000 yuan."

This time, without waiting for Yu Sheng to answer, Lu Xingchen directly took out five hundred yuan from his bag and slapped it on the display case, "Five hundred yuan, we want it."

The sound is sonorous and powerful.

The young man thought that this jade bi with valley patterns was originally picked up by his boss from their factory when the counterfeiters were not paying attention, so it had no cost.

If it can be sold for 500 yuan, it is equivalent to a net profit of 500 yuan, which is not a loss.

He gritted his teeth and agreed.

Lu Xingchen couldn't help but raise his chin towards Yu Sheng proudly.

The young man stretched out his hand to put the five bills into his pocket, but Yu Sheng pressed down his palm and said, "Give us a receipt."

The young man was confused.

He pointed to the sign on the red rosewood table in the middle, "Once antiques are sold, they cannot be returned or exchanged."

Yu Sheng smiled: "I won't change."

The young man glanced at her doubtfully, but finally wrote the receipt in front of both of them.

Yu Sheng put away the receipt, then took the valley-patterned jade disk from the young man's hand, and gently brushed her fingers over the bumps on it, feeling the hard touch through her fingertips.

She held up the valley-patterned jade disk and aimed it towards the light. There was no gap at all between the attached object and the jade disk, as if it had grown on it originally and was indestructible.

Yu Sheng watched for a long time, and the young man showed an impatient look between his brows, and was about to open his mouth to chase him away.

Suddenly an old voice came from outside the door.

"Little girl Yu, why are you here?"