Sui and Tang Dynasties: My Wife is the Eldest Grandson Wugou

Yang You was also a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, with the value of Lu Qiqin, it is absolutely impossible to be worth only 3 taels of silver.

If it is really 3 taels, then this auction will definitely lose money.

The value of this green qiqin is at least 10 taels, and even 10 taels are not enough to explain the value of this green qiqin.

After all, this is a classic lyre made by Ma Xiangru himself. It has been rumored all along that it was lost in the chaos of war.

Although there are many imitations in later generations, and the rhythm can reach a certain level of the real one, there has never been any piano that can play the rhythm of the lyre that is said to be able to make people feel sad and tearful.

So it is not difficult to see the value of this Lu Qiqin.

"I don't think so!"

Yang Tan sneered disdainfully: "I guess that kid is pretending too much and has no money! Haha, such a good baby, no matter how ignorant he is, if he has money, he will definitely fight with me, but he doesn't, sure If he ran out of money, it wouldn’t do much to empty him out with a broken agate cup!”

After listening to Yang Tan's words, the people in the room stopped talking.

Regardless of his reasons, anyway, now that Lu Qiqin is in his hands, this is the most important thing.

Afterwards, the auction was declared over, and everyone prepared to leave.

But Ye Fan immediately stood up and shouted: "Wait a minute—"

The resonant voice exploded like a thunderbolt, and immediately shocked many people, and quickly stopped their retreating bodies.

"Guest officer, is there anything else you want?"

The shopkeeper of the auction was startled immediately, stood up quickly, and asked with a flattering smile.

He was afraid that Ye Fan would see the authenticity of Lu Qiqin, and then reveal it in public.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan did not say that Lu Qiqin was an imitation. Instead, he smiled casually and said, "Shopkeeper, you should have another treasure here, right? If I guessed correctly, it is also a Qin?"

"This……"

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the shopkeeper's whole body was shocked, his face changed drastically, and he looked at Ye Fan in amazement.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ye Fan was right, he did have a piano.

However, apart from him knowing about this matter, no one else knew about it!

When he went to Jiangnan to take back this violin, he picked up another imitation violin, and the difference was basically indistinguishable to the naked eye.

You have to observe carefully to see some clues.

If Ye Fan was born with sharp eyes, he could see the clues of the fake at a glance, but he hid the real Lu Qiqin under the bed in his room, and only he knew about it!

How did Ye Fan see it? Could it be that he can see through?

This is impossible!

So the shopkeeper almost believed that Ye Fan was fooled.

He was betting that Ye Fan was just guessing randomly, so he immediately shook his head and denied: "No, no, this is the only guqin we will auction, guest officer, please don't talk nonsense about such things Affect the reputation of our auction..."

"is it?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Then if you auction off the fake piano, won't it affect the reputation of the auction?"

"What did you say? Fake piano?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment.

He saw it, he did see it!

But this is too incredible, right?

For a moment, the shopkeeper's face was full of disbelief.

How on earth did he figure it out?

Ye Fan's words not only confused the shopkeeper, but also confused Yan Wang Yang Tan who was sitting in the private room.

"What did he say? Is this a fake? A fake?"

Yang Tan looked at the Lu Qiqin that had just been delivered to him, and his face darkened immediately: "Which one of you knows the piano? Come and appraise it!"

"My minister understands a little bit."

Xiao Ju immediately leaned forward, holding the Lu Qiqin and looked at it.

But after a while, Xiao Ju's expression changed immediately, and he said angrily: "This is really a fake piano!"

"What did you say?"

Yang Tan's face also changed, and he immediately asked: "How did you know it's a fake piano?"

Seeing Yang Tan's unwillingness, Xiao Ju shook his head and sighed: "This piano has been painted several times, and with a light scrape with your fingers, several layers will be scraped off. Look at the fallen paint pieces!"

As he said that, Xiao Ju pinched a piece of lacquer that fell on the ground, and held it in front of Yang Tan: "This lacquer obviously has several layers. If it is genuine, who would be willing to paint like this?"

Yang Tan saw that this was really the case, and immediately flew into a rage, and immediately prepared to rush out to find trouble with the auction shopkeeper.

But Xiao Ju pulled him back.

"His Royal Highness, calm down!"