"I have no money, I am worried about the world, I have lost thousands of books, I have old friends."

According to the writing and seal, Jiang Ge found that it was wrapped with a strong aura of time, and there was a hint of golden aura that he had never seen before.

"Thank you, Appraiser Jiang. You are such a good person. The price you gave me is fair. I will definitely live a long life."

After receiving the check from Jiang Singzhong, the old man danced happily. This fan was originally handed down from his ancestors. His ancestors once served under Zuo Zongtang and got this item.

Now that life is difficult, I thought of trying my luck. Unexpectedly, Jiang Ge made more than 3 million yuan.

More than three million, enough for him and his wife to live a lifetime.

"What kind of appraiser? It's clear that my items are good goods passed down from ancestors, but they actually told me that they were fakes. I'm so angry."

The big man who had just finished the appraisal saw that the old farmer actually got more than three million, and he was immediately jealous.

His blue and white porcelain was also passed down from his ancestors. He originally wanted to use it to make a fortune, but he didn't expect it to be judged as a fake. He didn't believe it. This thing was left to him by his mother. It was said to have been passed down from the Qing Dynasty. How could it be?

Counterfeit.

"Hey, you are not allowed to say that to Appraiser Jiang. You are really stupid. If what you have in your hands is really good, how can Appraiser Jiang push it forward?" The old man from a farmer's house in simple clothes was not happy. He felt that this middle-aged man

He insulted his benefactor.

"You old man, it's none of your business. This thing of mine was passed down from the Qing Dynasty. It's hundreds of years old at least. How can it be fake?"

The middle-aged man was unconvinced and felt that Jiang Ge did not look carefully because Jiang Ge identified the cultural relics too quickly and concluded that they were fakes in less than thirty seconds.

"Fake things can't be true, and real things can't be faked. You're crazy for wanting to get rich." The old farmer didn't show any weakness, and looked upright.

"Who the hell are you talking about, you bad old man!"

The middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore. He had a bad temper, so he stepped forward and grabbed the old man and started to fight.

"Stop it. If you are not satisfied with the appraisal, you can find someone else. Why hit someone?"

Jiang Ge had to stand up and stop him. He also felt that this man was making trouble unreasonably, and several security guards who were maintaining order at the scene also gathered around and shouted, "What are you doing, let go!"

When the middle-aged man saw so many people, he could only put down his hands tremblingly, but his face was still unconvinced.

"That big brother... If you don't show me, I will not let Appraiser Jiang take a look at me, Zhang Tai. Don't worry, if Appraiser Jiang is really incompetent, I will definitely seek justice for you."

At this time, Zhang Tai felt that the opportunity had come, and stood up directly, thinking that no matter what, he would not be at a loss. If he found out that Jiang Ge was not mistaken, then he could earn a reputation for being eager to help others. If it was determined that Jiang Ge was mistaken, then

It's a good thing, you can become famous instantly.

By then everyone here will be his client!

"Yes, Teacher Zhang Tai is a master in the antique industry. He has been in the antique industry for twenty years and has a shop. You can show it to him."

"I think it's okay. Xiaojiang is bound to make mistakes at his young age. Let Mr. Zhang Tai show him. He knows much better than some young people."

The appraisers sitting nearby could not help but speak. They had long been dissatisfied with Jiang Ge. This young man was too ignorant.

One person actually took over all of their businesses, which made him and others have to deal with themselves.

"Okay, it's Teacher Zhang Tai. I'll let you take a look. You have to look carefully. You can't say that my stuff is fake like him in less than a minute."

The middle-aged man wished for this and pointed at Jiang Ge to express his dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything half-heartedly. I will definitely look at it carefully, unlike some people who have no professional ethics." Zhang Tai quickly expressed his position loudly. Everyone felt that this master was upright, looking at Jiang Ge's eyes.

Changed.

"Huh, that's really sensationalizing." Jiang Ge smiled helplessly. He couldn't continue now. He could only sit and wait. With his ability, he was not afraid of others questioning him.

He didn't believe that Zhang Tai could still see a flower!

Regardless of what Jiang Ge thought, Zhang Taike took the antique and started looking at it, his attitude was extremely serious, and he even wanted to smell the smell on the antique.

This is a blue and white porcelain eight-treasure Ruyi bowl. The pattern is very authentic, the appearance is retro, simple and elegant, and has the style of the Ming Dynasty.

Both in terms of appearance and texture, it was a fine product. Zhang Tai was a little confused for a moment as to why Jiang Ge said it was a fake.

"Teacher Zhang, how about this thing? Is it not a fake?"

Seeing that Zhang Tai didn't speak, the middle-aged man became a little anxious.

"I'll look again, look again!"

Zhang Tai didn't dare to draw conclusions easily, so he asked, "Are you sure this was passed down from our ancestors?"

"It's absolutely true. This bowl has been passed down for three generations. It is said that an ancestor of our ancestors was a eunuch and stole it from the palace." The middle-aged man looked sure.

"The bowl is indeed a good bowl and the workmanship is good. I think it should be a genuine one."

Zhang Tai nodded and came to a conclusion.

"Are you telling the truth?"

The middle-aged man was so happy that he shouted, "I just said this is real, how could it be a fake? How can that pretty boy appraiser compare to Master Zhang."

"Wow!" In an instant, the eyes of countless people waiting for the appraisal fell on Jiang Ge, with doubts and scrutiny.

"Appraiser Jiang was mistaken. I said he is unreliable at such a young age. It is better to find someone else to appraise it."

"You don't care if he is reliable or not, as long as the price he gives is reliable, I will let him see it anyway."

Everyone had different opinions, but most people still didn't move.

Jiang Ge sneered and said nothing more, just waiting for this guy to suffer.

The happy middle-aged man looked at Zhang Tai, "How much are you willing to pay for this thing?"

"The price of a palace royal bowl usually ranges from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands. I'll give you one hundred thousand for it."

Zhang Tai hesitated for a moment. In fact, the price is very high. It is blue and white porcelain, and it was used by the emperor. The market price is at least between 500,000 and 800,000, because the bowl is not as good as tea sets and vases.

, the decorative effect is not great, and the price is much lower.

"One hundred thousand yuan, isn't it too little? My mother said this is a family heirloom, worth at least several hundred thousand."

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant, feeling that the price was too different from what he felt.

"Haha, Master Zhang, isn't it? The price of blue and white porcelain is very high, and this is something used by the emperor. If it is genuine, the price is at least 500,000 yuan. Isn't it appropriate for you to give someone 100,000 yuan?"

Jiang Ge finally spoke and looked at Zhang Tai with a sneer.

Since this guy jumped into the pit on his own, let him have a memory.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, the middle-aged man's expression changed, "Fifty thousand? You only gave me one hundred thousand, and I won't sell it."

"It's too bullying. You're not a good person either."

The middle-aged man angrily picked up the bowl and was about to leave. Zhang Taiyi couldn't help it. If the middle-aged man really left, he wouldn't be able to explain it. He glanced at Jiang Ge angrily and could only bid again.

"Well, I'll give you 300,000 yuan to accept it, otherwise I have nothing else to do. I dare say you can't get this price elsewhere."

"Three hundred thousand..., I sold it!"

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged man made up his mind. In fact, he had already visited two stores for this item. One of them said it was not accurate, and the other said it was a fake. Only then did he come to the appreciation meeting. He was really afraid that there would be other problems.

.

"Okay, then sign the contract and I'll write you a check."

Zhang Tai smiled and felt relieved. After the transaction was completed, he looked at everyone with a smile.

"Everyone has also seen my Zhang Tai's ability. If I hadn't tested it for him, this bowl would be worthless. Now I've taken a risk by spending 300,000 yuan to buy it."

"Don't tell me that Master Zhang Tai's eyesight is incredible. He has picked up on things that appraiser Mingming Jiang didn't like. He is a genuine treasure appraiser."

"I think I can check with him first,"

Everyone immediately thought about it, thinking that they could sell it to Jiang Ge after they saw it, and give it to whoever pays the highest price. However, they didn't know that some people were good at cheating, and there were too many variables when it came to money.

"Haha, I'm sorry, Appraiser Jiang, I robbed your goods and made you make a fool of yourself."

Zhang Tai smiled and raised the antique bowl in Yang's hand. He was especially happy when someone came to him for appraisal. He was not afraid of Jiang Ge's competition and could fool the guests into stunned silence with his sharp tongue.
Chapter completed!