After looking at the person who sneered, Chen Jing and Zhao Zheng were both slightly stunned.

Because this is an "acquaintance", Liang Yong, who had previously troubled Chen Jing in the National Museum.

Zhao Zheng condemned: "There are always some cats and dogs who don't have the ability to pick up bargains, and they feel that people all over the world can't pick up bargains. Xiao Jing, don't you?"

Chen Jing also smiled and said, "Indeed, this gentleman looks familiar."

Hearing Chen Jing's words so contemptuous, Liang Yong's face looked extremely ugly. Suddenly, he looked at the two protective boxes that Chen Jing was holding, and seemed to have thought of something, and laughed: "Hahaha, if you say that, you have picked up two bargains? It seems that you have also picked up two bargains."

He looked down on Changcheng antiques business from the bottom of his heart, and even more so he looked down on Chen Jing, so he felt that the two protective boxes he was holding in his hand at the moment could not be genuine antiques.

When everyone around him heard this, they looked at the two protective boxes that Chen Jing was holding. Someone whispered: "I really ran to us to find a bargain. I really don't know how high the world is."

"Yes, I believe that Yuri was found by him, but when he went to our Kyoto Antiques Store to find a bargain, he probably didn't have the ability to do that."

"Worry, after all, he is Professor Chen's apprentice, so he doesn't look at monks and Buddha's faces."

Hearing that other people's opinions were similar to those of him, Liang Yong couldn't help laughing louder and said, "Chen Jing, if you really get a bargain, just open the box and let us see. I really want to increase my knowledge."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jing and Zhao Zheng looked at each other, but their faces were filled with inexplicable smiles.

"Why, I'm sorry to open it? Could it be that the famous Mr. Chen Jing and Chen actually didn't pick up a bargain, but just spent money to buy two pieces of garbage?" Liang Yong was still saying this on purpose.

Chen Jing shook his head and said helplessly: "You are so yes, why do you have to humiliate yourself?"

"I'll bring shame to myself?" Liang Yong was slightly stunned, just as he was about to say something sarcastically.

Chen Jing opened the protective box that imitated the antique bronze bull's head first.

Seeing this, everyone, including Liang Yong, hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and looked at the head of the bronze bull in the box.

"This thing looks at it."

"Not an ordinary person."

"I don't look like it's genuine."

"This is like a copy of the 'Song Pot'. What kind of authentic antique can this be?"

After Liang Yong looked at it carefully, he laughed and said, "Chen Jing, Chen Jing, is this my humiliation, or is it your humiliation? If you are all considered to have a bargain, then the things on the street are leaking."

"Hahaha, you're just a lucky guy."

The rest of the people were almost the same as they thought at this moment, and their eyes began to show ridicule in their eyes.

Seeing this, before Chen Jing could speak, Zhao Zheng sneered: "Haha, it's really funny. He is also a leader in the industry. None of these people have a good understanding of their eyesight?"

His words caused public anger.

"What did you say? Who has no level of identification eyesight?"

"That's right, isn't this bull-headed master a copy?"

"A dead duck isn't he?"

Chen Jing also said at this moment: "Everyone, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry, my uncle is just telling the truth."

After a brief pause, he added: "I suggest that you should find someone who can convince you and identify the ability to see if my head of the bronze bull is missing."

When Chen Jing said this, Liang Yong immediately sneered: "Okay, then let's convince you."

Immediately, someone suggested: "Mr. Mei's shop is right next to him. He should be here, so why don't you invite him to come and have a look."

"Okay, I'll call him."

Liang Yong nodded in agreement, and then said, "Mr. Mei Guanmei is an excellent person with excellent identification among our antique pedestrians in Kyoto. Let's see how you will be stubborn later."

Chen Jing nodded and smiled and said, "I will be stubborn for a while, maybe it's not us."

At this time, Zhao Zheng whispered to Chen Jing: "I have heard of Mei Guan's name, and I have indeed had good eyesight."

Chen Jing was not surprised by this. Since Liang Yong and others wanted to make themselves "convinced", they naturally would not find someone with poor identification and eyesight.

"Then wait." Liang Yong glanced at the bronze bull's head again, and then said confidently.

He was also very confident in his identification and felt that Chen Jing's imitation bronze bull's head could not be a genuine antique, at most it would be a perfect imitation.

This also corresponds to his own judgment on Chen Jing's ability to identify his eyesight, and at most he only has a little understanding of the basics.

After all, Chen Jing is indeed young.

Everyone was talking and waiting for less than five minutes, and saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and casual clothes coming over.

"Mr. Mei."

"Mr. Mei."

This person was Mei Guan, and everyone shouted respectfully when they saw him, which showed that he really had some status in the antiques store in Kyoto.

Mei Guan also responded with a smile, and soon walked to Chen Jing and the others.

"Mr. Mei, please tell me the palm of your hand. Those who came to Changcheng antiques think they have found a flaw and said that the imitation of the 'Songhu' is an authentic antique." Liang Yong said with a smile on his face.

Mei Guan glanced at him, but didn't say anything. She just turned to look at Chen Jing and asked, "Are you Chen Jing?" His attitude was not good, but it was not bad either.

Chen Jing nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Mei." He still maintained the basic politeness.

Mei Guan replied: "Hello, no matter what, finding Jie Lu is a great thing."

After a brief pause, he added: "But if you feel that you can pick up any bargains at the Kyoto Antiques Store, you'd be a little arrogant."

This also reveals Mei Guan’s pride as a Kyoto antique businessman.

Chen Jing was not surprised by this, but just smiled and said, "Mr. Mei, I am not arrogant. It's just that some things are facts, just like genuine antiques are genuine antiques, and they can't be fake."

"It's a good thing to be confident." Mei Guan said this, without saying anything else. She looked at the protective box opened in Chen Jing's hand and said, "Then let me see if your confidence comes out of thin air or is it really capable to support you."

"Okay." Chen Jing smiled confidently.

Zhao Zheng also had a confident smile on his face.

As Chen Jing said, authentic antiques are authentic antiques, and they cannot be fake.

Then, Mei Guan took the antique bronze bull head master and carefully identified it.
Chapter completed!