Chapter 148 You've Got It Wrong

"My little friend is also interested in antiques?" The old man looked at Wu Fan and asked.

"A bit." Wu Fan said, feeling somewhat grateful to the old man for rescuing him.

"The antiques industry relies on experience and eyesight. I have been immersed in this industry for many years, so I have some experience and rarely get noticed. If we have time, we can communicate." The old man said to Wu Fan.

The old man was very confident when he said it, but why did you hold that high-imitation porcelain plate in your hand and look at it for a long time?

Wu Fan complained in his heart.

"Okay, I can ask you for advice when I have the chance." Wu Fan said.

"It's not enough to ask for advice. Let's learn from each other and learn from each other." The old man smiled, but judging from the confident expression on his face, he was still very confident in his appreciation ability.

"Let me tell you, old gentleman, you have been looking at this porcelain for a long time. Please tell me whether you want to buy it or not." The boss said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone when he saw that the old man and Wu Fan were actually chatting with each other as if no one was around.

"Why are you urging me?" The old man seemed a little dissatisfied when his boss urged him to disturb his mood: "What I bought is an antique, not a Chinese cabbage. Why don't you take a good look at it? Are you in such a hurry to let me buy it? Is there something wrong in your heart? ? Afraid that if I look too carefully, I might see something wrong? "

"Everything in my stall is genuine, what's going on in my mind?" The boss yelled, "It's okay if you don't buy it, but you can't frame my stuff."

At this time, a middle-aged man squatted down next to the old man. When he saw the porcelain plate in the old man's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Boss, can I take a look at this?"

"Of course." The boss said, and then he said to the old man: "If you don't want to buy it, just put it down. If there are customers, you can buy it."

With that said, he took the porcelain plate from the old man's hand and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The old man suddenly became anxious and said, "Who said I won't buy it? You have to be on a first-come, first-served basis when buying things, right? I looked at this plate first, and I didn't even say I wouldn't buy it. How can you sell it to others?"

"Then do you want to buy it or not? I think this plate is good. If you don't want to buy it, I will buy it." The middle-aged man who just arrived said, his eyes looking at the porcelain plate in his hand from time to time. It seemed that it was really good. The same thing happened.

"Yes, you've been watching it for a long time. Tell me whether you want to buy it or not. If you don't want to buy it, tell me as soon as possible. Don't delay my business." The boss also said.

Under the urging of the two people, the old man seemed a little anxious, fearing that the boss would sell the plate to someone else, so he quickly said: "Eight hundred thousand, right? I bought it!"

After hearing the old man's words, the boss's face lit up and he immediately said: "Okay!"

Even the middle-aged man next to the old man also flashed with joy.

"etc!"

At this moment, Wu Fan, who had been watching the show, suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong? Are you also interested in this plate? This old gentleman bids 800,000 yuan. As long as you bid higher than him, this plate will be yours." The boss thought that Wu Fan also liked this porcelain plate, so he said on the spot Sold the old man.

For him, he can sell to anyone, as long as the price is high.

"How could you do this? Didn't you agree to sell me this plate?" The old man was anxious. He seemed to really like this porcelain plate. He looked at Wu Fan again and said, "This little friend, this plate I was the one who fell in love with you first, you can’t take love away from me.”

"I don't buy this plate." Wu Fan shook his head and said.

The old man seemed to be relieved when he heard Wu Fan's words.

On the other hand, when the boss heard Wu Fan's words, the joy on his face suddenly disappeared, his face became serious, and he said: "If I had known that you were a poor man, if you had no money, you would have stopped messing around here and left quickly."

Wu Fan ignored the boss, but looked at the old man and said, "Old man, not only am I not buying it, you can't buy it either."

"Why?" the old man asked.

"Because, it is fake." Wu Fan said.

"Boy, I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense here. This is authentic blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. Selling it for 800,000 yuan is already very cheap. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense here." The boss said to Wu Fan.

"Yes, little friend, after my appraisal, this is indeed a genuine product. You are mistaken." The old man seemed to be very confident in his appreciation level.

"You are the one who made the mistake." Wu Fan said with a slight smile, "This is not the blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty at all. It was made in a small workshop in Jiangli just last month. The master who made this porcelain plate is called Li Gufei has made no less than a hundred imitations so far. Although they are fakes, his craftsmanship is so good that they often look fake and few people can tell them apart."

When Wu Fan said this, he paused and said, "Unfortunately, I am one of the few people who can tell the difference!"

Wu Fan said this very lightly but with full confidence.

"You're talking nonsense!" The boss was furious, with a hint of panic in his eyes. Although he didn't know the name of the master who made the porcelain, he knew in his heart that the porcelain plate in his hand was indeed from Lishi, Zhejiang Province. Come on, it was indeed made just last week. It is not an antique from the Qing Dynasty at all.

However, very few people knew about this matter. Apart from himself, few people knew where they got this porcelain plate. So how did Wu Fan know?

Could it be that someone around me leaked the secret?

Or has Wu Fan seen similar porcelain plates before?

As for the fact that Wu Fan identified it with his real ability, the boss didn't believe it.

The things that came out of that workshop had a very high degree of simulation. Even ordinary antique identification masters couldn't tell the difference. How could this young man tell the difference? Was he better than those masters?

He didn't believe it.

"Is it really fake?" The old man was a little hesitant after hearing Wu Fan's detailed description.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. This is definitely a genuine product." The boss was a little anxious when he saw the old man's doubt. He winked at the middle-aged man next to the old man.

The middle-aged man understood and said, "What can a yellow-haired boy understand? If you don't want this thing, I'll buy it. 800,000, right? I'll pay for it."

As he said that, the middle-aged man made a gesture to pay.

The old man was already a little suspicious of what Wu Fan said, but at this time, he was unwilling to give up.

Wu Fan shook his head slightly. If it weren't for the fact that the old man had just helped him out and he hated the boss, he really didn't want to continue to care about this matter.

However, Wu Fan didn't leave in the end,

because the boss's attitude towards him before made him very unhappy!

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