Xiao Xingyu spoke with such eloquence that Wang Zhongguo clapped his hands in admiration, "So that's how it is! This is truly a case of experts only seeing once and laymen seeing later. Nephew Xiao is truly an expert!"

"How is my brother Yu? How is he? I'm not exaggerating! I said his eyes are like instruments!" Xiao Wa was full of vitality.

Wang Wenlong was stunned for more than ten seconds before reacting. Then he said in a flat tone, "Not bad, very experienced. Since Zhongguo brought you and your wife to my place, I have to give him some face no matter what. Okay, I'll give my nephew a chance. Please find a good home for this collection for me."

As he spoke, Wang Wenlong bent down and took out a beautifully bound wooden box from the desk cabinet.

"Wait." Zhang Moyan was disgusted by the way this man spoke from the bottom of her heart, especially when he used this method to talk to the person she secretly thought about every night.

"Wait a moment," Xiao Xingyu gestured to Wang Wenlong and turned to Zhang Moyan, "Moyan, what do you want to say?"

Zhang Moyan met his gaze and said, "I don't want to fight for that plum vase anymore. Let's go. He doesn't need to give you this opportunity."

She stood up as soon as she finished speaking. Xiao Xingyu didn't understand this turn of events, but fearing that even a second of hesitation would be interpreted as him harboring inappropriate thoughts about the plum vase, he immediately stood up as well. "As you say, we'll take our leave now. Captain Wang, we're sorry to bother you."

Wang Wenlong was stunned and grabbed Xiao Xingyu's arm: "Leave? What's going on? I haven't even finished my business yet!"

Wang Zhongguo and Xiaowa also said in unison: "?"

"Oh, Mo Yan said it clearly. She doesn't want to fight for the plum vase from the old lady. Although I don't know the specific reason yet, she must have her reasons for thinking so." Xiao Xingyu interpreted blind obedience with a famous smile.

"This..." Wang Wenlong suddenly realized, "If she said to leave, you'd leave. Is it your wife who makes the decisions in your family?"

"Of course!" Xiao Xingyu said without hesitation, even with great pride, "This is a matter of principle."

"How can a grown man listen to a woman? That would be a disgrace to the man."

Xiao Xingyu actually laughed and said, "But there's an old saying, 'Listen to your wife and you'll get rich.' I want to get rich!"

Wang Wenlong showed a suspicious look, as if saying, "You are the eldest grandson of the Xiao family, and your family doesn't have enough money to spend. Who are you trying to fool?"

"Goodbye, Captain Wang." Xiao Xingyu nodded slightly.

"Don't, don't," Wang Wenlong stammered anxiously, clinging to Xiao Xingyu who was about to leave. "Why are you leaving just like that? Zhong, Zhongguo, what do you think is going on?"

Wang Zhongguo quickly blocked Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu, saying, "You two must stay. Even if it's not for the plum vase, I still need your attention in selling my cousin's collection! Brother Long, please show your treasure to my nephew!"

Wang Zhongguo winked at Wang Wenlong, who quickly opened the wooden box and took out a porcelain jar from it with both hands. He carefully but eagerly stuffed it into Xiao Xingyu's arms: "Here, nephew, take a good look at its current market value."

Xiao Xingyu had no choice but to take the porcelain and asked his wife for advice in embarrassment: "Mo Yan, what should we do with this?"

Zhang Moyan glanced at Wang Zhongguo and said to Wang Wenlong without emotion, "Since you are Uncle Wang's relative, we should give Uncle Wang some face."

She raised her head and sat back down slowly.

Xiao Xingyu finally understood Zhang Moyan's psychological process of defending him. Looking at his wife's serious and cold profile, her upturned eyelashes made Xiao Xingyu's heart sweet.

He was so happy that he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He could only lower his head and cough, using the porcelain in his hand to cover it up: "Oh, the floating cloud and flowing water jar!"

He grasped the rim of the jar and scanned the glaze from side to side, then extended a hand toward Xiao Wa. Xiao Wa, in perfect unison, pulled a bunch of car keys from his trouser pocket and handed them to Xiao Xingyu. Xiao Xingyu took them and, like magic, conjured a miniature magnifying glass from his keychain, examining the glaze once more.

"My dear nephew, you have a keen eye. You recognized it right away! It's the Floating Clouds and Flowing Water Jar! It's from the same kiln as the Floating Clouds and Flowing Water Plate, of which there are only two in existence. It's an absolute rarity!" Wang Zhongguo, having been outmaneuvered by Zhang Moyan, lowered his head and became more submissive. "My dear nephew, you're truly an expert, with your vast knowledge. If someone who didn't understand the pattern saw it today, they might have mistaken it for a defective piece. Look at this flowing cloud and water pattern. How do you think the ancients created it?"

Wang Zhongguo's introduction made Xiao Wa stretch his neck and come closer: "She is very beautiful!"

Xiao Xingyu turned the bottom of the porcelain jar over and asked casually, "I heard you spent quite a bit of money buying it in England, 1.5 million?"

Wang Wenlong's first reaction was to glance at Wang Zhongguo reproachfully, as if irritating him for being too talkative. He had to admit, "Indeed, it's worth 1.54 million RMB. I brought this porcelain back from overseas, and I bought it over half a year ago. Look at it, it's worth at least 3 million now, right?"

"3 million?" Xiao Xingyu was shocked.

Wang Wenlong asked expectantly, "Why, there's more?"

Xiao Xingyu smiled and placed the porcelain jar on the table: "No, no, no, I meant 3 million. Even the Jade Emperor wouldn't dare to bid that much!"

Wang Wenlong was a little confused: "...What do you mean, nephew?"

Xiao Xingyu rubbed his hands together, as if wiping away something dirty. "You just said I was knowledgeable, and I'm not going to be as knowledgeable as you. I actually saw a similar Floating Cloud Flowing Water jar somewhere else a few years ago."

"Have you seen the same floating cloud and flowing water jar?" Wang Wenlong said in disbelief. "Impossible! Where have you seen it?"

Xiao Xingyu said calmly, "Linyi Public Security Bureau."

"What?!" Wang Wenlong tilted his ears. "What Public Security Bureau are you talking about?"

Zhang Moyan also wondered: "Linyi Public Security Bureau?"

Xiao Xingyu nodded at her and continued, "Yes, the Linyi Public Security Bureau. That year, they busted a case of smuggled cultural relics and asked me to do an appraisal. Half of the items turned out to be fakes, including a Floating Clouds and Flowing Water jar that looked identical to this one, though I wouldn't call it the same model. Later, the Linyi police followed this lead and busted a major counterfeiting operation. They were commended by the Provincial Public Security Department that year."

In an instant, Wang Wenlong seemed to have lost all the blood in his body. His face turned pale under his blue uniform, and his chin was trembling slightly.

Wang Zhongguo was also shocked: "Is this really the case? Nephew, do you mean..."

Xiao Wa was less tactful: "My brother Yu means this porcelain jar is a fake."

"No, impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Wang Wenlong perked up, and as if remembering something, he hurriedly took out a stack of documents from the wooden box. "This, this is the appraisal from the auction company, and this is the book that records this porcelain jar. These are all formal literary and historical materials. Look at this catalogue..."

Wang Wenlong flipped through the book, about to show it to Xiao Xingyu. Xiao Xingyu gently raised his hand to hold him down. "Does something that's been catalogued mean it's the real thing? From Emperor Huizong of Song's Bogutu to Emperor Qianlong's Shiqu Baoji, there are inevitably forgeries among the catalogued works, not to mention those self-edited books compiled by foreigners specifically to defraud the Chinese rich."