Chapter 67 The Frustrated Northeastern Brother



"Shall we go and take a look?"

Lin Yan also felt like watching the fun.

Then, the two of them came into the crowd.

The man who was holding the jar just now was now looking at the fragments on the ground with heartache and crying loudly.

"Oh, my jar, my blue and white porcelain! This is from the Ming Dynasty. I just bought it. It costs hundreds of thousands. Oh, you have to compensate me!"

Another man in his 40s was looking at it in confusion. Before he could even figure out what was going on, the jar fell.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't."

"You just bumped into me and knocked over my jar. Everyone saw it. You must pay me for it!"

It’s really hard to say about things like antiques.

The middle-aged man became unhappy when he heard that he had to pay compensation.

He was blackmailed before he even started shopping.

Isn't this obviously a scam?

"Don't try to fool me. You're obviously trying to extort money from me."

He was a little fat, with a round belly, and wore several big gold rings on his hands. The brand logo on his belt was also very conspicuous.

It seems that the person who was trying to scam people really picked a good sponsor. He probably bumped into the victim because he saw that he was rich.

"You're the one who bumped into my jar and caused it to fall. You can't deny it!"

It was obvious that the man was going to rely on this person.

More and more people gathered around to watch the fun, but no one spoke.

After all, no one wants to be blackmailed.

The elder brother was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick: "How can you be so dishonest, little brother? What nonsense are you talking about with your eyes open? I'm just standing here, who knows where you came from? You just fell straight on me."

My brother never thought that he would encounter such a thing as soon as he came here to travel. It's so damn unlucky.

"If you don't pay me today, you can't leave!"

"Two hundred thousand! Not a penny more, not a penny less!"

Come on, you're asking for a higher price.

Lin Yan asked quietly, "Is that jar real? It's from the Ming Dynasty."

"You believe his nonsense? It's from the Ming Dynasty. I think last week's is pretty good. Are you willing to bring out the real thing?"

"Of course I can't bear to do that. It would be such a shame if it were smashed to pieces." Lin Yan immediately responded, feeling a little sympathetic towards his elder brother.

"Why don't we go up and help big brother? It seems like he's about to have a heart attack from his high blood pressure." Lin Yan couldn't bear it. He felt a little guilty and his sense of justice was at work.

I don't want to see the villain so proud.

Amidst the commotion, two men in police uniforms suddenly appeared from nowhere.

When the eldest brother saw the police coming, he felt like he had seen a savior, but he did not notice that the two men exchanged glances.

"Comrade police, this man insisted that I broke his jar. Please make a decision. I didn't."

The man also began to argue: "I just bought this jar, it cost 200,000 yuan, and he broke it before I could even warm it up. I'm asking him to compensate me."

"Then you should compensate them. This antique is quite expensive."

One of them spoke, and it was obvious that he was taking sides.

When the eldest brother heard this, he felt something was wrong. Why was he asked to pay compensation without any investigation?

"There are too many people here. Let's find a quiet place to understand the situation and see how to resolve it through negotiation." The other person pushed his companion and spoke in an understanding tone.

After hearing what my brother said, I felt relieved. This is what is right.

As he said that, he was about to follow the two people.

Su Xuanxuan stepped forward and stopped them.

"Can't leave!"

"Sister Xuan, didn't you say you didn't care?" Lin Yan didn't understand. She was clearly saying that he was meddling in other people's business the second before, but how come she rushed out the next second?

Su Xuanxuan whispered, "Didn't you notice something's wrong with those two policemen? Why are they standing there like idiots? Stop them!"

Lin Yan also reacted, and the two of them blocked their way, one in front and one behind.

"What are you going to do? Are you obstructing public affairs?"

One of them was a little annoyed, wondering why Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared.

"Let's resolve anything here. We can all take a look and learn a lesson."

Su Xuanxuan spoke.

When the man who smashed the jar saw Su Xuanxuan, his heart skipped a beat. It was the little girl from before.

"Little sister, there's nothing to do here. Just go back quickly and don't interfere with our official duties!"

The eldest brother also realized that something was wrong: "Let's negotiate here."

"no!"

The other person also scolded, and his attitude was not good at all.

The eldest brother's face changed. Why do the police in Nanshi have such an attitude?

"Uncle, how do you know that this broken jar of yours is from the Ming Dynasty? If you say it is, then it is true. Doesn't that mean that one person has the final say?" Su Xuanxuan ignored the two fake policemen. With Lin Yan watching over the matter, the real police would arrive soon.

Su Xuanxuan said with a smile, with a hint of oppression in his tone.

"I just had it appraised at Jubaozhai. Here is the appraisal certificate issued by Master Zhang."

The man pulled an appraisal certificate from his pocket.

Soon, heated discussions broke out among the crowd.

"Master Zhang has authenticated it, so it must be authentic." Someone in the crowd echoed.

Master Zhang is a famous appraisal expert here. He usually shows things to everyone in Jubaozhai and is quite famous in this area.

"Right, how could this jar of mine be fake? You don't believe me, but you have to believe Master Zhang, you have to believe Jubaozhai!"

The man seemed to have the confidence to speak, and his voice was a little louder.

Although Su Xuanxuan didn't know who Master Zhang was, he could tell that he was just a name. He couldn't even tell that something was so crudely made. Maybe he was the same kind of person.

The big brother from Northeast China became anxious.

"No, you bumped into me! You didn't hold it steady, and you blame me!"

Big brother, I can’t explain myself now. If that thing is really real, then the 200,000 yuan was given away for nothing, right?

It’s not that he doesn’t have the money, it’s just that he feels frustrated.

Su Xuanxuan picked up a piece of debris from the ground.

"You said it's an antique, so why are the patterns on it all made of chemical pigments? Shouldn't they be mineral pigments?"

The colors of the pattern on this porcelain piece are a bit vague, and some of the strokes are a bit sloppy.

"And smell it carefully, there's still a smell on it."

"How can this ancient thing smell like modern medicine? It's clearly aged with the help of medicine. The smell hasn't even dissipated yet, and you're already using it to deceive people."

Su Xuanxuan didn't even give him a chance to speak and continued.

"And the most obvious thing. You said this jar is from the Ming Dynasty, so take a good look at what's printed on the bottom? How did it become from the Qing Dynasty?"

The piece in Su Xuanxuan's hand happened to be the part with the seal underneath, and everyone could see it clearly.

The man died all of a sudden. How could I have been so careless?

"I have a bad memory and I remembered it wrong. It's from the Qing Dynasty!" He quickly argued.

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