Although he could recognize those antiques with his eyesight, he would never have been able to figure them out so quickly if he hadn't caught a glimpse of Ye Wan's answer.

And there is not much time left.

Either that, or he finished on time and in fourth place.

Otherwise, he would be eliminated just by a few seconds.

Everything is just a thought away.

Ye Wan chose to help him.

And at this moment, she chose Young Master Luo.

His heart was beating fast and Nie Jinming had a bold guess in his mind.

He quickly raised his eyes to glance at Ye Wan and saw that the girl looked normal, so Nie Jinming looked away.

Wei Jinrong was furious!

Once again, Ye Wan did it on purpose! She knew that he was stronger than Luo Shuihan, but she didn't choose him. She just wanted to torture him slowly and bit by bit.

As expected, women are petty creatures! Even if they drag this out, they can't drag it out to the end.

He wanted to see who tortured whom! After glaring at Ye Wan fiercely, Wei Jinrong was the first to step down.

Nie Jinming then stepped down from the stage and took his seat.

In the stands, apart from the four old men, there were only Ye Wan and Luo Shuihan left.

"Lift it up!"

At Guibo's words, two young men in black Tang suits brought out a nanmu carved chair.

As soon as the chairs were placed, Mr. Chen on the right said, "This is a chair I bought a while ago. The seller said it was made of ebony from the early Qing Dynasty. You two can take a look and see if I made a profit or a loss on this 500,000 yuan."

Is this the assessment?

In the hall, hundreds of people stared at the old armchair with bated breath, not daring to blink, as if they wanted to see something.

The blackened nanmu chair has a hollow backrest with carved flowers and inlaid with several gems.

It looks neither fish nor fowl.

Luo Shuihan circled around it three times to the left and three times to the right and started looking.

Ye Wan took a glance and said, "It's fake, don't look at it!"

Is that obvious?

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

On the stage, Luo Shuihan stared at it for a long time, nodded and agreed: "It is indeed fake."

Mr. Chen smiled and said, "So, I lost money?"

"No."

Ye Wan smiled and looked at Luo Shuihan, "How about, Young Master Luo go first?"

"I can only see two good items. What about Miss Ye?"

"Five!"

Ye Wan's words made Luo Shuihan stunned.

Then, he bowed to Ye Wan and said, "I give in!"

The two of them were playing a game of charades. Except for the four smiling old men on the stage, everyone in the audience was confused.

Ye Wan spoke slowly, "The two pieces of wood on the armrest are thousand-year-old agarwood, and the backrest..."

As if he felt that it was a bit abstract, Ye Wan walked straight forward, exerted a little force with his hands, and the disc on the backrest came out with a click.

After removing the two gems from it, Ye Wan placed the disc in front of Mr. Chen. "This is a relief painting imported by the European royal family in the early Qing Dynasty. Although it is not as valuable as the two pieces of thousand-year-old agarwood, it is much more valuable than your 500,000. What do you think?"

Mr. Chen put on his reading glasses.

When he first looked at the chair, he could indeed see the two pieces of thousand-year-old agarwood.

But he didn't recognize this relief plate at all! After tremblingly picking up the relief plate and looking at it from front to back for a long time, Mr. Chen gave Ye Wan a thumbs up and said, "Young people are really formidable!"

"Didn't you say five? What about the other two?"

Someone shouted from the audience.

Old Master Chen looked at Ye Wan with a smile, "Then can you tell them something more?"

Ye Wan walked to the nanmu chair.

(End of this chapter)