Chapter 125 Swallowed

Master Zheng has been in the antique world for many years. In terms of knowledge, a hundred Old Shens cannot compare to him. He knows that he cannot panic. If even he admits defeat, Old Shen will be of no use.

Judging from the current situation, Yuan Tingchuan must know something and will not let him go later. He might as well take a gamble. He didn't believe that the Yuan family could really produce several such precious porcelains. Who were they trying to fool?

Master Zheng calmed himself down and started to identify the first one from the left. His idea was simple, as long as he could identify it as the authentic one, then there would be no doubt about it.

Unexpectedly, the first piece he bought was a genuine one, with fine body, uniform glaze color, and exquisite painting. Based on his many years of experience in antique appraisal, he was sure it was a genuine piece.

He frowned and glanced to the side, then picked up the second bowl with determination, and it was also the real thing.

Master Zheng's forehead began to break out in sweat. He picked up the third bowl, and his heart began to beat wildly. It was still the real thing.

He felt weak all over, and his hands holding the porcelain began to tremble.

The Yuan family's bodyguard took the porcelain and put it in the brocade box, saying, "You have to be careful. Although our Mr. Yuan doesn't take it seriously, if you accidentally break it, you won't be able to afford the loss even if you sell it."

Master Zheng gritted his teeth and pointed at the second box: "This is it. This is what I saw that day."

Yuan Tingchuan looked at Lao Shen again, with a teasing look in his eyes: "What about you, which one is yours?"

Old Shen's hands were shaking: "This, this, this."

He was pointing to the bowl that Master Zheng had pointed out.

Yuan Tingchuan smiled. He waved his hand and asked someone to bring the box to Director Zhang and Director Qin: "Is this yours?"

Director Zhang and Director Qin looked at each other and frowned: "No."

Director Qin suddenly remembered something. He looked at the newspaper in Yuan Tingchuan's hand and said, "This is not the porcelain in the newspaper!"

Yuan Tingchuan slowly opened the newspaper in his hand and took a look at it. He pointed to a message in the middle of the page and said, "Take a look at this."

Director Qin took a closer look and saw clearly written on it that because the original picture was damaged, the accompanying picture was for reference only.

He and Director Zhang looked at each other in shock. Since this item did not belong to their museum, what about their items? The items in the museum were indeed fakes, and the real ones had disappeared. They had originally thought of getting the items back first and then investigating the matter further. What should they do now?

Master Zheng refused to give up and shouted, "I was wrong just now. This one is the right one."

Old Shen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, you are mistaken, this is it."

Director Zhang's eyes lit up and a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart. He was the director of the H City Museum. He was to blame for losing the national treasures and was more anxious than anyone else.

Yuan Tingchuan waved his hand nonchalantly: "Show it to them."

The bodyguard stepped forward and placed the casket in front of Director Zhang and Director Qin. The two looked at each other. Although they looked very similar, they were still not them.

Yuan Tingchuan smiled and said, "True gold is not afraid of fire. The things of my Yuan family have gone through a hundred years of wind and rain, so we are not afraid of others seeing them."

He waved his hand, and the remaining two brocade boxes were handed to Director Zhang and Director Qin. The two were silent for a while, and shook their heads one after another, saying that they were not the right ones.

Master Zheng was shocked, none of them???

Director Ma sighed softly, the Yuan family is a century-old family, and they are indeed arrogant.

He smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Since it was a misunderstanding, the two parties involved have confirmed that the porcelain sold today has nothing to do with the museum. Then we will not bother you any more. We will take our leave now. We hope Mr. Yuan will forgive us for any inconvenience."

Yuan Tingchuan looked calm: "No problem."

Director Zhang glanced at the brocade box unwillingly. Since both Master Zheng and the seller, Old Shen, had identified the porcelain bowl, it meant that the item being traded had nothing to do with his museum. As for the lost items, he could only report the case and initiate an investigation.

The group arrived with great fanfare and left in disgrace, and a heated discussion broke out at the scene.

"Chenghua Doucai porcelain? It's just one style, one pattern, but the Yuan family can produce so many of them? They are indeed a century-old family."

"Mr. Yuan is so graceful and elegant. The Yuan family is indeed very powerful."

"What do you think Director Zhang and his team are here for? Could it be that something in the museum is missing?"

"It's hard to say. If the one in the museum wasn't a fake, how did they find it here? Oh, how could something in this museum be a fake? The world is so big that there are all kinds of things."

"It's hard to say. Is this the only thing missing or are there others? Who knows? It's possible that someone was watching and stealing."

"Don't talk nonsense. If someone hears it, it will cause trouble."

Without mentioning the discussions among the people below, Yuan Tingchuan made a gesture, indicating that the auction would continue.

After this little episode, people unexpectedly became more interested in the Chenghua Doucai porcelain. Just now, the museum's curator and Director Qin both confirmed that these pieces were genuine. In addition, they were stimulated by Yuan's arrogance and became even more interested in these porcelains. In the end, they were all sold at high prices.

Yuan Ting and Du Ruo walked side by side on the small flower path behind the rockery. After going around this section of the path, they arrived at the small living room in the backyard.

"You have done a great job of luring the snake out of its hole. Now we can conclude that there is a big fish inside the museum, and it has a close relationship with the Qu family."

"This big fish has a lot of power. I probably won't be able to catch it this time. You'll know after a while. A small fish will definitely be caught, and this matter will be over."

"After this incident, this big fish hates you, Mr. Yuan, you better be careful."

"I can't avoid it. I can only make it into braised fish and eat it." Yuan Tingchuan looked indifferent, as if he didn't care.

Qu's father received the call, and the voice of the other party on the phone was extremely cold: "What do you mean? You actually let this fire burn on me, what do you want to do? If something happens to me, do you think you can get away with it?"

Father Qu's voice was also a little angry and bad: "I've already said that Yuan Tingchuan is not someone you can easily mess with. Now, that porcelain meat bun is gone forever. How can I compensate Lao Jia? People handed the things to me, but now Yuan Tingchuan has swallowed them up in one gulp. The money is gone too. What can I say to him?"

"That's your business, not mine. I don't even know how to deal with this mess, so how can I care about your bullshit? Good luck to you."

After Qu's father hung up the phone, he was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. It was all because of that damn girl Qu Xin. Now she had caused such a big trouble. Millions of dollars were gone, and the place was even in danger. If anything went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous.