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 lose his composure. If even he gives in, Old Shen will be of no use.
Judging from the current situation, Yuan Tingchuan must know something and will not let him go later. Why not 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 item from the left. His idea was simple, as long as he could identify it as the genuine item, then there would be no doubt about it.
Unexpectedly, the first piece he bought was the genuine one, with fine body, uniform glaze color and exquisite painting. Based on his many years of experience in antique appraisal, he knew it was definitely the genuine one.
He frowned and glanced at the side, then picked up the second bowl with determination, and it was also the real thing.
Master Zheng's forehead began to 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 placed it in the brocade box, saying, "Be careful with it. Although our Mr. Yuan doesn't take it seriously, if you accidentally break it, you won't be able to compensate for it even if you sell it."
Master Zheng gritted his teeth and pointed at the second brocade box: "This is it, this is what I saw that day."
Yuan Tingchuan looked at Old Shen again, his eyes teasing: "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 had the brocade box brought 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 glanced at it. He pointed to a notice in the middle of the page and said, "Take a look at this."
Director Qin took a closer look and saw that it was clearly written on it that the original picture was damaged and the accompanying picture was for reference only.
He and Director Zhang looked at each other in astonishment. If this item didn't belong to their museum, what about their stuff? The item in the museum was indeed a fake, and the real thing had disappeared. They had originally planned to recover the item first and then investigate the matter further. What should they do now?
Master Zheng refused to give up and shouted, "I was mistaken just now. This one is the right one."
Old Shen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, you saw it wrong. 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 the loss of the national treasure collection and was more anxious than anyone else.
Yuan Tingchuan waved his hand nonchalantly: "Show it to them."
The bodyguard stepped forward and placed the brocade box in front of Director Zhang and Director Qin. The two looked at each other. Although it looked very similar, it was 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."
With a wave of his hand, 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 it was neither of them.
Master Zheng was shocked. None of them???
Director Ma sighed softly, the Yuan family is a century-old family and is indeed arrogant.
He smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Since this is just a misunderstanding, and both parties have confirmed that the porcelain being auctioned today has nothing to do with the museum, then we won't bother you any more. We'll take our leave now. We hope Mr. Yuan will forgive us for any inconvenience."
Yuan Tingchuan said calmly, "No problem."
Director Zhang looked at the brocade box unwillingly. Since Master Zheng and the seller, Old Shen, had both identified the porcelain bowl, it meant that the items they were trading had nothing to do with their museum. As for the lost items, he could only report the case and initiate an investigation.
The group came in with great momentum and left in disgrace, and a heated discussion broke out at the scene.
"Chenghua Doucai porcelain? It's just one style, one pattern, and the Yuan family can produce so many? They're truly a century-old family."
"Mr. Yuan is so graceful and elegant. The Yuan family is indeed arrogant."
"What do you think Director Zhang and the others are doing here? Could it be that something in the museum is missing?"
"It's hard to say. If the one in the museum isn't a fake, why did they find it here? Oh, how could something in this museum be a fake? The world is so big, and there are all kinds of strange things."
"It's hard to say. Is this the only thing missing, or are there others? Who knows? It's possible someone stole something from the owner."
"Don't talk nonsense. If someone hears it, it will be a big deal."
Without mentioning the people below talking about each other, Yuan Tingchuan made a gesture, indicating that the auction would continue.
After this little episode, unexpectedly, everyone became even more interested in the Chenghua Doucai porcelain. The museum's curator and Director Qin had both personally determined that these pieces were genuine. In addition, stimulated by Yuan's arrogance just now, they became even more interested in these porcelains, and finally 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 passing this section of the path, they arrived at the small living room in the backyard.
"You've done a great job luring the snake out of its hole. Now we can conclude that there's a big fish inside the museum, and it's closely related to the Qu family."
"This big fish is quite powerful. I probably won't be able to catch it this time. You'll know after a while. A smaller fish will definitely be caught, and this matter will be over."
"After this incident, this big fish must hate you, Mr. Yuan, you better be careful."
"I can't avoid it, so I can only make it into braised fish and eat it." Yuan Tingchuan looked indifferent, as if he didn't care.
Qu's father answered the phone, and the voice on the other end was extremely cold: "What do you mean by this? You actually set this fire on me. What do you want to do? If something happens to me, do you think you can get away?"
Qu's father's voice was also a little exasperated. "I told you, Yuan Tingchuan is not someone you can easily mess with. Now, that porcelain meat bun is gone, and it's gone forever. How can I compensate Old Jia? He handed it to me, and now Yuan Tingchuan has swallowed it all up. The money is gone too. How can I explain it to him?"
"That's your business, not mine. I'm in this mess, and I don't even know how to clean it up, 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 Qu Xin's fault. Now she had caused such a big disaster. Tens of millions were gone, and the other side was in danger. If anything happened, the consequences would be unimaginable.
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