Chapter 463

"Who are you? How dare you mind your own business!" The shopkeeper looked at Ye Fan unfriendly.

Huang Xinying was particularly surprised by Ye Fan's appearance and said, "Ye Fan, why did you come here? Didn't I call my secretary to bring money?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll talk to him." Ye Fan waved his hand and said.

Then ye fan looked at the fat man in front of him and said faintly; "I'm probably trying to understand what happened. It's just that our people broke your things, so you detained them for this reason?"

The shopkeeper held the bracelet to his chest and said coldly, "that's it. What do you want?"

After hearing this, Ye Fan nodded with a smile, "well, I think it's equivalent, so we paid for the broken thing and naturally have the right to check whether it's a fake. Don't you agree with this statement?"

The fat man was obviously surprised in his eyes. He felt Ye Fan's strong self-confidence in his words. He was quite confident. He couldn't help feeling a little flustered. Is this man still an expert?

But he soon gave up the idea. Ye Fan looks so young. Where can his eyesight go?

"Even if you're right, do you have the money to buy it? The old man broke a blue and white porcelain vase worth hundreds of thousands!" The shopkeeper looked at Ye Fan with disdain and said.

Just then, Wu Xiong came out of the crowd.

"Fat Zhao is all right. I can guarantee what the brother said. You don't think my Wu family can't take out millions of dollars?"

Hearing the sound, Zhao Quan looked at Wu Xiong and was quite shocked. He couldn't imagine how Wu Xiong would guarantee Ye Fan. He couldn't help worrying that the scene would become out of control.

He was stunned and said with a smile, "what brings president Wu to you. Since you said so, I naturally have no doubt."

After saying that, he looked at his men nearby and winked.

A big man nodded, went inside, took out a black bag, put it in front of Ye Fan, and said, "all the vase fragments you want are in this bag."

After Ye Fan lowered his head and glanced, he frowned, looked at Zhao pangzi and confirmed, "shopkeeper, dare you ask if these are fragments?"

As soon as Zhao pangzi's complexion stagnated, the feeling of just now floated to his heart again, paused and said; "Yes, it's all here."

Hearing this answer, Ye Fan couldn't help but tick the corners of his mouth.

"The boss sees that your shop is very large and should not sell fakes. These fragments on the ground are obviously fakes, and you say our people broke your blue and white porcelain worth hundreds of thousands. It's really troublesome to take it out!"

This suddenly burst into flames in the crowd, and everyone's eyes widened a little, deeply afraid of missing any good play.

"False? You say false is false?" Zhao pangzi sneered.

Wu Xiong knows more about Zhao pangzi. He has an underground background and is insidious and dark. It is often said in the antique circle that he sells fakes as genuine products and makes a lot of money.

However, he didn't use the force to suppress others, unless Zhao pangzi jumped over the wall and wanted to be harmful to the safety of Ye Fan and others. It's not too late for him to do it again at that time. Moreover, he also wanted to listen to Ye Fan's opinions.

"Blue and white porcelain vases are the top grade of porcelain, especially in the Song Dynasty. Each one is really valuable. Most of the colors of the bottle body are gray blue and gray black, and a few are black."

"The patterns on it are also very particular. Most of them are flowers and trees, such as peony..."

Ye Fan seemed to incarnate into an expert. Now he explained it to the people present, and people couldn't find a refutable error at all. Halfway through the explanation, he took out a fragment from the bag.

"You see, the color of this porcelain piece is white mixed with blue, and this pattern looks like a person's face. The most direct evidence is that there is an imitator's atlas on this porcelain piece."

They stared at the fragment carefully according to Ye Fan's words and found that there was a small dot on it, a miniature Li character. They couldn't see it if their eyes were not sharp.

This is the most direct evidence to prove that it is a fake, because the genuine usually does not leave such an obvious mark, only the fake will. This is also for the convenience of knowing who made it.

As soon as Zhao pangzi saw everyone's reaction, he secretly said bad, and hurriedly changed his mouth: "what's the matter with the fake? This vase was also knocked off by this old thing. Although it doesn't have hundreds of thousands, it still has tens of thousands of value."

In a word, whether it's fake or genuine, you have to lose money to leave.

This attitude immediately aroused public anger. Everyone knows that the most important thing in opening an antique shop is integrity. The Mingyue pavilion was found to use fake goods to deceive people, but it still doesn't repent. The cheeky still wants compensation.

"Boss, I admire your courage, and I can't refute you when you admit that it's a fake. Of course, we'll give you tens of thousands of yuan, but can you bring me some small things? So that everyone can step down?" Ye Fan was not angry either. He pointed to the corner of the antique shop with a light smile on his face.

Huang Xinying, who thought the matter had been solved, hurried to the front of Ye Fan as soon as she heard Ye Fan say so. "What are you doing, Ye Fan? Hurry to give money and leave. Don't you see grandpa is very angry!"

Zhao pangzi was delighted when he heard the speech. He thought it would be very difficult today. He was still hesitant to give Wu Xiong a face to stop, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to take the initiative to ask for compensation.

The fake vase he made cost only a few hundred yuan. Now it's worth tens of thousands of yuan. What ye fan values is some garbage he's going to clean up recently. It's not worth a few money at all.

So he nodded proudly: "well, I think you are a friend of president Wu. I'll give you face and take whatever you like."

Wu Xiong's eyes also showed a burst of disappointment. He thought Ye Fan was a real antique expert and planned to ask for advice in the future, but he took the initiative to ask for a pile of garbage. What he just said may be just a coincidence.

Facing these comments in his ear, Ye Fan, as if he hadn't heard them, quietly went to the corner, picked up a round copper ware similar to a compass and said to Zhao pangzi, "I'll take this."

"Well, now that you've decided, just give 30000 along with this. I don't know?" Zhao pangzi didn't take it to heart. Worried about Ye Fan's repentance, he hurriedly asked.

Ye Fan originally planned to come out, but he glanced at Huang Jianguo, who was silent. After thinking about it, he winked at Wu Xiong and motioned for him to help him give the money.

Although Wu Xiong was not optimistic, a mere 30000 was nothing to him, so he took out his card and paid the bill.