Treasure identifying Golden Finger

C167 Porcelain Tuber



C167 Porcelain Tuber

The middle-aged man looked at Faang Cheng who looked as delicate as a university student. He suspiciously sized him up from top to bottom, and then revealed a ridiculing smile.    

    

"Hmph, teasing men? How could a furry brat like you, who hasn't even grown all the hair on your mouth, be the owner of this antique shop?"    

    

"He seems to really be the boss!"    

    

"I think I saw him on the opening day!"    

    

Everyone's discussion caused the middle aged man to be somewhat unable to continue speaking. He turned his head to look at the Manager Xiao with a puzzled expression.    

    

"He... Is he really your boss? "    

    

"That's right, he's our Boss Fang!"    

    

Manager Xiao also looked at this man impatiently.    

    

"What is it? You don't believe me? As if it were a fake, the identity cards are also available, the industrial and commercial tax licenses are available, but … I'm just not showing it to you! "    

    

Faang Cheng said in an exasperating tone as he walked to the side of Manager Xiao.    

    

"Manager Xiao, what's the situation?"    

    

"This person did come to our shop yesterday to pick up a pottery pot from the early Qing Dynasty. It was sold for 560,000 yuan, so the pottery pot is definitely a top-grade item. But today, he brought a fake and said that we sold it to him, so it's obvious that we're here to touch the pottery!"    

    

Manager Xiao tapped her chin on the terrine the man was holding.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Faang Cheng nodded his head to express his understanding. He pondered for a moment, then walked towards the man with complete confidence, his eyes staring at the jar in his hands. For some reason, when the man saw Faang Cheng's fiery gaze, he started to panic.    

    

"Sir, can you hold up the jar in your hand for me to take a look?"    

    

Faang Cheng's tone of voice seemed to sound very respectful, but as he carefully savored his tone, his tone was filled with ridicule and disdain.    

    

"I bought it from your house. Is there a fake one?"    

    

He raised the pot in his hand and mumbled,    

    

Using the sunlight to look at the surface of the jar, Faang Cheng immediately understood what was going on. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then, he looked at the middle-aged man.    

    

"This jar... It's not my pot! "Sir, you should just go back to where you came from. Otherwise, if I call the police when I'm in a bad mood, you won't be able to make up for it!"    

    

The passage was simple and fierce, causing the other party to be stunned.    

    

"You said this isn't your home with just one look. Hahaha, this is simply too ridiculous. What kind of evidence do you have? "Then I am still yours!"    

    

The tone of the rogue was unusually natural,    

    

"One of the special characteristics of our household's ceramic ware is different from that of his family's, and this characteristic is only a personal habit of the Manager Xiao, it is not present in other places! Because these ceramics are old and have almost no moisture left in them, they become very fragile in small, thin places such as the ears, the hands, the mouths, and so on. They are especially vulnerable to shattering, and even the slightest impact can cause them to break, so in order to prevent this from happening, we regularly dab a little pine joint on the slightly damp cloth and then use it to gently wipe away the weak spots. So, our ceramic ware must have a stronger smell of turpentine, and you can smell this in your hand … "Yes or no!"    

    

Faang Cheng explained it in detail, and everyone could hear it clearly. The middle-aged man's face had clearly become deathly pale as if he had something on his mind, but he was still struggling in death's door.    

    

"Then... Those are all things that you said yourself, words have no basis, how can you prove that … "    

    

"There's no need to prove anything. As long as everyone enters our Fangzheng Hall s to smell whether or not there's any turpentine on top of the other porcelain, the matter will be made known to the world!"    

    

Faang Cheng pointed to the inside of the Fangzheng Hall.    

    

"I'll go, I'll go …"    

    

"I'll go too!"    

    

There were already quite a few trustworthy people who had entered the Fangzheng Hall, and before long, they were brought out by the big idiot.    

    

"It's really there. Every ceramic porcelain all has a relatively strong turpentine flavor. Hey, do you have it on this ceramic pot?" Let us smell it! "    

    

The bystanders pointed at the pot in the middle-aged man's hand and said. He stood there awkwardly, racking his brains to think of a plan to deal with it.    

    

"Who knows if these people are the children you brought …"    

    

Faang Cheng looked at the uncle in front of him who was out of ideas and shook his head helplessly.    

    

"It's really a sin, isn't it? Originally, I wanted to give you face, but in the end, you yourself rejected it. Say it, who told you to come here to Fangzheng Hall to cause trouble? "    

    

Faang Cheng's face became ugly. He did not care about the matters regarding the opening day, but this Qin Hao was endless. Could it be that his current image was very easy to bully? He helplessly looked at his hands. Bullying me? He wanted to ask if his hands would agree to it!    

    

After hearing Faang Cheng's words, the middle-aged man's expression changed as well. He immediately lowered his head and was about to drill into the crowd, but then was grabbed by the collar of his neck. He immediately changed into his previous arrogant and despotic appearance.    

    

"You all... What are you guys doing? "    

    

"You've been exposed as a swindler, you think you can escape?" Brother Fang, what should we do? "    

    

Looking at Faang Cheng, Faang Cheng slightly raised his narrow and long eyes, and fiercely said.    

    

"Fight!"    

    

It seemed that if this tiger didn't show off its might, the tiger would treat him as a sick cat. But if this chili pepper didn't spew out, how could the tiger treat him as a fruit? Just as he was about to raise his hand, he heard the middle-aged man howl like a ghost.    

    

"You can't fight, you can't fight, little brother!" I'm old and I'm young. I'm just greedy for a few small coins. I … I really don't know anything! "    

    

"How much money do you want?"    

    

Faang Cheng asked.    

    

I was hired here by someone to put on an act. He said that there's no need for money, just that it's enough to stink the reputation of Fangzheng Hall. I came here out of greed, but I don't know anything else!    

    

The middle-aged man was so scared that he covered his head with his hands and curled up his body. He finally spoke the truth while trembling.    

    

"Someone hired you? "What does that person look like?"    

    

Faang Cheng saw that he did not seem to be lying and continued to ask.    

    

"He's white and clean, with a very gentle look. He's not very tall, so he should be here!"    

    

The middle-aged man compared it to Faang Cheng's ear, and Faang Cheng understood in his heart. Other than Qin Hao, he really could not guess who the second person was, so Faang Cheng smashed the jar in the man's hand onto the ground!    

    

"Does this Qin Hao think that I don't dare to bicker with him, or is he disdainful to bicker with me? If he really thinks this way, then he has really made a mistake in his plans. I am neither as timid as he thinks I am, nor as magnanimous as he thinks I am! "    

    

Faang Cheng thought that he had a good temper and self-restraint, he was rarely truly angry, but this Qin Hao was too arrogant. If he still pretended that nothing had happened, he really thought that he was afraid of him!    

    

The angry Faang Cheng suddenly had his phone ring, he snappily picked it up.    

    

"Hey!"    

    

Hearing Faang Cheng's tone, the voice on the other side clearly paused for a moment, and only spoke after a long while.    

    

"Faang Cheng, it's me, I... Did I disturb you? "    

    

Fann Xingchen's nervous voice came out of the phone.    

    

"Stars? No, no. What, is there a problem?"    

    

Faang Cheng realised that his tone was not good, and immediately became gentle.    

    

"Oh, there is one thing... It's a little hard to say, I guessed it, but … But I think my guess is pretty close! "    

    

This matter seemed to be really hard to explain. Faang Cheng had never seen Fann Xingchen stuttering like this before.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

"It's little boy and his mother. Little boy can actually be discharged from the hospital a long time ago, but …" Big Sis Tian kept using all kinds of reasons to evade the conversation. I guessed that she might have met with some trouble, but even when I asked her, she refused to tell me. I wanted to say … When are you free to talk to her? I feel like she trusts you more than I do! "    

    

The reason why Fann Xingchen was nervous was because she was afraid that Faang Cheng would be unhappy and cause him some trouble.    

    

"Alright, I get it. Since I'm free now, I'll go look for the young man and ask him about this matter!"    

    

Faang Cheng hung up the phone, and looked at Da Han who was beside him.    

    

"You idiot, call the police and sue him for fraud!"    

    

"Alright, I understand!"    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]    

    


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