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Chapter 87 Two Big Melons
The knife in Li Zhuoying's hand did look more imposing.

Qin Fei activated his clairvoyant eyes and glanced at the two knives. He stood up and said to the outraged reporters, "The difference is only a few decades, and they belong to the same dynasty. You can't see it with the naked eye, but everyone Looking up ancient books, we can know that Yu Qian was the savior and used this knife to resist a speeding carriage."

"There are records that Yu Qian smashed the car shaft three times with the back of his knife before he let go of the momentum."

"You can see that there are three faint scratch marks on the back of my knife."

"And the knife in Mr. Li's hand also has a source. It was made by a general surnamed Tang decades later, who admired Yu Qian's prestige. .”

"The same dynasty, the same technology, the same time, and the deliberate imitation, it is true that the fake ones can be confused with the real ones. There is only one thing, the traces that were knocked on the spot and the traces that were made are absolutely impossible to be the same."

"Everyone can find an expert to appraise. If what I said is false, I will quit the antique world."

Qin Fei stated that he was neither humble nor overbearing, and he made such a promise, and the hall that was originally full of people suddenly fell silent.

It was Chu Hongzhang who slapped the table: "Qin Fei, the issue now is not about winning or losing between you and me, which is not worth mentioning. You dare to question Mr. Li in public. What is your intention?!"

Li Zhuoying also sneered twice: "Youdao is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. You dare to use the unofficial history that you just made up to fool the media. You are really a cunning rascal."

"No matter who comes to appraise, your reputation of Qin Fei challenging Mr. Li will be spread, and you can take the opportunity to become famous. You have not yet grown up, but you have learned how to make a name for yourself. You are really shameless!"

After the two people explained in this way, those petrified people woke up instantly: "coaxing" sounded again and again.

"You can attack when you advance, and you can retreat when you retreat. It doesn't look very good, but the thought is quite beautiful."

"shameless."

"Dare to question Mr. Li, shameless."

"..."

Mr. Li, who had been silent until now, suddenly covered his chest and coughed violently: "I, Li Mingyu, have been famous for decades, but I didn't expect that my reputation would be ruined by you, a nobody. I... cough, cough, cough..."

The originally reasonable crowd became enraged instantly when they saw this national treasure-level figure being so angry.

"Such a person deserves to be beaten to death on the spot."

"What are you looking at? He has no face and no skin. He doesn't take anything serious even if he curses. He should be beaten."

"Kill Qin Fei!" Who knows who remembered Qin Fei's name.

The little reporter just now tugged at the corner of the person in front of him again: "Brother Xiao, we are just media, why do we want to beat people?"

Brother Xiao shook his head helplessly: "Didn't you see that someone brought the rhythm? If you don't do it, you won't have a share in similar activities next time. Just follow the trend. This Qin Fei deserves it, who knows How did you offend an authority figure?"

"It doesn't matter who the treasure is real or not. Qin Fei's withdrawal from the antique world is a foregone conclusion."

Just when everyone "hula" surrounded Qin Fei, Li Zhuoying stood up: "Everyone, I would like to thank you for your support on behalf of Grandpa, but Grandpa does not want to cause death."

Afterwards, he walked up to Qin Fei: "As long as you promise here that you will withdraw from the antique world, get out of the antique street, and never occupy the side of the antique industry again, we can let the past go."

On the first floor of the entire clubhouse, counting Chu Hongzhang's people, there were more than a hundred people. Li Zhuoying seemed to be a big winner from above, looking down at Qin Fei from a high position, making no secret of his sarcasm and schadenfreude.

Qin Fei parted the corners of his lips, neither humble nor overbearing: "If it is verified by a professional, what I said is false, and it is not a problem to quit the antique world, but no one should say that they are an authority, I only believe in the facts."

"You..." Li Mingyu didn't expect that he would encounter such a piece of meat.

Just when he was about to rely on the old to sell the old and have a seizure, he suddenly heard applause from the door, followed by a sentence: "Okay, what the young man said is good."

Everyone turned their heads and saw two people coming in from the door of the clubhouse.

One is Zhuo Chenguang, and the other is an old man who walks slightly trembling.

"Old Zhuo?" Some of the reporters began to whisper.

"Who's that next to him?"

I don't know who it is, and suddenly said in surprise: "Mr. Zhong!"

The crowd roared with excitement.

This time, before the little reporter could ask, the bull head surnamed Xiao looked at him, a little excited: "This is the big melon. This Mr. Zhong is Li Mingyu's master. Li Mingyu's reputation is all thanks to Mr. Zhong's promotion."

"It seems that Mr. Zhong didn't stand by his apprentice this time."

"Teacher." Li Mingyu stood up quickly, then turned his head and glared at Li Zhuoying who was eager to try.

Old Mr. Zhong didn't look at Li Mingyu, but directly picked up Qin Fei's knife on the booth, looked at it carefully for a moment, and nodded to Qin Fei with satisfaction: "This young man is very accurate, it seems that the antique world is There are successors."

Then picked up Li Zhuoying's hand, first ran to look at the scratch marks, then turned to look at Li Mingyu: "You can't see such an obvious old way? Are you blind?"

The reporters were in an uproar.

Li Mingyu couldn't speak a word.

Zhuo Chenguang smiled and said: "It's not that Mr. Li didn't notice it, but he just turned black and white in order to support his grandson."

Li Mingyu's reputation wasn't just a false rumor. It's true that he couldn't be as quick as Qin Fei who had clairvoyance, but he still had the ability to distinguish whether it was an old way or not.

Yu Chengjun learned from the knife seller that Qin Fei thought his knife was fake, so he forced the knife back to Qin Fei, and then informed Chu Hongzhang about it.

Chu Hongzhang wanted to use Li Mingyu's fame to make this matter real in front of everyone.

When the time comes, it will be difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and if he tries to find a way to get both of these knives in his hands and never show them on the market, this face will be steadily regained.

Also permanently get rid of the confidant's troubles.

Who knew that not only did Qin Fei know that his knife was genuine, but he was also so dishonest that he fought Li Mingyu to the death.

What he didn't expect was that Zhuo Chenguang would show up here with Mr. Zhong.

Zhuo Chenguang turned to the media, first pointed at Qin Fei, and then said, "I believe that you have reported on the three bronze coffins and many bronze wares unearthed in Shiniu Road not long ago."

"My name, Zhuo Chenguang, was reported in the media, but in fact, my little friend Qin Fei was the one who discovered the ancient relic and determined the age as quickly as possible, and ensured the least damage to the relic."

"It was also during that discovery that Qin Fei's superior ability hurt Li Zhuoying's face, which caused him to hold a grudge."

Zhuo Chenguang is an authoritative figure in the antique world of Chongqing. In the minds of people in Chongqing, his status is only higher than that of leading experts, not lower.

These words immediately excited the reporter group.

"Li Mingyu really can't be guaranteed at the end of the festival."

"It's not because of that prodigal grandson."

"This Qin Fei's name sounds familiar to me now."

"When Shi Niudao was excavating ancient relics, he interviewed Elder Zhuo, and Elder Zhuo mentioned this name. At that time, the media gave him a shot, but it was just a profile, so he couldn't see clearly."

"I remember it, I remember it, it's him, it's him."

"..."

The reporter surnamed Xiao pulled the little reporter's arm at once: "What are you waiting for, there are two big melons today, one is Li Mingyu who finally missed the evening festival; the second is the grand debut of a rookie in the antique world!"

"You go to guard the first one, and I'll take the second one. Be sure to grab the position closest to the protagonist as soon as possible, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)