After the divorce, I made tens of billions, and my ex-wife knelt down!

Chapter 10 The Genuine and the Imitation
Ye Xingchen pretended to be disappointed, but a smile that was not noticed by others flashed across his eyes.

He wished that Su Minghai would reject his gift.

"Ye Xingchen, hurry up and take your things, don't embarrass yourself here!"

Su Xuedan came behind Ye Xingchen, pulled his sleeve, and said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry! Xingchen is ignorant and disturbed your elegance. I apologize to grandpa on his behalf!"

Su Xuedan immediately apologized to Su Minghai with a smile.

Su Minghai waved his hands expressionlessly, expressing that he didn't mind.

Su Xuedan hurriedly pulled Ye Xingchen back to their table and sat down.

"Ye Xingchen, hurry up and take out your ancient bowl to open everyone's eyes!" Su Zhuowang booed again.

He found that Su Minghai was already unhappy, so he wanted to take the opportunity to make Su Minghai angry and hate Su Xuedan's family.

"That's right, that's right! I haven't seen a real ancient bowl yet, so I really want to see it!" Huang Chunmiao followed suit.

"it is good!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Xingchen did not refuse this request.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were deliberately making fun of Ye Xingchen in order to make him look more embarrassing.

Ye Xingchen's embarrassment here is tantamount to Su Weiliang's family embarrassment.

Su Xuedan was about to stop it, but Ye Xingchen had already taken out the ancient bowl from the paper box.

Ye Xingchen's fingers didn't touch the ancient bowl directly, but held it with a tissue.

Many people who love to join in the fun gathered around.

"It's really a bowl!" Huang Chunmiao said in a mocking tone.

"It's indeed a bowl, but it looks like a bowl used by beggars on the street. Haha!" Lu Hui satirized directly.

"Bring an old bowl, and give it to grandpa as an ancient bowl. Ye Xingchen, Ye Xingchen, you are really worried and kind. Did you come here to make trouble? Do you think grandpa is a beggar?"

Su Zhuowang said, reaching out to take the ancient bowl in Ye Xingchen's hand.

Ye Xingchen reacted very quickly, blocked Su Zhuowang's reaching hand with his left hand, and said calmly: "This is an ancient bowl, don't touch it! If you accidentally break it, you won't be able to afford it!"

"I can't afford to pay? Haha! How can I not afford to pay for a broken begging bowl? What a big joke!"

Su Zhuowang looked disdainful.

"I can buy you a cart of this kind of beggar's bowl!"

"The bowl I'm holding is just an ancient bowl from the Song Dynasty. Even if I sell you, I can't afford it!" Ye Xingchen sarcastically said.

"Cut! If you make a bowl old, it becomes an ancient bowl? I said Ye Xingchen, it's okay if you're stupid, don't take us as stupid too!"

"Zhuo'er, don't waste your time with such a fool! Everyone can see how he can have an ancient bowl!"

As Lu Hui said, his eyes moved to Su Xuedan, and he put on a complaining look: "Xuedan, what happened to Ye Xingchen in your family? He gave this kind of beggar's bowl at Dad's birthday banquet on purpose to make Dad Did you have a happy birthday?"

Su Xuedan's face was extremely ugly.

Yu Yanzhen glared at Ye Xingchen angrily, as if she wanted to eat him.

"Xia Chong can't speak ice!" Ye Xingchen said coldly.

"Who are you scolding?" Lu Hui's face darkened.

"Call you summer bugs who don't know how to pretend to know!"

"you……"

"Let me tell you, what I have in my hand is a ceramic bowl from Ru Kiln in Song Dynasty, called Celadon Fenghua Bowl!"

"Celadon Fenghua bowl?" An old man in Tang suit sitting on Su Minghai's left couldn't help but make a sound.

This old man's surname is Guo, he is Su Minghai's friend, and he is well-known in the antique collection circle in Yuejiang City.

"Old Guo, what's the matter?" Su Minghai asked immediately.

Lao Guo didn't respond to Su Minghai, stood up and walked in front of Ye Xingchen.

"Is the celadon Fenghua bowl you are holding in your hand?"

"Exactly!"

"May I see it?"

"Okay! But you can only see but not touch!"

Ye Xingchen said as he put the celadon Fenghua bowl on the lid.

Lao Guo bent down and carefully observed the celadon Fenghua bowl.

After observing twice, his brows frowned.

Then, he put his nose close to the celadon Fenghua bowl and sniffed it.

His eyes lit up, he straightened up slowly, and took out a magnifying glass from his pocket.

He is indeed a professional, carrying tools for identifying antiques with him.

He leaned down again and carefully examined the celadon offering bowl with a magnifying glass.

Everyone present said nothing and looked at Lao Guo.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Lao Guo admired the celadon Fenghua bowl while looking at it, "It really is the celadon Fenghua bowl of Song Gaozong! The real thing, the real thing!"

As soon as Lao Guo's words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"Lao Guo, is this really authentic?" Su Minghai asked with half-belief.

"Old Su, you know me well. When did I miss you?"

Old Guo straightened his body, glanced at Su Minghai, his face was beyond doubt.

Su Minghai frowned, with a look of disbelief.

"This is a priceless treasure!" Lao Guo sighed.

Many people began to whisper.

More people seem incredible.

"Did Mr. Guo make a mistake? If Ye Xingchen's bowl is from the Song Dynasty, then the jade pig I just gave to grandpa is from the Tang Dynasty!" Su Zhuowang expressed doubts.

Lao Guo glanced at Su Zhuowang displeasedly: "You can look down on him, but you are not allowed to question the old man's profession!"

Su Zhuowang was speechless for a moment, looking a little embarrassed.

"My bowl is indeed an antique, but the jade pig you gave to grandpa is the imitation. What about the Ming Dynasty? In my opinion, it was only imitated in the past two years."

Ye Xingchen glanced at Su Zhuowang, his tone cold.

"Nonsense!" Su Zhuowang's expression changed.

"I'll prove it to you!"

As Ye Xingchen said, he walked up to Su Minghai.

"Grandpa, borrow your jade pig!"

Ye Xingchen didn't care whether Su Minghai agreed or not, and directly picked up the pair of jade pigs.

He put it to his mouth and exhaled gently, then put it to his nose and sniffed.

"Just now you said that this pair of jade pigs belonged to the Ming Dynasty, and they were only unearthed in the past 30 years, but this pair has no earthy smell at all. If it was unearthed in the past 30 years, it proves that it has been buried in the ground for at least hundreds of years. How can there be a little soil? No scent?"

Su Zhuowang's expression changed again, and he couldn't help but look at his wife Huang Chunmiao.

Huang Chunmiao's complexion also changed.

Su Minghai frowned, his face became a little displeased.

Su Xuedan and Yu Yanzhen looked like they were enjoying the show.

"Also, real ancient jade will have gray skin.

The distribution of its gray skin is generally uneven, thick and thin, even if the whole body is calcified, there will be windows, but the pair of jade pigs you sent is just the opposite.

This pair of Jade Pig faked white and gray dullness without diffusion, nor the shade transition of the real thing.

It can be said that this pair of jade pigs is still inferior among the imitations.

The white spots are like mold, without the slightest aesthetic feeling. "

"You...you are talking nonsense!" Su Zhuowang immediately retorted, "You are a poor man who married into my Su family, pretending to understand!"

"If you don't believe me, you can find a professional to take a look!" Ye Xingchen said disapprovingly.

"Mr. Guo, you are a professional, tell them whether this pair of jade pigs is an imitation?"

Ye Xingchen said, and handed the jade pig in his hand to Lao Guo.

Lao Guo took it in his hand and observed it, his brows wrinkled.

(End of this chapter)