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"And that collector just now... Hey... where is that collector? Did he run away in anger, but it doesn't matter."

The boss looked at Ying Feihong and kept talking: "As you saw just now, that collector is very skilled. He thinks very highly of your statue of the God of Wealth, so it must be genuine."

Ying Feihong seemed to understand: "Oh, I'm relieved about this."

Seeing this, the boss secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Yi pulled Luo Ning out of the antique store, but they had already reached the door. Luo Ning turned to look at Ying Feihong and smiled softly:

"My grandfather has been collecting antiques for decades, and he has a serious mysophobia. No matter how expensive the antiques are, as long as they are fake, he will throw them down or burn them in disgust."

"You don't want him to get angry and throw things on his birthday, right? So would having an appraisal from Master Fengyun make grandpa even happier?"

Without waiting for Ying Feihong's response, Luo Ning left after speaking.

"These two losers have been hinting that my statue of the God of Wealth is fake. They say the grapes are sour when they can't eat them. It's too obvious. They want to deceive me. It's ridiculous."

"But no matter what you say, it is always true. Does twenty thousand dollars worth of rags deserve two million dollars?"

Ying Feihong looked arrogant and said in a disdainful tone.

Master Liu beside him hesitated for a moment and said: "Master Feihong, I feel... what that woman said makes sense."

"Mr. Ying also has a place in the Yunshui antique collection world, so he naturally knows the value of Master Fengyun's appraisal certificate."

"If this statue of the God of Wealth is accompanied by Master Fengyun's appraisal certificate, coupled with your filial piety, it will definitely make the old man even more happy."

Ying Feihong's eyes lit up and he thought for a while: "It makes sense."

"Then let's go too, and watch their jokes. It's really funny to pick up [-] yuan worth of junk."

Master Liu nodded, but there was worry in his eyes.

He's not afraid of [-], just afraid of the worst, and he knows very well that this is Qing Hulu Antique Street. As long as the other party doesn't violate the rules, he wants to return the item after buying it? It won’t be easy for anyone to come.

After Ying Feihong left, the antique shop owner's eyes flickered, hesitated for a while, and then closed the shop.

It's okay if the God of Wealth statue is real. If it's fake, although the transaction is protected by Qinghulu Antique Street, it is impossible to return it.

But I'm afraid that a dog will jump over the wall in a hurry.

So it was better to close the business for two days. Anyway, Ying Feihong wouldn't make so much in half a year.

The boss indeed received the God of Wealth Statue from an old farmer, but it cost him [-] instead of [-].

Qinghulu Antique Street has no branches, only one street, so Zhou Yi quickly found the location of Master Fengyun.

The boss was right. It was very conspicuous. Before he arrived, he saw a long queue, which stretched from the inside to the outside of the store for more than thirty meters. Zhou Yi and the two had no choice but to queue up.

"How did you know that the God of Wealth statue was fake? If I hadn't discovered that the middle-aged man with glasses was a fake, I would have been deceived."

Luo Ning said curiously, with a slight blush on her pretty face, like a child who did something bad for the first time.

Zhou Yi replied: "I guessed it, but I'm not sure yet."

"Ah? Is it true?" Luo Ning said in despair. She was not buying the real thing because of Feihong, but if it were true, wouldn't her hard work of acting for a long time just be in vain?

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "That God of Wealth statue is definitely not an old object. It cannot have survived for more than a hundred years, let alone be worth more than two million, otherwise the boss would not ask for it."

"It's just the material, I'm not sure about the carving skills."

Luo Ning nodded, then glanced behind her and said with a smile, "That guy is indeed here."

Ying Feihong also came to line up. Behind them, there were only two people in the middle.

Zhou Yi originally thought that such a long team would not miss their turn for at least two hours.

But he never expected that the team would advance very quickly. In just twenty minutes, Zhou Yi was already lining up at the door of the store.

The store sign simply says two big characters: "Appraisal of Treasures".

"It's so fast. I saw in the news that the speed of identifying treasures is not very slow." Zhou Yi said slightly curiously.

A man in front of him smiled and said, "Young man, this is your first time here and you don't know Master Fengyun's rules, right?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "Please tell me, brother."

The man said: "Master Fengyun's time to judge the authenticity of antiques will not exceed ten seconds, and sometimes the result can be obtained at a glance, so if yours is genuine, the entire identification process will not take more than half a minute. If it is fake, Master Fengyun will He will point out the fake points, and the entire identification only takes about one minute.”

"The team moved forward very quickly today. I guess there are more genuine products. This is a good sign."

Zhou Yi thought for a while and said: "The appraisal speed is so fast, can it really be seen clearly? What if there is a mistake?"

The man looked back at Zhou Yi and said with a smile: "It seems that not only is this your first time here, but you are also a newcomer to the antique world."

"If Master Fengyun makes a mistake in judgment, Master Fengyun will compensate you ten times as much as you lose. But so far, Master Fengyun has never failed. If Master Fengyun identifies it as true, it is true. It is very authoritative. There have been people with bad intentions before. I want to find some high imitation antiques for appraisal, and I want to get ten times the compensation."

"Unfortunately, a few antiques were imitated so high that they could be mistaken for real ones. Master Fengyun took a quick look and identified them as fakes. That guy lost several thousand yuan in appraisal fees."

Zhou Yi smiled: "Thank you for letting me know."

Seeing that he had only queued for twenty minutes, and dozens more people lined up behind him, Zhou Yi sighed:

"Even if one person only brings one antique, the appraisal fee is one thousand, how much does it cost for so many people? They make money so fast."

The man smiled and said: "It is true that money comes quickly, but Master Fengyun is not the kind of person who is blind to money. He only appraises treasures in the morning."

"There was a rich man who came here from other places. He was very anxious to bring a treasure and needed to identify its authenticity. However, there were fifty or sixty people in front of him. However, there was still half an hour before the end of Master Fengyun's treasure appraisal. It was obvious that That's too late."

"So I paid a sky-high price of [-] million for treasure appraisal, and wanted Master Fengyun to appraise the treasure for him in advance, which is to jump in line."

"That's one million. Even for Master Fengyun, it would take a thousand treasure appraisals to earn so much. Now it only takes one. But Master Fengyun still refused, saying that he didn't want to break the rules. On his side, everything All people are equal.”

While chatting, Zhou Yi also entered the treasure appraisal room, and finally saw the true face of Master Fengyun. He was sitting there wearing a navy blue robe, with a kind face, a goat beard, and gray hair. At first glance, he did not look like an ordinary old man. Big difference.

But Zhou Yi could see at a glance what was special about Master Fengyun. He was full of energy, more energetic than many young people, and the wrinkles on his face were not very obvious. His skin was rosy and shiny. The most important thing was Zhou Yi could not feel the aura of old age from him at all, on the contrary, he felt full of vitality.

This person is not only a Grandmaster, I'm afraid he is at least a third-level master.

Zhou Yi thought silently in his heart.

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