The best ring

"This is indeed a fake." Wu Fan said.

"You also said, believe it or not, I will beat you!" the boss said angrily.

If someone else said that the things on his stall were fakes, he might not be so angry and could argue with them confidently. However, when Wu Fan explained the fakes in such detail, the boss felt like Weirdly, he always felt that Wu Fan seemed to know something.

Therefore, all he wants now is for Wu Fan to leave quickly and not to ruin his good deeds.

"What? Are you angry from embarrassment?" Wu Fan didn't panic at all. He could deal with a dark master, so how could he care about a street stall owner.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The boss was furious, waving his fist and hitting Wu Fan.

Wu Fan gently stretched out his right hand, easily grabbed the opponent's fist, and said calmly: "What? You still want to do it?"

When the boss saw that he was easily blocked by Wu Fan, he became even more angry. He tried his best to break away from Wu Fan's control. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from Wu Fan's control. Wu Fan's hands were like It was like a pliers, tightly clamping his fist.

Wu Fan exerted a little force, and the boss suddenly screamed, and his face that was flushed due to excessive exertion suddenly turned pale.

After giving the stall owner a lesson, Wu Fan let go of him.

The boss rubbed his hands that were obviously red and had a few strangulation marks, and looked at Wu Fan bitterly, but he was also very jealous of Wu Fan in his heart.

But Wu Fan didn't notice that when he was teaching the stall owner, the eyes of the old man next to him brightened significantly, and he looked at Wu Fan with interest, as if he saw something of great interest.

"I said this thing is fake, and it is fake!" Wu Fan continued: "The master who made this porcelain plate has a hobby, which is to carve a small '李' in the bottom pattern of the porcelain plate. In order to show that this porcelain plate was made by him, the characters are very small and cleverly hidden within the pattern. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t see them at all. Of course, he should also be showing off by doing this. , showing his superb skills, buyers can’t tell the authenticity.”

"Is there any engraving?" After hearing what Wu Fan said, the old man took the porcelain plate over, looked at it carefully, and even took out a magnifying glass from his pocket.

"It really does!" After a while, the old man said excitedly and surprised.

"Do you believe it now?" Wu Fan said.

"I believe it, I believe it." The old man said: "I didn't expect that my friend, your antique appreciation ability is so strong, and you can actually spot such high-quality imitations."

When the old man said this, he felt ashamed.

Fortunately, I had boasted in front of Wu Fan about my ability to appreciate antiques and rarely made mistakes, but I was almost deceived.

"Old man, actually, I believe you can spot it if you look carefully." Wu Fan said with a smile: "It's just that your mind was disturbed by the double act played by the two of them, so you didn't look so carefully."

"Double act?" The old man was stunned, and then his eyes wandered around the boss and the middle-aged man next to him, and suddenly said: "You mean, they are a group?"

Wu Fan nodded.

The middle-aged man next to the old man looked a little embarrassed and angry: "I don't know what you are talking about, huh."

After the man finished speaking, he stood up and left.

Seeing that the old man had discovered that the porcelain was fake and could not be purchased, it was no longer necessary for him to stay here and act with his boss.

As soon as the old man saw the middle-aged man's expression, he knew that Wu Fan was right. The man and the boss were indeed on the same team.

"Little friend, if it weren't for you today, I would have been cheated miserably." The old man said with emotion.

He doesn't care about money, he doesn't care about that little money, but what he cares about is face.

He likes to show off his collection in front of his friends and show off his taste. How embarrassing would it be if he showed a fake one to others?

"I'll just say it casually." Wu Fan said with a smile.

The stall owner saw the two of them talking and laughing in front of him. He was very angry, especially towards Wu Fan, and wanted to beat him to death. However, he knew that he was not Wu Fan's opponent and did not dare to take action rashly.

"Little friend, you and I feel like old friends at the first sight. Why don't we find a place to have a cup of tea and have a good chat." The old man said.

"Okay." Wu Fan did not refuse.

Originally, Wu Fan wanted to come here to pick up leaks and make some money. However, when he got here, he realized that it is definitely not that easy to pick up leaks. Unless there are special circumstances like that night, otherwise, these antique sellers are smarter than the others. , the vision is not bad, I am afraid it will be difficult to pick up the leaks.

Of course, when he came, Wu Fan came with a just-in-case mentality, so although he didn't succeed in picking up the missed items, he wasn't too disappointed.

The two of them left together. The boss was unwilling to accept that a big deal just went away, and he was filled with resentment towards Wu Fan.

Wu Fan and the old man came to a teahouse outside Wangyuan Street. After introducing themselves to each other, Wu Fan knew that the old man's surname was Fang. He came from the Imperial Capital and was an antique lover. When he came to Jiangzhou this time, he also wanted to participate in tomorrow night's event. From Jiahua Summer Auction.

"What a coincidence, I'm going to attend the auction tomorrow night, and we'll meet again then." Wu Fan said with a smile.

"Little friend Wu Fan is also going?" The old man's eyes lit up when he heard Wu Fan's words, and he said: "Yes, with my appreciation ability, I guess I have a lot of experience in collecting antiques, so I won't miss such a grand event. , when the time comes, we can communicate more on site.”

It can be seen that Mr. Fang still trusts Wu Fan's ability to appreciate antiques, and he also wants to communicate more with Wu Fan in this regard.

"I should ask Grandpa Fang for advice." Wu Fan said.

"Don't dare to ask for advice." Mr. Fang said: "What happened today, if you weren't here, I would definitely have been deceived. If our old friends knew that I was deceived, I don't know how long I would be laughed at by them. "

Wu Fan smiled, this old man Fang really wanted to save face.

The two chatted in the teahouse for a long time before they dispersed. The topics they talked about were mainly related to antiques. Wu Fan actually didn't know much about antiques, so most of the time, Mr. Fang was the one talking. listen.

It can be seen that this old man Fang has indeed been immersed in the antique industry for many years. He has a lot of knowledge, allusions and so on, and he comes up casually. He is much better than Wu Fan, who is a monk halfway. What happened today would not have happened if those two people did not sing the double act. , Wu Fan believes that Mr. Fang should also be able to see it.