Chu Yang said: "Without your colleagues sending me here, ask yourself, can you account for 10% of the genuine products on this stall?"
The stall owner hesitated for a moment, because Chu Yang really got it right. Ninety percent of the antiques on the stall were fakes, and not even 10% of them were genuine.
"You know nothing, laymen, don't talk nonsense! If you can buy it, buy it, if you don't buy it, get out!"
The stall owner was angry.
He thought to himself that no matter how much he came from a wealthy family, he would still be afraid of you. I'm afraid of that old man, but I'm not afraid of you!
Chu Yang smiled instead of being angry: "Why, more than 90% of them are fakes, why don't you let people tell you?"
"You! Say it again!" The stall owner was so angry that he was about to take action.
Unexpectedly, the old man said in a deep voice: "Stop!"
The old man cast his serious gaze on the stall owner and asked in a cold voice: "Are the calligraphy and paintings you just sold me and the Xuande stove of the Ming Dynasty also fakes?"
The stall owner was frightened by the old man's look, and suddenly became panicked.
He quickly explained: "Boss, boss, please listen to me. Please don't get excited. You must listen to what I have to say."
"Boss, how can we in this business be 100% authentic? Even experienced experts who have been in the antiques industry for many years have their eyes open, so I can't guarantee that all the items in my stall are genuine. One piece There are no fakes.”
"But boss, that painting of yours is definitely an authentic work by Zhang Daqian, and the Xuande furnace is definitely an authentic work from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. Don't worry about this. How dare I lie to you!"
"I can guess that you are a big shot, so even if you lend me 10,000 courages, I won't dare to deceive you!"
The stall owner tried his best to defend himself, then changed the topic and pointed towards Chu Yang.
"Boss, this kid's motives are not pure. I guess one of my colleagues hired him to mess up the business. He probably saw that my business has been good recently and specially asked someone to mess with it!"
"Boss, please be sure to keep your eyes open and don't be taken advantage of by someone with bad intentions. This guy has been eavesdropping on our conversations since he first came here, and he doesn't buy anything. You have to be careful!"
When the old man heard what the stall owner said, he really doubted Chu Yang's motives.
"Does this kid really have another purpose? Or is he just as interested in the secrets of Longmen as I am?"
When the old man had this idea in his mind, he quickly rejected it.
Because Chu Yang is too young and not of his generation, it is rare for young people to remember Longmen's contribution, so how can they still be interested in Longmen's secrets.
What's more, many people don't know what secrets exist in Longmen. Only a few experts will explore the mysteries of Longmen.
The old man estimated that Chu Yang might have impure motives, but he would not be here to eavesdrop on his conversation with the stall owner. After all, he only accidentally found out about the Longmen relics. Chu Yang could not have predicted it in advance and then came to eavesdrop.
Therefore, he estimated that it was more likely that Chu Yang was sent by a fellow stall owner to disrupt the situation.
The old man looked at the stall owner and said, "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"
The stall owner hurriedly said: "Absolutely not, absolutely not. Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. I don't think his hair has even grown. He doesn't know anything about antiques. If he can tell the difference between genuine and fake, I will take his surname." !”
At this time, Chu Yang also had his own plans in mind.
If he told the stall owner now that he was the person Qiao Jiaming made an appointment with, it couldn't be better.
However, in front of the old man from the capital, he could not directly reveal his identity to the stall owner, so the clues about the "bronze mask" would be exposed.
Therefore, Chu Yang could only wait for the old man from the capital to leave before revealing his identity to the stall owner.
In this way, he must first control the stall owner.
This stall owner didn't seem to take him seriously. He wanted to suppress this stall owner!
Chu Yang looked down at the stall owner and smiled coldly: "It's useless to talk more, why not just follow the rules of your antique shop and quarrel with me!"
"If I beat you, it will prove that I didn't tell lies!"
