He Kun's face suddenly turned sallow and his whole body trembled.
"Offer...offer...your hands?"
He Kun was stunned for a moment at first, but after he came to his senses, his whole body was already wet with cold sweat.
If you offer your hands, isn't it the same as having your hands chopped off?
The stall owner, He Kun, was no longer as proud as before, and he was also scared.
Not only was it useless to ask so-called experts for appraisal, but it actually got me involved. This time, I completely fell into the hands of the experts.
After a period of panic, He Kun began to think of ways to prevent himself from having his hands chopped off.
So, He Kun started to mess around again.
"No, no!"
"The second game is a draw!"
"Yes! It's a draw!"
Chu Yang sneered and said, "How can we talk about a draw?"
He Kun racked his brains and said: "Because the body of the jar is real Ming Dynasty blue and white, and although the bottom of the jar was imitated during the period of earning foreign exchange, we cannot completely say that this jar is a fake. Strictly speaking, this is called half-truth!"
Hearing this, Chu Yang couldn't help but laugh.
"You, you, still claim to be a senior, make strong arguments, and don't dare to admit defeat. You don't look like a senior at all!"
Even the old man from the capital couldn't help but frown, thinking that this girl was so shameless, and she was still making excuses.
He Kun shamelessly continued: "This is the rule in the antique shop! You are young and don't understand these old rules!"
Chu Yang said directly: "What's wrong with breaking the rules? If you really want to talk about the rules, you have already broken the rules just now. You can directly lose!"
He Kun's expression tightened and he said, "What did you say?"
Chu Yang said: "Don't think that I don't understand the rules of Dou Kou. Dou Kou cannot be fought with genuine products, otherwise you will be directly defeated. Although this jar was later proven to be a fake, you just tested me as if it were a genuine one, so You have broken the rules and you should chop off your hands!"
clang!
He Kun panicked, and the fragments of the jar in his hand fell to the ground.
At this time, He Kun's mentality had been broken by Chu Yang.
He never expected that Chu Yang would actually understand the rules of fighting in the antique shop. Is this kid still a human? No, is this guy still from the younger generation?
In He Kun's opinion, it is impossible for young people to understand these rules in the antique shop so clearly.
In fact, although Chu Yang is a young man, since he inherited the Longmen inheritance, his perception is no longer that of a young man, and he cannot be viewed with the same eyes as a young man.
Only then did the old man from the capital really look at Chu Yang with admiration.
"This young man is quite interesting. He is actually more knowledgeable than this street stall owner who has been hanging out all year round. It really surprises me!" The old man in the capital sighed in his heart: "This trip to the rivers and seas was not in vain. It was not in vain. .”
This old man from the capital loves collecting. He is not an expert, otherwise he would not be fooled by the stall owner.
He just stopped by the ghost market tonight to visit, but he didn't expect to meet a young master.
At this time, Chu Yang looked at the stall owner He Kun coldly and said, "Are you going to do it yourself, or are you going to force me to do it?"
He Kun no longer argued at this time, but his attitude suddenly softened. He pleaded with Chu Yang: "Master, master, we are just playing, there is no need to take it seriously, these hands are what I eat. If it is cut off, my job will be ruined."
"Master, please show your respect. Even if we play a game and have fun, you don't have to pay for the jar. Can it be even?"
Chu Yang responded coldly: "You still have the nerve to talk about the jar. It is a fake in the first place. Even if the jar is old and new, it is still a fake. Why should I pay you!"
