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Li Rongrong squatted down and picked up a shard.

She frowned when she touched it with her hand, "Third Master, we all play with antiques, you're clearly a fake you pit me?"

"Fake, my blue and white porcelain but has an appraisal certificate, worth 2.1 million, I'm already giving you face by giving you 100,000 cheaper for the sake of our neighbors."

Saying that, the third master took out the certificate and threw it to Li Rongrong.

Looking at the certificate taken out by the third master, Li Rongrong's pretty face flushed with anger.

Everyone in the industry knows that this kind of certificate can be obtained by spending a little money.

But now that the porcelain is broken and can't be authenticated, Li Rongrong can only suffer a dumb loss.

Li Rongrong knew that the third master, nicknamed Hei San, was a frequent trap in this Taobao street.

I didn't expect this guy to hack into his own head.

Looking at the pieces on the ground, Li Rongrong bit her teeth.

She knew the rules of the trade, in this situation, she could only suffer a dumb loss.

Right at this moment, Ye Chen walked into the antique shop.

Opening Treasure Master, the information about the fragments on the ground had already surfaced in Ye Chen's mind.

The modern replica was worth 200 yuan.

Li Rongrong took a deep breath, "Fine, Third Master, since I broke the porcelain, I'll admit it."

Everyone shook their heads.

Everyone knew Hei San's character.

But it was true that Li Rong Rong had broken someone's porcelain first, and now he could only take the loss.

Hei San grinned, revealing two large gold teeth.

He smiled and said, "Miss Rong Rong, then I, Hei San, will thank you."

"Wait a minute." At the side, Ye Chen suddenly spoke up.

Hei San sneered, "What is this little brother's business?"

Ye Chen smiled, "Does Third Master dare to make a bet with Senior?"

Hei San was stunned, "Bet, what bet?"

Ye Chen thought, "Just bet that I'll find one of the most valuable treasures in your shop's antiques."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Hei San suddenly laughed out loud.

There were tens of thousands of antiques in his shop, trying to find the most valuable one in it was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

The other customers and the owner of the antique shop were all stunned when they heard Ye Chen's bet.

"This kid won't be stupid, how is it possible to find the most valuable one among the thousands of antiques."

"That's right, I think this kid's head is in the water."

Kurosan nodded, "What's your bet?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly, "The bet, if I win, I'll take your most valuable object, if I lose, then the compensation for this porcelain will be doubled and I'll give you four million."

Hearing four million, Hei San brightened.

"Are you serious?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly, "Of course I'm serious."

Hei San took a sip proudly with the laver pot in his hand, "Little brother, this is the money you took the initiative to send me, don't say that my old man is bullying people afterwards."

Ye Chen smiled, "Third Master, I can still afford to pay this small amount of money."

"Okay, everyone give a witness, but you endlessly find no, I give you five minutes, how about it."

"No, how can you find it in five minutes from ten thousand pieces of antiques?" Li Rongrong was not happy.

Hei San, however, sneered: "If you don't dare to forget it, I won't blackmail you, just take two million."

Ye Chen smiled: "What is there to dare, five minutes, just five minutes."

"Ye Chen, how is this possible? There are thousands of antiques in Hei San's antique shop, and he has mixed all the real forgeries together, so no one can find them except himself."

"Rong Rong, don't worry, since I dare to bet with him, I'm naturally confident that I can win him."

Ye Chen said and walked over to the antique with a faint smile, "Master San, you can start the timer now."

Hei San nodded, "Young man is cool."

He took out a stopwatch and started timing.

Five minutes counted down and the second hand spun fast.

To everyone's surprise, Ye Chen didn't touch any of the antiques, but looked at them with his eyes.

"This kid is too funny, how can you identify an antique without touching it."

"Does he think his eyes are golden pupils? One look at an antique and you can tell if it's real or not?"

"Hei San is too smart to win two million for nothing."

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Seeing Ye Chen's actions, the crowd shook their heads, in their eyes, Ye Chen was sure to lose.

With tens of thousands of antiques, it was harder than heaven to distinguish the true from the false just by looking at them with their eyes.

At this time, Ye Chen's eyes scanned every single antique and its value quickly appeared in Ye Chen's mind.

Modern imitation blue and white porcelain, worth twelve thousand.

The Minzu porcelain bowl, worth one hundred and eighty thousand.

The Zhengde blue and white porcelain was worth three million.

Soon, the value of a piece of antiques all appeared in Ye Chen's eyes as he scanned it.

In just three minutes, the entire room of porcelain was scanned by Ye Chen to find out the price.

The most valuable piece was the Zhengde blue and white porcelain.

Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Hei San who was sitting on the table comfortably sipping tea.

No, Hei San was so cunning and dared to bet me that he would have a sure win, so he couldn't win so easily.

Something must be wrong.

Suddenly, Ye Chen laughed.

His gaze fell on the purple sand pot in Hei San's hand.

Qing-Kangxi Dragon Pattern Purple Sand Pot, worth around 9 million!

It turns out that the most valuable antique in the entire antique shop is this Qing - Kangxi dragon pattern purple sand pot.

No wonder this old man kept holding onto this zisha pot.

Many people think he loves tea, but it's actually his lifeblood.

It was already five minutes, and Hei San sneered, "Young man, time's up, tell me which antique is the most valuable in my antique shop."

Ye Chen walked up to that Zhengde blue and white porcelain.

A wry smile crossed the corners of Hei San's mouth when he saw this scene.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, "This Zhengde blue and white porcelain is indeed not bad, but unfortunately the most valuable treasure in your shop is not it."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Hei San's face changed abruptly, Ye Chen walked up to Hei San and looked at the purple sand pot in his hand with a glare.

"Third Master, can you palm this purple sand pot of yours for me?"

Hei San's face changed abruptly.

The crowd was all stunned as well.

But everyone who came to the shop noticed that Hei San had been holding a purple sand pot in his hand, but no one thought it was a treasure.

Ye Chen said indifferently, "Master San, this Qing-Kangxi dragon pattern purple sand pot of yours is worth 8.5-9 million, it should be your shop's treasure!"

Hearing Ye Chen's words, the third master's face turned pale.

No matter what, Hei San would never have thought that Ye Chen would have seen that the purple sand pot in his hand was a treasure.

The gazes of the crowd all looked at Hei San as well.

"Heavens, no wonder Master San is holding this teapot and won't let go of it."

"I've also heard that half a year ago there was a Qing-Kangxi dragon pattern purple sand pot that was auctioned off for 8,690,000 at the auction house, so it was auctioned off by Master San."

Hei San's face was pale and his hands were trembling slightly.

Li Rongrong's eyes were filled with shock.

"Ye Chen, you're amazing!"

Looking at Hei San whose hands were trembling, Ye Chen smiled slightly, "Master San, you don't want to go rogue, do you!"