"Hmph! Of course!" Qin Aodong was very pleased with everyone's reaction.

Afterwards, he cast a contemptuous glance at Ye Chen, lifted off his collar, and pulled out a gourd-shaped jade piece tied around his neck: "Look at this again!"

"This piece of chalcedony was a coming-of-age gift given to him by the emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Eighty-eight eminent monks set up an altar to consecrate it and recite the Buddha for 108 days! It is worth three million! Wearing it on my body can ward off evil spirits." Huaji, start the momentum!"

Hearing that this piece of gourd chalcedony was so big, the crowd stretched their necks and rushed to watch.

Zhang Ermao flapped his nostrils excitedly, as if someone had slapped him, and stared at the jade gourd with greedy eyes, wishing to swallow it.

Holding the jade gourd, Qin Aodong sneered at Ye Chen twice: "The poor play with watches, the rich play with jade, you are a poor man, you can't even afford a decent dress, and you want to buy antiques, it makes people laugh out loud."

His tone was sarcastic, and the crowd around him looked at Ye Chen from time to time.

Indeed, Ye Chen didn't look like a rich man either. He was wearing the most common white T-shirt, jeans and a pair of sneakers, no different from a working young man.

As for Qin Aodong's outfit, it seems ordinary, but anyone who knows the business knows that this suit is expensive, it is completely handmade, and it costs at least six figures from head to toe.

Ye Chen looked at Qin Aodong's smug look, and felt that this person was fucking funny, but in fact he was not a villain at all, at best he was a heartless and silly young master.

So, Ye Chen looked at him and asked with a smile: "Are you rich? Look at your bracelet, it looks really good, but it's a pity...it's a fake."

Qin Aodong was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily: "You are talking nonsense, my bracelet cannot be a fake."

"If you don't believe me, ask the owners of some antique shops around."

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, and said with something in his words: "If you have money to play antiques, it depends on who plays them. If a blind person insists on getting involved in the antique circle, pretending to know what he doesn't know, in the eyes of others He's just a fat sheep, not even a fancier."

Qin Aodong's face was full of anger, he could hear Ye Chen mocking his ignorance, and said sharply: "If my bracelet is real, you can kneel down and admit your mistake on the spot, how about it!"

"Okay." Ye Chen agreed, with an extremely relaxed attitude, "Take artificial bloodstone as chicken blood jade, I can only say that you are really talented."

Qin Aodong was satirized by him, his face flushed, he turned his head fiercely, and said to the crowd watching.

"Boss Zhang and Boss Li, please give me an appraisal to see if this bracelet is real or not."

The two people who were named by him suddenly showed embarrassment and looked at each other.

Appraisal of antiques, no matter whether it is true or false, is a matter of offending people, and it may even offend colleagues.

"Young Master Qin, we both have limited knowledge, so we really can't tell."

Qin Aodong said angrily: "Don't think that I don't know what you are doing. You can appraise it for me. Whether it is true or not, I won't bother you! But if you fool me, I will ask someone to appraise it afterwards. You must know you Tell lies, I can't forgive you."

"Young Master Qin, don't be angry!"

The two came forward in fright.

No one who does business in the antique street dares to offend Young Master Qin.

So the two antique shop owners had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the jade strings for a closer look.

A few minutes later, one of the bosses laughed dryly, "Qin, Young Master Qin, that little brother is right, your bracelet... bracelet..."

"Say!" Qin Aodong shouted coldly.

The boss was so frightened that he said quickly, "Your bracelet is indeed artificial bloodstone, not jade."

As soon as his words fell, Qin Aodong's face turned ashen, and quickly became congested and red, as if he had been slapped in public. JrNovels.com