Ye Fan's smile became more and more weird, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but take two steps back in fright.

Mr. Lei looked at Ye Fan in confusion: "There is still a flaw? Where is it?"

Even though he was a very experienced treasure appraiser, he didn't find any problems. This was the problem, so Mr. Lei couldn't wait.

Ye Fan was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Mr. Lei would be so anxious. This old man had a calm temper. Except for the previous treasure hunt in Qianfo Mountain, he had never seen the old man so anxious.

However, Ye Fan still failed.

"Can Mr. Lei really not see it?"

Lei Lao rolled his eyes at him and said to himself: "What can I see? If I see a problem, do I need to ask you?"

But after all, due to his identity, he had to smile: "This mural is very weird, and the forgery is superb. It is not easy to find flaws. I am old, my eyesight is not good, and I don't have the energy to find flaws.

Ye Fan, if you see a problem, don’t keep it secret."

It seemed like he was speaking sincerely, but in fact he had already greeted Ye Fan hundreds of times in his heart.

Seeing the anger flashing deep in Mr. Lei's eyes, Ye Fan knew that he couldn't tease the old man any more, otherwise, if Mr. Lei was angry, he might lose more than he gained.

After clearing his throat, Ye Fan used his nails to scrape off a little dye from the mural.

"Put this dye in vinegar and heat it, and you can see the decomposition products. If there is a turbid cotton-like object in it, it is an adhesive. In the Qing Dynasty, adhesives had not yet appeared."

Ye Fan's words have made it very clear. As long as there is an adhesive, it proves that the dye used in the painting is a modern preparation.

In other words, this mural is a modern craft and did not really come from the Qing Dynasty.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the middle-aged man and Zheng Zhiyuan looked at each other at the same time, their expressions ugly.

They didn't expect that Ye Fan had such a method.

Even Mr. Lei was stunned at this time, looking at Ye Fan with a strange look in his eyes.

However, a smile soon appeared on Mr. Lei's face.

"Okay, this method is good and straightforward."

Being able to make Mr. Lei say such words shows that Ye Fan's method is really clever.

Soon, a waiter brought over white vinegar and alcohol lamps.

Throw a piece the size of a fingernail into the white vinegar and heat it underneath.

Soon, the dye on the surface of the fragments peeled off, and as the temperature continued to rise, the dye began to decompose and finally melt completely.

A small ball of cotton-like turbidity appeared, floated in the water for a while, and then sank to the bottom of the cup.

Seeing this scene, there is no need to say anything, everything has been confirmed.

"This mural is a modern handicraft, not a Qing Dynasty mural. Ye Fan is the winner."

In shock, Mr. Lei announced the final result.

Wow~

The scene was in an uproar and everyone was shocked. No one expected that the outcome would be like this.

"how so?"

Zheng Zhiyuan opened his pupils and looked at the middle-aged man angrily.

"Didn't you acquire this? At that time, you assured me that it must be genuine. Why is there adhesive?"

Increasingly angry, Zheng Zhiyuan suddenly raised his foot, put it hard on the middle-aged man's stomach, and kicked him to the ground.

Still unable to understand his hatred, Zheng Zhiyuan raised his foot and stepped hard on the middle-aged man's chest.

"How did you promise me this? Tell me, what are you so worried about?"

Zheng Zhiyuan looked like he was crazy.

The middle-aged man huddled on the ground and kept wailing and begging for mercy, but Zheng Zhiyuan had no intention of stopping.

Mr. Lei and others quickly stepped forward and pulled Zheng Zhiyuan away.

"In front of so many people, is it appropriate for you, the president of the Antiques Association, to be so rude?"

Lei Lao asked angrily.

Zheng Zhiyuan finally regained his composure and said impatiently: "It's all this bastard. He bought this mural and claimed it was a rare treasure. But in the end, I was

The Antiques Association is in disgrace."

Zheng Zhiyuan still had anger on his face, and even his eyes were filled with anger.

Mr. Lei said with a stern face: "This is a family matter of your Antiques Association. Handle it yourself. Don't take it outside and let others laugh at it."

Zheng Zhiyuan then turned around and saw everyone below staring at him, and couldn't help but have an ugly look on his face.

At this time, Ye Fan walked over slowly and looked at Zheng Zhiyuan with a smile.

"President Zheng, I am willing to admit defeat and agree to my conditions. I hope you can fulfill them."

Zheng Zhiyuan's originally gloomy face became even gloomier now.

But this bet was made in the presence of everyone, and no matter how much he didn't want to, there was nothing he could do about it.

Squeezing out a smile, Zheng Zhiyuan finally said calmly: "Mr. Ye's methods are superb, and I, Zheng Zhiyuan, will naturally not go back on my word."

Even though he was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to agree to Ye Fan.

Hearing Zheng Zhiyuan's words, Ye Fan smiled: "Well, thank you very much, President Zheng. I will find President Zheng after the treasure appraisal conference is over."

This matter will never be so easy to achieve. Even if Zheng Zhiyuan agrees now, there may be some trouble by then.

Ye Fan has already thought of this, but as long as he can get Zheng Zhiyuan's approval, he will have a way to handle the next thing.

The auction continued, because there was something wrong with the two auction items, and the people participating in the auction were not very interested in the next items, so the prices were naturally not high.

Among them, Ye Fan bought a set of Five Emperors' Coins for 70,000 yuan. Based on the market price of Five Emperors' Coins, 70,000 yuan was really too high.

However, Ye Fan didn't care if others looked at him like a fool and insisted on buying it.

When the last auction item was bought, the charity auction finally ended.

Perhaps, this was the Antiques Association's most failed auction. The total cost of all the items was more than 2 million, but in the end, only 1.3 million was sold.

Unexpectedly, the organizer of this charity auction turned out to be doing charity for everyone.

Seeing Zheng Zhiyuan leave with a gloomy face, Ye Fan sneered: "You're the one who deserves it."

Then, he slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

But as soon as he stood up, he was stopped by Mr. Lei.

"Let's have a drink together?"

Mr. Lei looked at Ye Fan and asked with a faint smile.

Ye Fan naturally would not refuse Mr. Lei's invitation. He nodded and told Liu Piaoxu to go back first, and then left with Mr. Lei.

In a private room not far from the Antiques Association, Mr. Lei specially opened a bottle of good wine and drank with Ye Fan.

"What's the point of that Five Emperors' money? Seventy thousand yuan, isn't it expensive?"

After taking a sip, Mr. Lei asked with a smile.

Although he knew that Ye Fan would never waste his money, the Five Emperors' money must have another value.

But I couldn’t understand it, so I asked anyway.

But Ye Fan smiled and took out the Five Emperors' money.

"If this set of Five Emperors' Money is taken out as a complete set, it will naturally not be worth much. It can only be worth 20,000 yuan at most. It has to be purchased by someone who needs it. But if it is taken apart, the value will be different."
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