Not only did Liang Yong sarcastically and ridicule, but the other people's faces were also like laughing.

Zhao Zhengze looked at Chen Jing with some concern, but he still believed in Chen Jing in his heart, knowing that he would never buy the seemingly ordinary white-glazed porcelain bottle for no reason.

Chen Jingjun's face also had a smile on her face. He looked at Liang Yong and replied, "Since you can't wait, then open your eyes and look at it. Don't hurt your face in a while."

Liang Yong grinned and said directly: "Does my face hurt? I just know how to hahaha."

Chen Jing shrugged and signaled Zhao Zheng to help him get the help. Then he carefully opened the protective box and took out the pure white glaze without any pattern.

I suddenly felt slightly deeper when I bought it. The amount of this white glaze porcelain bottle is still quite light, after all, it is not small in size.

But in fact, this amount is wrong. If you are careful enough, you might be able to see the clues from the wrong size. However, it seems that Liu Song, the owner of "Jubao House", is not careful enough.

"That's it? Chen Jing, you wouldn't mean to point out the deer as a horse and say that the white glaze porcelain bottle in your hand is a genuine antique worth tens of millions, right? Hahaha, we are not blind." Liang Yong saw the white glaze porcelain bottle in Chen Jing's hand and immediately laughed out loud.

It must be said that the identification of this white glaze porcelain bottle does not require any attention. Anyone who knows a little can see that it is definitely not an old object.

"This is indeed an ordinary porcelain bottle, not much worth."

"It looks OK, but it is definitely not an antique, at most two or three thousand things."

"Haha, see what he is going to say."

Others also confirmed that the white glaze porcelain bottle was not a genuine antique, so they followed it and were slapped in the face by Chen Jing just now. They had no room for refutation. Naturally, they naturally wanted to find the place back.

"Mr. Mei, what do you think?" At this time, someone asked Mei Guan.

Mei Guan was rigorous and took two steps closer, looked at the white glaze porcelain bottle in Chen Jing's hand, and then said: "It's not really an antique, at most it's an object from the 1970s and 1980s."

After saying this, he couldn't help but look at Chen Jing with some surprise, thinking that with his identification ability, he shouldn't be able to see it. Then why did he buy this white glaze porcelain bottle?

Is there any trick in it?

Just when Mei Guan was still secretly confused, Liang Yong smiled and said, "Chen Jing, Mr. Mei said so, just honestly admit that you can't do it. What kind of antiques are the leading figures of the younger generation? Are you worthy of you?"

Everyone's eyes also looked at Chen Jing, waiting for him to surrender.

Chen Jing raised his lips slightly and replied, "What are you anxious about? There are some things that you can't just look at the surface, but you have to look at their inner self. Just like people, some people are good outside, but they are not very good inside, and some people are ordinary outside, but they can amazed the world."

Liang Yong was slightly stunned when he heard this, but for a moment he didn't understand what Chen Jing meant.

Mei Guan, who was already confused about Chen Jing's behavior of buying a white glaze porcelain bottle, suddenly widened her eyes. She obviously thought of something and said in horror: "Is it... impossible?"

He suddenly made a sound, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Someone asked: "Mr. Mei, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Mei, is there something wrong?"

"What's impossible, Mr. Mei."

Mei Guan ignored everyone's doubts, but once again turned her eyes to the white glaze porcelain bottle in Chen Jing's hand, and asked with a stuttering speech: "Chen, Mr. Chen, you, is there a universe inside your porcelain bottle?"

Chen Jing smiled: "Mr. Mei has such a good eye."

Good eyesight?

Mei Guan was slightly stunned, but didn't know what to respond. He could not see this. It was clearly thought of it from Chen Jing's words. In addition, how did Chen Jing see it?

Liang Yong asked confused at this time, "Mr. Mei, what's wrong?"

Mei Guan ignored him and continued to ask Chen Jing: "Mr. Chen, even if there is a universe inside, how can you be sure that the things inside can be worth tens of millions?"

Chen Jingying said: "I can't be completely sure, but the value of such objects with Qiankun is not very low. If not, I'll try it later."

He is really hard to explain this question, so he can only say this.

Mei Guan didn't think much about it. As soon as Chen Jing was right, the treasures in the oil-holding parts are often valuable. After all, it is definitely not an ordinary thing to be hidden by others.

Secondly, he was shocked and puzzled at this moment. He could not understand how Chen Jing could get a bargain again. Even if the treasure in the white glaze porcelain bottle was not worth more than ten million, this incident was shocking.

At this time, when everyone listened to the conversation between the two, some smart and quick-responsive people understood.

"Damn it, no, I'm holding the oil?"

"How could it be the stomach-holding oil, how did he find it?"

"I, I don't believe it."

Liang Yong's face suddenly became ugly. He looked at the white glaze porcelain bottle in Chen Jing's hand and said, "Impossible, I don't believe it, how is this possible? Chen Jing, don't be stubborn. What you are holding in your hand must be an ordinary porcelain bottle, right?"

At the end of his words, he even inexplicably brought a bit of begging.

After all, he was almost playing a scoundrel just now. If Chen Jing can successfully pick up real antiques worth tens of millions on the spot, he will probably become a joke and Chen Jingyang's biggest background in the future.

This is no less than social death.

Chen Jing smiled and looked at him, saying, "If you are dreaming now, then I can answer you with the right word, but it's a pity that's not."

Liang Yong looked ugly as if he had eaten a feces. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, even if you are a stomach-holding oil, the things inside may not be worth tens of millions!"

Chen Jing: "Indeed, there is no absolute thing in this world? Then let's take a look."

Immediately, Chen Jing carefully placed the porcelain bottle into the protective box, which contained protective measures to ensure that the three-legged inside would not be damaged after the white-glazed porcelain bottle was broken.

"Xiao Jing, it's amazing." Zhao Zheng said with a smile at this time, but he still asked in a low voice with a little concern: "Can you be sure that it's because of the stomach holding oil?" ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Chen Jing responded: "Yes, sure."

Zhao Zheng nodded, and did not rush to ask Chen Jing how he saw it. He just said, "Then let's find a tool to break this white glaze porcelain bottle."

Chen Jing smiled: "No."

After saying that, he bounced his fingers at the white-glazed porcelain bottle.

Bang.
Chapter completed!