"Of course, this painting looks no different from it. I think it should be a high-quality imitation work by later generations, and it is very likely to be modern, or even just an industrial product bought online. A hundred yuan may not be worth it..." Jiang Wenzhuo spoke word by word.

At the same time, he glanced at the auctioneer and said, "Miss, I am not destroying the station of your Genting Auction, but tell the truth. Please don't mind."

The auctioneer smiled and said, "Even our appraiser dares to say that this painting is true or false. I have never known why. It turns out that it has become two copies of the real painting. I thought it was too real, and the appraiser dared not say that it is false. As a result, it is not even necessary to appraise it, so it can prove that it is false."

"Now, some people understand, right? This painting is not worth even a hundred dollars." Jiang Wenzhuo said with a sarcastic look on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of admiration around him.

Expert! This is definitely an expert!

This young man didn't have to analyze the authenticity of the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Picture" at all, but directly quoted the scriptures and used allusions to prove the authenticity of the painting. It can only be said that this method is already better than everyone present.

It is said that there are talents in the generation of the country. I didn’t expect that such a powerful treasure appraiser would have emerged in Nanhai City!

Especially a few big shots who like to play with antiques, they all look admiring when they look at Jiang Wenzhuo.

They were a little confused about the authenticity of the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Picture" just now, and some people were even preparing to bid.

But now Jiang Wenzhuo woke up the dreamer with one word. It was so amazing that everyone was grateful to him.

After all, no one’s money is not blown by the strong wind. It would be so disgusting to buy fakes and go back.

Hearing Jiang Wenzhuo's sarcasm, Su Jian next to him also smiled sarcastically.

Hahaha, this son-in-law is indeed a second-hand man. He thought there was a bargain at this Genting auction. The result was just a shameful look, which made Jiang Wenzhuo stand out.

I was still afraid of him just now. Now it seems that this kind of bloke doesn’t need to be afraid of him at all, okay?

At this moment, Nalan Ruo also smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, can you go to our Nalan family to take a visit? With your level as good as Mr. Jiang, you may be able to become our Nalan family's special treasure appraiser!"

Jiang Wenzhuo smiled slightly, smiling without saying a word. He did have some experience in treasure appraisal, but at most he had a three-legged cat. Today, he was considered a blind cat who met a dead mouse, and he just happened to know this. He was not that good at being a treasure appraiser.

However, at this moment, the upper class in the audience looked at him with an admirational look. Many women looked at him with shiny eyes, which made people feel very good, especially when Nalan Ruo valued it, he felt even more like he had a chance.

At this time, I don’t know who smiled and said, “By the way, didn’t this son-in-law just bid for 100 yuan? Auctioneer, if you don’t yell, you will not even be able to sell 100 yuan once he regrets it!”

"Ha ha ha ha!"

There were laughter everywhere.

"If you don't understand antiques, don't learn to attend any auctions. Isn't this a waste of resources?"

"When you bring a hundred yuan, you want to find a bargain? Why don't you buy lottery tickets? The probability of getting rich is a little higher!"

"Why do people have everyone now? How can such a person get an invitation letter to the auction? The level of the auction is getting worse and worse!"

"Auction items worth 100 yuan really break our expectations for the lower limit!"

There were countless sarcasm around, and Zheng Man'er was also particularly embarrassed.

It would be fine if Ye Hao didn't say anything just now. Now he opens a hundred yuan to auction this fake. I'm afraid this matter will spread throughout the upper reaches of Nanhai City, and the entire Zheng family will become the target of ridicule of others.

The auctioneer was reminded at this moment, and she quickly said, "Okay, the gentleman is calling for a price of 100 yuan now. I wonder if anyone is calling for a price?"

"One hundred yuan once! One hundred yuan twice! One hundred yuan three times!"

"Sir, congratulations, this "Fuchun Mountain Residence Picture" is yours! Please go to the backend to check out later." The auctioneer said respectfully, and had to admit that her service attitude was really good.

"Hahaha, I don't think I need it. Isn't it just a hundred dollars? Let him take it out now!"

"Yes, yes! If he doesn't let him take it out now, if he can't even get a hundred yuan in a while, you won't have to lose money at the auction!"

"It's impossible to do this loss-making business!" There were sarcasm all around. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Hao's behavior simply lost the face of the upper class.

The auctioneer was also extremely embarrassed, but she was really afraid that Ye Hao would not be able to take out a hundred yuan. After hesitating for a while, he whispered: "Sir, you won't even have a hundred yuan, right? Otherwise, let's hand over the cash now?"


Chapter completed!