Lin Yu was also a little confused. How could this be possible? The box had never been touched by others, so how could it be fake.
Lin Yu quickly stood up, ran to the table, turned on the fluoroscopy, and started looking at the antiques.
After a while, Lin Yu said: "Then let me ask some experts where these two things are fake?"
"I make it clear that there is nothing wrong with this gold seal!"
Through perspective, Lin Yu could confirm that these two items had not been replaced and were still the same two treasures.
The old man with a mustache snorted coldly and said, "So many of us have identified it, so it's definitely a fake!"
"The smelting and purification technology of the Jin Kingdom was only used for gold between 60 and 70 percent!"
"And your gold seal actually reaches 90%, tell me if this is not a later imitation, where did it come from?"
Just when Lin Yu was about to speak, the old man with a mustache added another sentence.
"I feel that since one thing is fake, then this "Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra" also needs to be discussed."
"In recent years, there have been many people who use imitation products to gain fame and reputation, just for fame and fortune!"
"And aren't these two things in the Kyoto Museum in Sakura Country? If you want to fake it, please be more professional, okay?"
When Lin Yu heard this, his face fell instantly.
If you don't have enough professional knowledge, be humble and I can teach you, but you are directly attacking me personally.
Looking at the old man with a mustache, Lin Yu said coldly: "Then how do you know those two items in the Kyoto Museum of Sakura Country are still real?"
"Are you sure about this? How many years have it been since those two treasures were robbed?" the old man with a mustache retorted immediately.
"Since you robbed it, how do you know I can't invite you back?" Lin Yu continued.
As soon as he said this, the old man with a mustache turned to look at the people behind him and immediately burst into laughter.
There was a hint of mockery in the laughter.
After laughing at him, the old man with a mustache said: "Let's not talk about anything else, have you been to Sakura Country?"
"Since he is using this kind of fake product to gain fame, he must not be a member of the upper class. Can you afford the ticket? Do you have a passport?"
After Lin Yu sighed, he slowly took out the certificate of the Chinese Medical Association from his body, placed it in front of the old man with the mustache, and said.
"I, Lin Yu, from the Medical Association, are very dissatisfied with your verbal insults and personal attacks. Please prepare to receive a letter from the Medical Association's lawyer1"
After saying that, he put away the things on the table and was about to lift them up when he was held down by the old man with a mustache.
The old man said sternly: "What's the matter, you've been exposed by me and now you want to run away? I hate you the most for people who don't do business."
"Medical Association! I happen to know the permanent director of your Medical Association. I will call you now to confirm your identity."
"If not, then you are waiting to go to jail! You dare to impersonate a national public official, how brave you are!"
With that said, the old man with a mustache took out his mobile phone, found the number and dialed it.
The other experts in the room slowly approached Lin Yu, fearing that Lin Yu would run away later.
Seeing that there was no trace of panic on Lin Yu's face, but a smile on his face, the old man with a mustache was so angry that he was taunting on the phone.
"Boy, your mental quality is pretty good! I'll see how you end up when we get through on the phone later!"
Lin Yu had a sarcastic look on his face and said nothing.
Soon, the call was connected, and the old man with a mustache said to Lin Yu: "Don't wait to say that I wronged you."
Then I turned on the speakerphone directly.
Then he said to the other end of the phone: "Lao Zhang! I am Lao Liu from the Shangjing Museum. Do you remember me?"
The other end of the phone pondered for a moment before speaking: "Remember, remember, I remembered."
"What do you want from me? I'm a little busy here!"
Hearing this, the old man surnamed Liu with a mustache also hurriedly said: "Then I won't waste your time. I have a person named Lin Yu here pretending to be a member of your medical association!"
"I am familiar with most of the people in your medical association, but I have never met this person, so I called you to confirm!"
"What? Are you sure it's Lin Yu?" Zhang Wenzhong exclaimed on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, it's called Lin Yu." The old man with the mustache was a little confused, and he was already retreating. Is it true?
Zhang Wenzhong thought about it and roughly knew what happened, so he said, "You didn't offend him, did you?"
"Um...this..."
As soon as he heard the stuttering voice of the old man with a mustache on the phone, Zhang Wenzhong knew it was useless and hurriedly spoke.
"Then I'll go and get busy first. Lin Yu is indeed a member of our medical association!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
Lin Yu listened to Zhang Wenzhong hastily hang up the phone, and secretly cursed the old fox in his heart for hiding away from trouble very quickly.
The old man with a mustache felt his heart freeze when he heard it halfway.
Now I just put on the mask of pain.
The other experts standing in the room couldn't help but swallow their saliva, thankful that they didn't speak just now.
Lin Yu looked at the old man with a mustache and said with a smile: "The phone call has been made and the identity has been confirmed! Is there anything else you want to say?"
"By the way, there's something else Mr. Zhang hasn't told you. I'm the contestant going to Sakura Country to participate in the International Medical Conference this time!"
"I accidentally won a championship, and it just so happens that the superiors may still be a little enthusiastic about it!"
Listening to Lin Yu's every word, the old man with a moustache seemed like he was falling into an ice cave. When Lin Yu said a word, he fell even deeper.
"That, that, I was just joking with little friend Lin Yu, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously," the old man with the mustache said bravely.
Be as respectful as possible in your speech.
"I take it seriously. Let's not talk about you directly attacking people personally as a public official. Let's talk about these two donated items!"
"You are not capable enough, and you insist on saying that the treasure is fake. Over the years, you have deceived many real treasures."
After hearing this, one expert was unconvinced and said: "I dare say that in this field, we are absolutely professional. I don't think we made any mistakes in identification!"
Hearing this, Lin Yu shook his head sarcastically, "Then I'll let you know whether you are professional or not!"
"It's true that the Jin Kingdom has backward smelting industry technology, and it's even difficult to make currency. It's true that the purity of gold can only be extracted to 60-70%!"
"But you should know the smelting industry technology of the Northern Song Dynasty!"
"The great seal of a country is the face of a country. They know they can't make such a good one, so why can't they graft it onto the royal seal of the Northern Song Dynasty?"
"If I hadn't been reluctant to destroy these cultural relics, I would have separated them for you to see now!"
What Lin Yu said was not groundless, but through perspective, he discovered that under the inscription of the Jin Kingdom's seal was a watered Northern Song Dynasty King's Seal.
It was just that on the basis of the Royal Seal of the Northern Song Dynasty, another layer was poured to cover up the original inscriptions.
This group of "experts" dismissed this treasure based on the overall purity of the gold.
Hearing this, except for the old man with a mustache, all the other experts rushed forward, trying to snatch the treasure from Lin Yu's hand and re-identify it.