Wang Li also had a look of contempt on her face and stood up to speak for her husband: "A loser who relies on the Tang family actually has the nerve to comment on antiques without shame? It's really ridiculous."
The Tang family, who were shocked just now, felt that they had been deceived after hearing this.
Yes, how could Lu Fan, a door-to-door waste who only knows how to cook and pour foot-washing water, understand these advanced curios?
If he really has this ability, can he continue to stay in the Tang family?
"Lu Fan, just shut up if you don't understand. You have no right to speak here!"
"Yeah, what kind of virtue is it to take good care of yourself without peeing? You dare to show off in front of us. Do you really think you are some kind of master?"
"You're a loser, but you still have the nerve to comment on antiques?"
"Panjiayuan is the largest antique trading market in Beijing. Even the experts there have seen it. How can it be fake?"
Dozens of relatives became agitated and ridiculed Lu Fan mercilessly, their voices harsh and shrill.
Tang Huanxi's face looked a little ugly. She didn't want to open her mouth just now because she was afraid of seeing this scene, but she didn't expect that Lu Fan would step on this mine filled with gunpowder so recklessly.
Lu Fan's face was calm. He was born in a wealthy family in Beijing. How could he not know that Panjiayuan, a counterfeit goods distribution center, was a one-stop shop for counterfeiting everything from selling to appraisal. No one in Beijing would buy anything here. It was all used to deceive.
Of foreigners.
Seeing that Lu Fan had no intention of explaining, Tang Tao curled his lips disdainfully. He spent 50,000 yuan to buy this thing from a friend who specialized in antiques, whom he had known for many years.
My friend, I assure you again and again that this thing must be real. How could it possibly be fake, as this loser Lu Fan said?
"What are you arguing about? This old lady is having a great day, and she doesn't know where to stop."
At this time, a majestic scolding sound came from the room.
Tang Tao and Su Mei supported the old lady from the main hall to the door, looking majestically at the Tang family relatives in the yard.
"Grandma, Lu Fan, a loser, actually said the birthday gift I bought for you was fake. Do you think it's ridiculous?" Tang Taojian was supported by someone and he immediately ran forward to complain.
"Hey, my dear grandson has prepared a birthday gift for me? What kind of gift is it? Show it to grandma."
When the old lady saw Tang Tao, she immediately smiled and completely ignored the existence of Tang Huanxi and Lu Fan.
"Grandma, this is the yellow flower glaze from the Yongzheng period that I asked a friend to buy for you at Panjiayuan in Shangjing for 500,000 yuan. Experts said that I missed it. The real market price is more than 2 million, grandma.
Take a look, what do you think of the gift your grandson has prepared for you?"
Tang Tao eagerly walked to the old lady holding the bottle of yellow flower glaze. At the same time, he kept glancing at Tang Huanxi standing behind the crowd with his peripheral vision, his face full of pride.