Super Strong Little Divine Farmer
Chapter 113 - 113 I'm Confused
After hearing what Lin Chen had said, Sun Li was taken aback. If it had been someone who had never dealt with antiques telling him this, he wouldn't have paid any attention, but Lin Chen was different—this young man always gave him an unfathomable feeling.
After pondering for a moment, Sun Li made up his mind, "Alright, Fatty Hu, this piece of blue-and-white porcelain is yours."
"Haha, why is Sun Li chickening out? If you dare, keep raising the price," Fatty Hu said with a smug look on his face.
"Pff, don't gloat too soon; be careful you don't end up buying a fake," Sun Li snorted coldly.
"A fake?" Haha, did that kid just tell you that?
"Sun Li, you're normally quite clever; why are you playing the fool today? You believe the words of a fledgling? Let me tell you, this piece of blue-and-white porcelain has already been appraised by a master. It's not only genuine, but it also comes from the official kiln, and its value is over ten million," Fatty Hu said excitedly, thinking he had picked up a treasure.
After hearing Fatty Hu's words, Sun Li's expression changed slightly.
Fatty Hu grinned at Lin Chen, "You know, I should thank this little brother here. How does that saying go? 'I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I dread pig-like teammates.' Thanks for giving me this great gift."
"This kid obviously doesn't know anything and still talks nonsense, really screwing people over!"
"What a pity. Sun Li has always been very decisive; why would he listen to the nonsense of a fledgling this time!"
Lin Chen frowned upon hearing everyone's discussion and said to Fatty Hu, "Who is the pig is not yet certain; your piece is clearly a fake."
"You're saying my piece of blue-and-white porcelain is a fake?" Fatty Hu suddenly burst into laughter.
"Master Li Yuan, this fledgling actually claims my piece of blue-and-white porcelain is a fake," Fatty Hu said to the middle-aged man next to him.
Li Yuan snorted, "Kid, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Look at the quality of the porcelain body—it's very fine, and the decoration includes chrysanthemum and ring patterns. These are all characteristics of official kiln blue-and-white porcelain."
Li Yuan declared confidently, "This piece of blue-and-white porcelain has been verified as genuine by several masters. You, a fledgling who has never dealt with antiques, are saying it's a fake? Do you think your few days of experience trump our decades of studying antiques? That's simply absurd."
"It's not terrible to be ignorant, kid, but what's terrible is spouting nonsense when you're ignorant," Fatty Hu mocked coldly.
A burst of laughter filled the air, and everyone looked at Lin Chen as if he were a fool.
"You think it's funny? How about we make a bet," Lin Chen said indifferently.
"Okay, how do you propose we bet?" Fatty Hu intentionally raised his voice, drawing the attention of the people around him.
"If you lose, you give me that statue you just bought; if I lose, I'll pay you one million," Lin Chen said blandly.
"That's what you said; don't regret it later," Fatty Hu's eyes gleamed with cunning.
He had bought the statue for five hundred thousand, yet Lin Chen was now betting a million with him. This kid looked like the kind of person who had more money than sense. A fool and his money are soon parted.
"Everyone here can be witnesses, and Young Master Sun can vouch for me," Lin Chen said with a smile.
"The kid has gone mad. Many experts have checked that piece of blue-and-white porcelain; how could it be a fake?"
"A fledgling on his first antique adventure dares to question the experts? He doesn't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."
Seeing Lin Chen about to bet with Fatty Hu, a wave of mocking laughter rose once again from the crowd.
Seeing Lin Chen about to bet with Fatty Hu, Sun Li became anxious and quickly pulled Lin Chen aside, "Brother Lin, that piece of blue-and-white porcelain has been appraised by many experts, and it's indeed a genuine Song dynasty piece. Aren't you just giving away money by betting with him?"
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "I trust my intuition, although I don't know the age, it's definitely a fake."
Seeing the confidence on Lin Chen's face, Sun Li nodded, "Okay, since Brother Lin is so confident, then I am relieved."
"I hear that Master Wang Hua, a great appraiser from China, is currently in DY, why don't we invite him over to appraise it?" said Sun Li to everyone.
"Fine, we'll take whatever Master Wang says as the final result," Fatty Hu said gravely.
"I agree," Lin Chen nodded.
Half an hour later, Master Wang arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.
The crowd ushered Master Wang to the table holding the blue and white porcelain like a myriad of stars surrounding the moon.
Master Wang picked up the blue and white porcelain and examined it closely before taking out a magnifying glass to scrutinize the patterns, after which he placed the porcelain back on the table.
"How is it?" Hu Fatty asked anxiously.
Master Wang shook his head, "Hu Fatty, you have been mistaken this time. This piece of blue and white porcelain is a republican period imitation."
"What?" Hu Fatty's face turned ashen, and with a thud, he slumped onto a chair.
A hushed silence fell over the room, leaving everyone stunned.
Wasn't it said to be the first time playing with antiques, wasn't he said to be a novice? How could his eyes be so sharp?
Sun Li's face also showed a look of shock, and at the same time, he silently thanked Lin Chen, otherwise, he really would have misjudged this time.
"Young man, how did you realize that this piece is an imitation? This blue and white porcelain is very realistically imitated, unidentifiable without forty or fifty years of expertise," Wang Hua asked Lin Chen curiously.
All eyes were on Lin Chen, and Wang Hua's question was what everyone wanted to know.
Holding his hands behind his back, Lin Chen casually replied with an inscrutable air, "I guessed it!"
In an instant, any pretense of sophistication that Lin Chen had just suggested vanished without a trace.
"Mr. Hu, if you don't mind, I will take this stone sculpture," Lin Chen said with a smile as he collected the stone sculpture into his bag.
"Hmph, it's just five hundred thousand. I can afford to lose it," Hu Fatty snorted coldly, his heartache not for the stone sculpture but for the blue and white porcelain.
"Hold on, young man, may I take a look at that stone sculpture in your hand?" Wang Hua suddenly said with some excitement.
Lin Chen nodded, passing the stone sculpture to Wang Hua.
Wang Hua's hands trembled as he scrutinized the stone sculpture, turning it over and over, then took out a magnifying glass and inspected it again and again.
"A genuine artifact, it really is a genuine artifact!" Master Wang Hua was so excited that he began to almost dance with joy.
The crowd was taken aback, as Master Wang Hua was one of the top treasure appraisers in China, having seen all manners of precious items. What could this stone sculpture possibly be to make the esteemed master so excited that he danced like a child?
Carefully placing the stone sculpture on the table, Wang Hua declared, "This stone sculpture should be from the Shang dynasty royal family."
"Hiss!"
Around the room, a series of gasps were heard, revealing the significant value of the stone sculpture just by its origin.
The Shang dynasty was the first feudal dynasty of China, and artifacts from that era were rarely seen in the market, each commanding a sky-high price.
Given that this piece came from the royal family, its value was immeasurable in monetary terms.
"Conservatively estimating, the value of this stone sculpture should exceed one hundred million," Wang Hua said, his voice trembling a bit.
"Wow!" A stir of astonishment erupted among the crowd.
After all, Lin Chen had won this stone sculpture from Hu Fatty without spending a dime, essentially gaining a fortune for nothing.
Hu Fatty's cheeks were red with rage, as he had just been mocking Lin Chen for being a fool; now, having given Lin Chen a billion for nothing, it was clear who the real fool was.
Sun Li stared at Lin Chen in shock. Hu Fatty had collected four or five treasures, some of them very fine, but Lin Chen had chosen just the cheapest stone sculpture. Could it really have been just a guess?
Wang Hua approached Lin Chen with respect, "Young man, in the field of antiques, I, Wang Hua, have never admitted defeat to anyone, but today, I admit defeat to you."
Lin Chen smiled lightly, "You're too serious, Mr. Wang. I was just lucky."
"Humph, Mr. Wang, this kid just stepped in lucky crap, that's all. Just now this kid also foolishly spent ten thousand on a fake," sneered someone.
Lin Chen chuckled, "Mr. Hu, you're wrong again. This painting is not a counterfeit, you know!"