The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 490

"Master Fang!"

Zhang Huai'en greeted Fang Shijing politely.

"Hello!"

Fang Shijing returned the greeting and asked with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, owner, what treasures did you bring today?"

"This time, I brought three treasures!"

Zhang Huai'en looked proud.

"Oh!?"

"There are actually three!?"

Fang Shijing was a little surprised, and then smiled: "Looking at your smiling face, you must be very confident about the three treasures you brought. Please put your first treasure on this table, and let's start now!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Huai'en nodded and put the first brocade box on the table.

The brocade box opened.

A bronze wine jug appeared on the table.

Seeing this wine jug.

Fang Shijing took out a magnifying glass and asked casually: "I wonder if the owner can tell me the origin of this bronze wine jug, so that everyone can learn more."

"This wine jug!"

Zhang Huai'en was stunned for a moment, how could he know the details of this thing?

But as an old loach.

How could Zhang Huai'en be stumped by this question? He immediately processed the words of the stall owner.

"This wine cup was passed down by my elders. According to the family tree, my ancestors were quite prestigious in the Song Dynasty. This bronze wine cup was the sacrificial tool for the ancestors until recently..."

"No!"

He hadn't finished speaking yet.

Fang Shijing frowned and put down the magnifying glass in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Huai'en looked confused.

Fang Shijing ignored him, but after cleaning the inside of the bronze wine cup with a soft brush, he got an endoscope and stretched it directly to the bottom of the bronze wine cup.

As the endoscope magnified further, the content of the endoscope was also clearly projected onto the giant screen behind the platform. Seeing the words on the giant screen, the audience was stunned for a moment, and then laughed forward and backward.

"Oh my god, this guy is quite funny!"

"It's the Song Dynasty. His ancestors must have traveled through time, and used the creations of the 21st world to worship their ancestors in the Song Dynasty!?"

"Hahaha, July 6, 2018, Lijiang Arts Factory!"

"Good guy, I was almost fooled by his skillful acting just now!"

"How could this happen!??"

Zhang Huai'en was also stunned. If there were problems with the details of the workmanship, it would be fine, but he never expected that under the copper rust inside the wine jug, there was actually a bright engraving of a modern factory.

"Are you still going to continue?"

Fang Shijing asked as he pulled out the spyglass.

"Next one!"

Zhang Huai'en threw the bronze wine jug aside and opened the second brocade box.

This time.

Fang Shijing was too lazy to ask him.

But Fang Shijing didn't ask, but Zhang Huai'en wanted to say it. After all, after what happened just now, it would be too embarrassing if he didn't say something to change the subject, right?

"Master Fang!"

"This porcelain bowl was asked by a friend of mine to bring up."

"According to him, this porcelain is an imitation lacquerware porcelain from the Qianlong period, and it is the pinnacle of porcelain craftsmanship during the Qianlong period. There are not many of them left in the world. You touch the porcelain surface, and the feel..."

"It is indeed the pinnacle of craftsmanship!"

Fang Shijing nodded, and before Zhang Huai'en could laugh, he poured a basin of cold water on him: "However, it is not the pinnacle of the Qianlong period, but the pinnacle of the last twenty years. There are several porcelain factories in the eastern part of Jiangxi making this bowl. I can give you the contact information. It's fifty yuan each, and you can get as many as you want!"

"What?" Zhang Huai'en started to panic.

There are three things in total, and now two of them are fake.

The third one...

"Next one!"

Zhang Huai'en was panicking, but Fang Shijing didn't have the patience to waste time with him, and asked him to open the third brocade box directly.

For Fang Shijing, the two fakes Zhang Huai'en took out were simply an insult to his IQ.

"Yes, yes."

After two consecutive fakes, Zhang Huai'en had long lost his previous spirit.

He carefully opened the third brocade box, revealing the tightly wrapped painting inside.

"Open it!"

Although Fang Shijing was 80% to 90% sure that it was another fake after looking at the material of the scroll, he did not start directly, but let Zhang Huai'en spread out the painting himself out of caution.

"Master Fang."

Zhang Huai'en opened the painting and introduced: "This painting is my own collection. I have some research on paintings. This painting should be an early work of Tang Bohu. Look at this lady and the painting, isn't it..."

As the scroll opened.

The lady with her pretty face covered up was vividly depicted on the paper. Fang Shijing was stunned for a moment when he saw this lady, and Zhang Huai'en on the side also breathed a sigh of relief - looking at Fang Shijing's expression, there was a chance.

Otherwise, something worth more than 8 million...

If this goes down the drain, I will probably have to run away overnight.

After all, most of the more than 8 million is the money I have to pay to suppliers in the next two days.

If this wave is fake, the supplier who gave me the goods but didn't see the money will probably tear me apart.

Don't talk about applying for bankruptcy protection.

The suppliers of antique shops are varied, from all walks of life.

If you dare to black him, he will dare to kill you!

"Hahaha!"

"Really, it really is..."

In a moment, Fang Shijing laughed out loud.

Before Zhang Huai'en could react, Fang Shijing started to scold him: "Boss Zhang, right? Are you kidding me? Or do you think I'm too idle!?"

"Master Fang, I..."

"Forget the first two pieces, you can say you were careless!"

"What about this one?"

Fang Shijing pointed at the lady in the painting and said angrily: "Who do you think you're stupid? Ah, Tang Bohu... Tang Bohu was from the Ming Dynasty, and your Ming Dynasty ladies wear high heels and gray silk, right?"

"What!?"

"How is this possible!?"

Zhang Huai'en was stunned for a moment, and then fell directly on the table.

As expected.

As he took a closer look, he found that Fang Shijing was right. The lady who seemed to be tiptoeing was actually wearing high heels, but it was easy to be overlooked because of the angle.

And the lady's calves exposed from under the long skirt actually had a layer of gray silk!

If you don't notice the high heels in front, you will deliberately ignore the color of the lady's legs, but if you notice the high heels, it is easy to judge that it is gray, not the lady's pants that may be close to her body.

If it is a normal time, even if Zhang Huai'en's skills in antiques are poor, he can't ignore these details.

But today, in order to intercept Lin Chuan, and after running out of funds and busy with the return of capital, he didn't take the time to check the three collections in his hand, which directly led to the current scene. Not only did he lose money, but he also lost face.

And off the stage.

The melon-eating party has been laughing crazy.

"Hahaha!"

"This buddy is so funny!"

"It's so funny, Ming Dynasty ladies wear high heels and gray silk, which counterfeit boss came up with this idea!?"

"No, isn't this buddy the funniest? He swore when he talked about the origins of these antiques. I heard that he was the owner of an antique shop, but his level is just this, just this..."