Almighty Daughter Was Spoiled By a Big Brother

Many people who want to identify with antiques in their hands are hesitant.

For fear of saying from the mouth of the old appraiser, their antiques are also fakes.

No one wanted to go up to appraise it, so the apprentice shouted again, "Anyone want to appraise the antique jade?"

Gu Yan heard this sentence as soon as he entered the antique shop.

Without hesitation, she took the teapot and placed it in front of the appraiser.

The old appraiser looked at the teapot and frowned.

It was picked up from the garbage dump.

He looked at Gu Yan for a while, his brows furrowed even tighter, "Little girl, are you here to appraise the antiques?"

"Yeah." Gu Yan nodded lightly.

"Where did your teapot come from?" the old appraiser asked again.

Gu Yan answered honestly: "It's on the street stall in the antique market."

Old appraiser: "..."

Other antique collectors onlookers also lost interest in Gu Yan's teapot.

The antiques on the stalls outside are basically fake, and the real ones have been washed away.

Moreover, Gu Yan was young.

Most of the time she came to play.

The old appraiser stroked his beard and reminded kindly: "This appraisal of antiques requires two hundred yuan, and most of your teapots are fake. Do you still need appraisal?"

Gu Yan touched her pocket, she only had fifty dollars left on her body now.

However, if the teapot is sold here, then there will be money to identify the antique.

Gu Yan frowned and asked, "Can you guarantee that there will be no wrong identification?"

The old appraiser was questioned again, and was so angry that his beard twitched, "If I make a mistake in the appraisal, I'll give you 100,000 yuan, right?"

"Okay, let's start then."

Gu Yan was not polite to the old appraiser either.

The old appraiser gave the teapot to the apprentice, "After cleaning it up, bring it here."

The stains on it were difficult to remove, and it took ten minutes before the apprentice came back with the teapot.

He handed it to the old appraiser.

The old appraiser looked at the cleaned teapot, his originally casual gaze stopped abruptly, he took it, and muttered, "This appearance is very deceptive, but there are many antiques that are very similar, and in the end they are not It was found to be a fake?"

He picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the teapot carefully.

In the past, there would be many people watching, but this time, there were only a few people standing in front of the counter.

Five minutes later, the old appraiser snorted.

The apprentice came curious, "Master, what's the matter?"

The old appraiser didn't lift his head, "I'll take a look, don't talk yet."

Afraid of making a mistake, the old appraiser checked it carefully and put down the magnifying glass.

He was very surprised, "It's true, this teapot was produced in Jingdezhen in the Qing Dynasty, and it should have been used by dignitaries."

The people next to him started to discuss.

"This little girl's luck is also very good. You can find real antiques on the street stalls."

"Who would have imagined that this dark thing would really be an antique?"

"..."

The movement here was noticed by the antique collectors in the institute, and they all gathered around.

The old appraiser looked at Gu Yan, who stood there casually. She was wearing a mask, but she could see from her delicate eyebrows that she was not surprised that this was a real antique.

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little girl, did you expect this antique to be real?"

"Um."

"Then have you learned about antiques?"

"Intuition." Gu Yan said concisely.

Gu Yan didn't panic when she said this. She usually looks at antiques through intuition, and she has never been at fault.