Chapter 48 Professional appraisers have professional appraiser methods

Mr. Zheng panicked just as his cousin was about to say half of his words.

Foreigners may not understand, but here is a translator.

But Mr. Zheng was a little far away from his cousin and had no time to cover his mouth.

There was no other way. I couldn’t cover my cousin’s mouth, so I had to cover the translator’s mouth.

He quickly stretched out his hand to signal the female translator:

"Sister, don't translate this sentence!"

But it's still too late.

The British hired a simultaneous interpreter, and the female interpreter translated his cousin's sarcastic words almost at the same time as General Zheng opened his mouth.

By the way, I also translated what Mr. Zheng said when he wanted to cover her mouth.

Sarah on the opposite side blushed instantly.

He was dancing and talking a lot.

To sum it up in one sentence:

She wanted Mr. Zheng to give an explanation, otherwise she would not do this business anymore.

"Hey, so you want an explanation. I was shocked."

President Zheng looked at the muscular man behind Sarah, whose biceps were throbbing, shrugged, pointed at the jade bowl on the table from a distance and said:

"Look, is it written on the bottom of the bowl that it was made during the reign of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty?"

Even his cousin knew about this kind of rubbish.

As someone who has opened a shop in an antique market, Mr. Zheng certainly knows everything.

When Sarah heard this, she ran over to take a look.

This is indeed the signature on the jade bowl.

"So?" Sarah asked.

"Okay, then shine the light on the jade plate again and see if there is a code inside?"

General Zheng continued to direct.

Sarah did as she was told and nodded.

"Indeed."

"But what does this prove? What I want to know is why you insult me."

After hearing this, Mr. Zheng laughed.

Insult you? Ask the two big guys behind you if they agree.
This woman is really crazy. She hasn't even realized that she has been cheated by the guy who specializes in repairing leaking buildings.

Mr. Zheng was too lazy to explain and told her directly:
"Where's Brother Sam? Call him out. He'll understand it as soon as he sees it."

In all previous transactions, Mr. Zheng communicated directly with Sam.

Sam's ancestors used to sell cultural relics with Lu Qinzhai, the most famous antiquities dealer in the 20th century.

If you have some basic knowledge, communication will be easier.

Sarah shook her head and replied:
"I'm sorry, Uncle Sam didn't come this time."

"He didn't come?"

When Mr. Zheng heard this, his pupils dilated unconsciously.

In addition to his two brothers and the translator, there were four foreigners in the room.

Even if they were combined, they probably wouldn't know as much as his cousin, a newcomer in the industry.

Such customers...

Doesn’t that mean you’ve gotten rich?

President Zheng was so excited that he was in a daze.

He quickly snapped his fingers at his cousin and asked him to bring a box over so that Sarah could check the goods.

This group of people can even buy the "Five-piece Set for the Old Man on the Construction Site". When they saw Zhang Yang's work, didn't their knees go weak and they just knelt down and sang "Conquer"?
No, these are British people, they should sing "The Burning of Opium at Humen".

Sure enough, when Sarah saw the imitation Han Dynasty [Hollow Carved Dragon Pattern Valley Pattern Bi] in the box, she covered her mouth and exclaimed:
"Wow, what a thief!"

Then there are constant exclamations:

"Alas!"

"incredible!"

"too crazy!"

Mr. Zheng:? ? ?

Are there no new words? Is it really just "wow"?
Is it okay to just say “Oh, I want it”?

Seeing that the "British version of Nine-Leak Fish" in front of him had no cultural relics at all, neither the patterns nor the patina, Mr. Zheng decided to talk about money.

He was about to speak when the black girl behind Sarah suddenly stood up and interrupted:
"Sara, Uncle Dong is here."

"Let's go down and get him."

"Uncle Dong? Who is Uncle Dong?" President Zheng asked subconsciously.

"Uncle Dong is the treasure appraiser we invited. He is very famous in the whole Linzhou. I checked and found that he has hundreds of thousands of fans on your Chinese version of Tk."

Hei Mei explained to Mr. Zheng.

But the more details she talked, the more Mr. Zheng wanted to send her to pick cotton.

I'm so angry that my teeth are itching.

Antiquities dealers are trading "unearthed cultural relics", what's the point of calling in treasure appraisal experts?
Don't you know that they usually cooperate with the police? Who will be responsible if they catch us all? We sell...

Oh, no, what I was selling was fake.

That's fine.

Mr. Zheng was originally very annoyed, but when he remembered that he was no longer a tomb robber selling stolen goods, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Then shall I go with you to pick up Uncle Dong?"

He took the initiative to bring it up, wanting to take a look at what kind of person this Uncle Dong was.

Will it be possible to see Zhang Yang's method of making the house look old?

As soon as he reached the stairs, Mr. Zheng saw a glowing ball on the road outside.

Looking closely, I saw that it was a big bald head reflecting the sunlight.

This made President Zheng feel vaguely dangerous.

As the saying goes, he is extremely smart. The Uncle Dong in front of me is not only extremely smart, but also has no hair around him.

To be disillusioned with the world, all you really need is to renounce your roots.

Seeing Uncle Dong was about to go upstairs, Mr. Zheng's mind worked quickly and he immediately pulled his cousin back to the room.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Remember, if that bald guy wants to identify something later, show him the small jade artifact first. If he doesn't find anything strange, then show him the jade bi."

President Zheng instructed word by word.

He remembered clearly that Zhang Yang had told him everything before he left.

All the small jade pieces are hand-carved by Zhang Yang, and they are basically indistinguishable from the real thing;
However, large jade pieces are repaired after being carved by machines. If a national treasure-level expert comes, there is a chance that he can tell it.

"What if he also finds out about the small thing?" asked the cousin worriedly.

"If you find out, I'm afraid today won't end well."

Mr. Zheng still understands these foreigners very well.

Although they don't know much about antiques, if they find someone cheating, they will not give the cheater any chance to explain and will subdue him first.

Then they tied him up and tortured him slowly.

President Zheng has seen this method used by Sam once before.

If a fight really breaks out later...

"I can handle the black girl and the female translator from Saraga, but are you sure about the two white muscular men and the new bald guy?" Mr. Zheng asked his cousin.

"Brother, how about we switch?"

"Forget it, let's just run. I'll go downstairs and drive the car. You hold them back first, then jump out the window and onto the roof of the car."

"Brother, can you change this one too?"

"Why are you so..."

Mr. Zheng was just about to teach his cousin a lesson when Uncle Dong and the others came upstairs.

Seeing the two brothers, the bald guy was a little surprised:
"Who are these two?"

"Uncle Dong, they are the suppliers."

"I just want to ask you to help me take a look at their goods later."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Uncle Dong nodded, his eyes passed over Mr. Zheng and the other man, and fell on the pile of plastics on the table.

He pointed at the plastic on the table and asked Mr. Zheng:
"Are you here to sell this stuff?"

"No, this is someone else's treasure they bought." Mr. Zheng pointed at Sarah and explained.

"Oh, that's good." Uncle Dong smiled sheepishly and said, "I started out as a wholesaler of those things."

"I was afraid you were my former clients."

"Okay, the misunderstanding is resolved, just bring the goods over."

Sarah and Hei Mei also echoed, "Yes, let's show your baby to the experts."

Mr. Zheng did not do as he was told, but instead moved sideways to make way.

"No hurry, no hurry, you guys take a seat first."

These people were standing at the stairs, so it would be inconvenient for me to run away later.

After everyone else was seated, Mr. Zheng leaned against the stair railing and motioned for his cousin to come forward.

Mr. Zheng's cousin gritted his teeth and handed over a small box.

After Uncle Dong opened the box, he let out a light exclamation.

"A jade cicada from the Han Dynasty?"

He looked at Mr. Zheng and his brother and asked:

"Have you dug up a Han tomb?"

"Yes." President Zheng nodded from a distance.

"Are there still Han tombs now?" Uncle Dong suddenly smiled and questioned, "Why am I so unconvinced?"

After saying this, he picked up the green jade cicada and put it to his nose.

After taking a deep breath:
"Yue~"

(End of this chapter)