Chapter 1269
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Zhao Tong!"
"You're really doomed now!"
"You are really screwed now!"
"If you don't ask me, who told me to buy the antiques, I think if you know who told me that these antiques are real, you will not be so confident, and it is even more impossible to be so calm, I I think you must want to die!"
Zhang Fan laughed loudly. Zhao Tong was really taken aback by himself. If it was an antique he picked out by himself, of course he didn’t have such confidence, but the crux of the problem was that the antique in his box was Song Yun. Find out, it is impossible to go wrong.
"ah?"
"Zhang Fan, what do you mean by that?"
Zhao Tong's complexion really changed at this moment, and he couldn't help but glance at Kou Min who was standing next to Zhang Fan, flashing memories in his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, he really couldn't imagine that there was a number one appraiser in the circle of antique collection The master looks like Kou Min.
"Don't look at me, this matter has nothing to do with me at all, I was just watching the fun, but what Zhang Fan said is not wrong at all, you are really doomed this time!"
Kou Min laughed, never expecting to encounter such a bloody thing, but it's really good to see such excitement, thinking that Zhao Tong and Zhang Fan are both so old His vindictiveness is really a bit funny, but this kind of thing is simply one-sided now, and the winner can only be Zhang Fan.
Zhao Tong's complexion became even uglier, and suddenly became as black as the bottom of a pot, and he felt more and more bad in his heart.
Zhang Fan didn't say much at this time, and immediately opened the box he was carrying inside, took out three antiques from inside, and placed them directly on the ground. Immediately, three of the spectators stood up and pointed at the antiques on the ground. The antiques said that they were bought from their own stalls. The expressions on the faces of several people were very ugly. At this moment, they felt more and more bad in their hearts. These antiques were bought from their own stalls I didn't think anything at the time, but now I always feel that the more I look at it, the more it is true.
"These antiques can't be real, can they?"
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"Why didn't you see it before?"
"At this moment, I always feel that the more I look at it, the more it seems real!"
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"Why!"
"Hope it's not true!"
"If it's true, I might as well jump off a building!"
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The three stall owners who sold antiques to Zhang Fan got together, and the three of them really felt sorry for each other. Before, they really thought that these few antiques were no big deal, at most they were high imitations, but now they don’t know if that’s the case. The psychological effect always feels true.
Zhao Tong stared at the three antiques that Zhang Fan took out, his eyes stared at the boss, almost fell to the ground.
"Zhao Tong, your eyes are so wide, is there any use?"
"With your little ability, it is impossible to tell whether these antiques are real or fake. If you come to the ghost market today, you must have brought a master. Let your people come to appraise it!"
Zhang Fan was triumphant, at this time the overall situation was settled, thinking of making his old enemy make a fool of himself, like eating ginseng fruit, there was no discomfort in any of the 36,000 pores on his body.
Zhao Tong didn't speak for a while, and took out his mobile phone to make a call. Ten minutes later, an old man squeezed in from the crowd.
Zhang Fan took a look and found that he knew the same thing. The real old acquaintance had dealt with each other before. Guo Tian, a professor in the university, was a very famous appraisal expert. The important thing was that this person was very personable. He is impartial and never fools others. Anyone who collects antiques very much hopes to ask him to appraise antiques for them.