The god-level son-in-law of the female president

"After all, this is a hundred-year-old object. It is impossible to maintain such a bright color, especially its shape, which is too mixed and contains too many elements. It is not like a product made by ancient people, but more like a modern handicraft."

"If you really want to sell it, I can pay 500. As for [-] million, it's over."

The man in the short shirt suddenly became anxious: "This is an object handed down by my ancestors, why is it not authentic? Hold your hands high and take a second look!"

Ye Kangxuan said calmly: "If anyone comes up, they can say that their antiques are real, and there is no need for my shop to continue."

"Furthermore, although I don't know snuff bottles very well, I at least know that snuff bottles are imported products, which have been improved by skillful craftsmen and also incorporate exquisite interior paintings, which are more in line with aesthetics."

"But this snuff bottle of yours is pure enamelware with Western designs on it. It is very likely that it was made by someone who doesn't know how to do it with an assembly line."

"I paid [-], and I took the risk. If you don't agree, then I have to send the guests off."

Several antique bosses heard the words, and said one after another: "Well said! Shopkeeper Ye! You are indeed an expert, and you know such a little knowledge."

"It's not a waste of time for us to see your ability today."

When Ye Qingyi heard everyone praising his father, he looked a little proud.

Just now when the man came to the door with a snuff bottle, Ye Qingyi didn't know how to taste it, so it was difficult for him to appreciate it.

The owners of other antique shops looked at it for a long time, but they couldn't tell why.

In desperation, Ye Qingyi called Ye Huan and wanted to invite him to taste it.

But before Ye Huan arrived, Ye Kangxuan happened to come to the main store to pick up something, so he sat down and tasted it.

The man in the short shirt was a little impatient, his forehead was covered with sweat, but he still refused to give up:

"Since you said that this thing is made on an assembly line, let me ask you, can this patina be faked?"

"Also, is there anyone in modern times who can create such an exquisite object?"

Ye Kangxuan's eyes flashed with hesitation: "Well..."

He had to admit that what the man in the short shirt said made sense, and this was where he was uncertain.The patina is the trace left on the antique by the years.

An antique, if carefully maintained and played by the owner, will form a surface shell with an amber texture.

This layer of leather shell is moist and shiny, as if a layer of porcelain is coated on the surface of the utensil.

Ye Kangxuan was uncertain because of the age-like patina on the snuff bottle.

Ye Huan stepped forward, stared at the snuff bottle and said, "Why don't I take a look at this object."

Everyone was stunned when they saw this young man with an unfamiliar face.

Let's not mention who he is, but with his appearance in his twenties, he may not have touched antiques a few times, so how could he have in-depth research on antiques.

"Young man, you'd better come down, what the shopkeeper Ye said can't be understood anymore, what else is there to see."

"That's right, this is not a place to compete for strength, it's about seniority! What is Shopkeeper Ye's identity, do you need to see for him?"

The bosses of several antique shops looked mocking, they didn't believe Ye Huan could tell the reason at all.

After all, they have also tasted snuff bottles themselves, but they don't know the tricks inside.

But now, can a young man recognize the object?Hehe, this kid is a monster, he's touching antiques in his mother's womb?

Seeing Ye Huan, Ye Kangxuan frowned slightly: "Son-in-law of the Su family, why are you here?"

The Su family had a good-for-nothing son-in-law, and it had long been spread among the upper class in Hangzhou. It was not unusual for Ye Kangxuan to recognize Ye Huan.

Seeing that his father was a little unhappy, Ye Qingyi hurriedly explained:

"Father, Ye Huan is the honorary appraiser I invited. It was Ye Huan who saw through the fraud case of Emperor Green!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly became strange.

"Hehe, the son-in-law of the Su family? That soft rice king who can only do housework?"

"Just this kind of person, what kind of medical skills do you know? Let me tell you, he is here to sensationalize!"

Everyone in Gu Yuzhai sneered, and he was the only appraiser?Has he touched an antique?Does he know the way?Just pretending here?

"The emperor green you mentioned? That's him?" Ye Kangxuan was slightly stunned, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

Ye Kangxuan noticed that case later, it was a very typical emerald fraud case, the scammer's methods and acting skills were extremely proficient, making it impossible to guard against.

If it wasn't for Ye Huan's help, his daughter would have suffered a lot.

"In that case, just trust him once." Ye Kangxuan took a deep look at Ye Huan and nodded slightly.

Ye Huan bowed to Ye Kangxuan, and took the snuff bottle from the man in short shirt.

When everyone saw this, there was an endless uproar, full of doubts about Ye Huan.

According to Ye Kangxuan's appraisal, they are naturally extremely respectful, but who is Ye Huan, who dares to play tricks here?

Although Ye Qingyi is smart, he is still inexperienced, so he was easily deceived by trash.

At this moment, almost everyone was waiting for Ye Huan to make a fool of himself.

Ye Qingyi clasped his hands, feeling rather uneasy. After all, his father had already been identified, and Ye Huan came out to find fault, and the probability of success was too low.

Suddenly, Ye Huan turned the snuff bottle over a few times, and after looking at it for a while, he put his finger into the inside of the snuff bottle and gouged it out a few times.

The young man in the short shirt suddenly became anxious, "What are you doing! What if the paint is rubbed off!"

Seeing this, the antique boss standing next to him felt even more contemptuous.

In their view, Ye Huan is nonsense, which appraiser would use such a rough method to appraise antiques.

Ye Kangxuan frowned slightly, showing a surprised expression.

Unlike others, he faintly noticed that Ye Huan's movements seemed random, even a little funny, but they implied a deep meaning.

It seems that Ye Huan's identification method, he has read it somewhere...

"Don't worry." Ye Huan said lightly to the man in the short shirt, "Anyway, I won't harm you."

Ye Huan tapped the snuff bottle very regularly. After about a minute, his eyes lit up and he withdrew his hand.

Ye Huan looked at Ye Qingyi, and said seriously: "Did he say the price of 500 million? I don't think there is a problem, it's worth the price."

The man in the short shirt echoed excitedly: "That's right, 500 million, not a penny less!"

That Ye Huan dared to quote this price was not a fiction.

He followed his grandmother since he was a child, and learned a lot of advanced knowledge about appraising treasures.

After the investigation just now, he can see that this snuff bottle is the best choice in terms of texture and pulp.

As for the unique shape of the snuff bottle, it is only because the snuff bottle was introduced to China early, and the style has not changed.

Moreover, he also retained part of the information, which can definitely achieve the final result.

As soon as Ye Huan's words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Ye Kangxuan's expression also turned ugly.