The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

"Young lady, this is from the Qing Dynasty. You have a good eye!" Upon hearing Mengmeng's praise, the shop owner immediately stepped forward and picked up the porcelain vase.

Mengmeng turned to look at Gu Shiyu, and asked in a daze, "Is the Qing Dynasty very far away?"

"You little rascal, you're really joking." The shopkeeper chuckled, pushing the porcelain bottle in his hand towards Mengmeng and gesturing slightly, "Come on, touch it. It feels much better than the porcelain bottles we have now."

Seeing the porcelain vase right in front of her, Mengmeng hesitated and looked at Gu Shiyu.

"If you want to touch it, then touch it." Gu Shiyu noticed her hesitation.

Mengmeng carefully reached out her hand, her palm landing on the bottle, and a memory slid down her arm and into her brain.

"This bottle was made last year," Mengmeng said to the shop owner with a blank expression.

The shop owner, who had just been happily showing off, instantly turned pale.

He took the bottle back with a dark face and angrily scolded, "You little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't know. This porcelain bottle of mine from the Qing Dynasty is being claimed to have been made last year. You're damaging my reputation."

"But I saw with my own eyes that it was made last year!" Mengmeng said earnestly, pointing at the bottle.

Seeing that she wouldn't let it go, the shop owner immediately waved his arm and chased her away, saying, "Go away, you ignorant child, don't disturb my business."

Seeing that the shop owner's arm was about to touch Mengmeng, Gu Shiyu reached out and grabbed the shop owner's wrist to stop him, "Don't touch her!"

"What, you want to hit someone?" The shop owner tilted his head back, not intimidated by Gu Shiyu's imposing manner at all.

They have people all over the antique market, and they help each other out whenever there is trouble.

Gu Shiyu shielded Mengmeng behind him and looked at the porcelain vase behind the shopkeeper. He said, "Since you insist it's from the Qing Dynasty, why not have an expert authenticate it? If it's genuine, I'll buy it for double the price. How about that?"

"Double?" The shop owner's eyes were instantly filled with greed.

Gu Shiyu reached out and took out the black gold card that Gu Yinshen had given him when he left.

“Black…black gold card!” the shop owner stammered.

In Jiangcheng, only the prestigious European noble family, the Gu family, possessed the black gold card.

So, is this young master of the Gu family standing in front of me?

Upon realizing Gu Shiyu's identity, the shop owner's previous arrogance vanished instantly, and he became extremely polite, "Young Master Gu, look at my eyes, I didn't even recognize you."

"What do you think of my suggestion?" Gu Shiyu pressed for details.

"Well, this... if Young Master Gu likes it, I'll give it to you for free." The shop owner generously picked up the porcelain bottle and handed it to Gu Shiyu with both hands.

Gu Shiyu frowned and said coldly, "You seem to have misunderstood. I am not interested in your porcelain vase. I just want to verify whether it is from the Qing Dynasty."

Mengmeng gently tugged at Gu Shiyu's arm from behind and whispered, "Brother, Mengmeng really saw it made by a few uncles in a dark little house last year."

"Cough!" The shop owner wanted to scold Mengmeng, but the words turned into a cough.

Mengmeng shrank back, feeling that the shop owner in front of her was very fierce, and she didn't like him at all.

On one hand, there was what the shop owner said, and on the other hand, there was Mengmeng's version. Between the two versions, Gu Shiyu believed Mengmeng.

Unfortunately, the shop owner was too stubborn, insisting that the porcelain vase was from the Qing Dynasty.

Gu Shiyu reached out to take the porcelain bottle, but the shopkeeper hesitated and quickly pulled his hand back.

"Young Master Gu, I'm just running a small business. Please, you're a magnanimous person, don't hold it against me." The shop owner bowed deeply, practically begging Gu Shiyu to let him off the hook.

His approach clearly elicited an opinion.

Gu Shiyu turned to look at Mengmeng, "Let's go."

“But brother, this isn’t from the Qing Dynasty, he’s lying!” Mengmeng looked at the shopkeeper seriously.

These porcelain vases, clearly made last year, are being sold at exorbitant prices. This is fraudulent, and people will be cheated.

Mengmeng tugged at Gu Shiyu's hand, unwilling to let the shop owner use last year's products to deceive people.

"I'll ask you one more time, was this thing made during the Qing Dynasty?" Gu Shiyu sternly questioned the seller.

The shop owner knows best whether everything in the shop is real or fake.

Faced with Gu Shiyu's questioning, the shop owner instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"say!"

"me……"

The shop owner couldn't respond, and under Gu Shiyu's overwhelming aura, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The porcelain vase that he had just treasured was now smashed to the ground because of his actions.

Mengmeng looked at the shop owner with a worried expression and asked cautiously, "Uncle, are you alright?"

The shop owner was internally screaming: No, not good at all!

At first glance, judging from their clothes and age, one might assume they'd landed a big order. But now, the order fell through, and they're facing dire straits.

At this moment, some passersby outside the door, seeing the scene inside, stopped and peered inside out of curiosity.

The shopkeeper next door also heard the commotion and came over curiously to ask, "Old Sun, what's going on?"

Upon entering, one is immediately struck by the disheveled state of shop owner Sun.

Upon seeing his companion, Shop Owner Sun immediately stretched out his hand, crying out pitifully, "Old Chang, I...I..."

Outside the door were onlookers, while inside stood the renowned young master of the Gu family. He couldn't afford to offend either side.

Seeing his stammering, the shop owner's gaze fell on Gu Shiyu and Mengmeng. After looking them over, he tentatively asked, "Are these two kids causing trouble?"

In antique markets, genuine and fake items are sold interchangeably. Those who know their stuff can distinguish the real from the fake and avoid being fooled. However, some customers who can't tell the difference but want to get a bargain and make a quick buck often end up buying fakes. When they discover the truth the next day, they're reluctant to come back and cause trouble to get a refund.

Seeing Mengmeng and Gu Shiyu, and considering the reaction of Manager Sun, Shopkeeper Chang couldn't help but categorize the two of them as troublemakers.

"Are you returning the goods?" Shop owner Chang asked as he stepped forward.

Gu Shiyu didn't want Mengmeng to be tainted by their hostility, so he turned around and prepared to leave with her.

Upon seeing this, Shop Owner Chang reached out and grabbed Gu Shiyu, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. You think you can just walk away after causing trouble? Do you think we're all easy to bully?"

"Old Chang, let go!" Store Manager Sun stood up from the ground in an instant.

"Don't worry, I'm here now, are you afraid of these two kids?" Shopkeeper Chang misunderstood Shopkeeper Sun's meaning and gripped Gu Shiyu's hand even tighter.

Seeing the red marks on Gu Shiyu's arm from being pulled, Mengmeng felt sorry for him and reached out to help him break free.

Before she could even step forward, her hand, which was raised in mid-air, was grabbed by the shop owner, Chang.