While everyone was discussing countermeasures, Jiang Yan's father quickly arrived at the scene with a friend.

Jiang's father was about fifty years old, with a big shiny back, a leather bag with a tucked armpit, and a successful person's style. What attracted my attention the most was the jade Guanyin pendant hanging around his neck. The authentic glass was full of green, and the value was definitely more than one million yuan. After entering the store, he first learned about the situation and touched the Guanyin pendant and said to his friend: "Is the thing right?"

His friend is about the same age as him. He held a magnifying glass and felt very professional. After squatting there for a while, he found a pen holder and a piece of jade tablet fragment. "Old Jiang, you also know that I am not a professional person. Well, except for these two objects, I don't know the others. I need to use instruments to identify the authenticity. I think it's better to hire a lawyer. They are the ones who know the specific process the most."

Father Jiang said: "You have been playing with collecting it for more than ten years, but you can't even see it?"

The man smiled bitterly and said, "Even if Teacher Zhao Lindong and Yan Wanru come, they may not be able to identify the authenticity of these things without professional instruments. Antiques are not like your jade business, and fake methods are emerging one after another. Many times, even instruments can be deceived, let alone just look at them to tell the authenticity of the fake, and experts can't do it either."

Jiang's father nodded and looked at Xi Mansha: "Is the hand injury serious?"

"It's not heavy, it's just a skinny." Teacher Xi said miserably: "Brother-in-law, Brother Zhou, I've caused trouble for you two."

Jiang's father shook his head: "Stop talking about that, as long as the person is fine."

I saw the staff of the antique city who were also talking to Boss Dai and Shi Yan in a low voice. After a while, the young staff came over to smooth things over and said, "Before you came, the manager told me that we didn't want to make things worse. Before the police arrived, I think it's best for Boss Dai to settle privately. I just asked Teacher Shi. The price of 18 million is a little outrageous. After all, it's not her own responsibility. If you agree, just give Boss Dai two million compensation. For the remaining losses, Boss Dai will ask the cabinet manufacturer and sales to discuss justice. Do you think this is OK?"

Teacher Xi shook his hand, sucked his nose, and tears were about to fall down again.

Two million!

That's not a small number either!

At least it is the salary that a working-earned family has worked hard all their lives! It can only be saved without eating or drinking!

Jiang's father thought for a while and said, "What if we don't agree?"

"Then we can only see you." Boss Dai took a few steps ahead, perhaps seeing that Jiang's father was a person of identity, his voice dropped a few degrees from the previous one: "Take all the broken objects to the cultural relics agency for identification, and let the judge decide the specific amount she should compensate, but I dare say that, in the final trial result, the amount she has to pay will only be higher than two million, not less than two million."

With the head of Jiang's father, Jiang Yan and others no longer interfered, and left the full power to Jiang's father to make the decision.

I didn't interrupt, but focused my attention on those dirty antique collections, and confirmed them one by one while recalling them.

Jiang's father habitually rubbed the jade pendant and glanced at the side: "What do you think?"

Teacher Xi has long lost his opinion, "I'll listen to my brother-in-law."

Jiang's father whispered a few more words to his friend who was playing with collecting. At the end, he took out a check book from his bag and prepared to sign it.

Xi Mansha said with a haggard expression: "I will pay you back the money slowly."

"What are you going to pay it back!" Jiang Yan jokingly held her uninjured hand: "My dad just made a lot of money, which just made him bleed!"

Originally, the matter could be settled here, and everyone could not be happy, but it would not have made Teacher Xi lose everything.

However, Ximansha's helpless expression made me feel as if I saw Aunt Zou's aggrieved figure after being wronged the last time. The scene of Grandma Zou's belt falling on her is vivid in my mind. It is a pity that is bullied by others. I felt anger in my heart, and I took back my sight on the antique fragments. I reached out to stop my father Jiang who was about to write the paper ticket. "Uncle Jiang, please wait."

Jiang's father, Xi Mansha and others looked at me suspiciously.

I sorted out my mind and looked at the cultural relics expert named Shi Yan: "Are you sure that most of the things on the ground are genuine?"

Shi Yan didn't say anything, and Boss Dai suddenly became angry: "What do you mean by your kid! I haven't settled the account of the glass kick in my shop just now! Do you think those are fake? Fuck! Believe it or not, I don't agree to settle it privately! Let your teacher compensate you for the original price!"

Orange and the back pulled me: "This is over, why are you joining in the fun again?"

Big Jia Xiao Jia and Shen Zi'an also frowned, as if they were quite objectionable to my interruption.

I continued to ask without a single person, "Are you really sure that these are all genuine products?"

"You mean..." Shi Yan frowned and said, "I took a look? Are they all imitations?"

"No..." I kept shaking my head with a chuckle: "You may have misunderstood what I mean, Boss Dai, what I want to ask is that you are only going to ask our class teacher to pay a mere 2 million yuan in compensation? It's really only 2 million yuan? Not US dollars? Not pounds?"

Not only Boss Dai and Shi Yan, but also everyone present, including Xi Mansha, Jiang's father, were stunned.

Jiang Yan shouted: "Damn! Did you drink at noon in the mirror? As soon as I arrived, I smelled the smell of wine on you!"

"You mean?" Boss Dai looked at me in surprise.

I said calmly: "I mean, all these things you are genuine, and each one is worth a lot. Well, in my opinion, let alone two million, two hundred billion is worth it!"

"Two billion!?" Teacher Xi almost cried by me: "You, what were you talking about?"

Cucumber glared at me angrily: "You're crazy!"

Shen Zian said inexplicably: "Gu Jing, can you stop causing trouble here? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Jiang's father looked at Jiang Yan with a deep face: "There is such a friend around you?"

The number one hundred people watching the fun were also hilariously, "Why are there internal strife? This kid is so funny! Isn't it nonsense to say that his things are worth 20 billion?"

"Don't you believe it?" Under the strange sight of the people around me, I bent down and squatted in front of the slumped booth, reached out to pinch the torn Tang Dynasty calligraphy and painting and said to myself: "The beautiful landscapes and forests of the Tang Dynasty, the brushwork of the forest is moist and powerful, the leaves and water are beautiful and vivid, they are good at paintings and paintings, especially the word "shi" on the inscription is very wonderful, very good."

They may not know what I was talking about and they all looked at me blankly.

After a pause, I looked at the shop owner calmly and calmly: "All Chinese dynasties have strict regulations on taboo avoidance. Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin did not avoid the people but avoid the world. Even if the emperor died for five generations, the people of the Tang Dynasty were not afraid of the insurance, out of habit, out of respect for Emperor Taizong of Tang, and still avoided it without hesitation. When it comes to the word "shi", one of the strokes would be removed. But, the word "shi" in your calligraphy and paintings is intact. Oh, how brave does this inscription need to dare to write this word under a disrespectful hat. Let's talk about it, can such a painting be worthless?"

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Chapter completed!