When everyone saw Qin Hao put his hand into his pocket, they all looked puzzled.

Xu Yue, on the other hand, had a look of astonishment on her face.

Is this guy trying to get that copybook out?

The next moment, she actually covered her forehead with her hands and looked speechless.

Because Qin Hao really took out a piece of paper.

Xu Yue had already recognized it. It was the so-called authentic calligraphy of Wang Xizhi that Qin Hao bought for 20,000 yuan on the antique street yesterday.

Everyone looked at the stack of papers in Qin Hao's hands with doubts on their faces.

"What's this?"

Yang Ming also looked stunned and asked: "What did you get?"

Qin Hao smiled without saying a word and slowly opened the paper.

I saw lines of writing on it.

This is a copybook that looks like running script.

The font is blurry, and there is a seal on the lower left - Wang Xizhi.

"Is this what you want to put up for auction?" Yang Ming looked at it for a while, then laughed and said, "Don't you think this is an authentic work?"

Qin Hao nodded and said: "Yes, it is an authentic work."

"Pfft!"

As soon as Qin Hao finished speaking, people around him started laughing.

Damn it, do you really think that the calligraphy copybook is Wang Xizhi’s original work?

"Haha... Qin Hao, you really opened my eyes." Yang Ming also had a sneer on his face and said, "Did you buy this copybook on the roadside?"

"That's right, I bought it from a roadside stall." Qin Hao nodded and said with a smile, "Then what?"

"Then?" Yang Ming almost stopped laughing. He looked at Qin Hao and sneered, saying: "How dare you say that the copybook you bought at a roadside stall is authentic? How dare you put it up for auction?"

Xu Yue on the side also rolled her eyes.

This guy really dares to say it.

You just told me privately, but now you are saying this is an authentic work in front of everyone?

Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?

"Who says roadside stalls can't have authentic works?" Qin Hao glanced at Yang Ming and said scornfully: "Have you never heard of the word pick-up? What an idiot."

"You!" Yang Ming's face was filled with anger. This son-in-law who came to visit him now still dares to despise him?

Yang Ming sneered and said: "There are mistakes, but do you think you can pick up good things? Do you think everyone is stupid?"

After a pause, Yang Ming looked at Qin Hao and sneered: "Since it is an authentic work, then you can put it up for auction. Let's do this. No matter how much you get from the auction, in the end, I will donate ten times the money to the charity."

Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked: "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense, I am the young master of the Yang family, everyone can testify."

Yang Ming glanced at Qin Hao disdainfully, and then shouted loudly.

"Yes, we can testify."

Everyone nodded.

"Can you rest assured now?"

Yang Ming looked at Qin Hao with a deep sense of sarcasm on his face.

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Since Mr. Yang is so caring, of course I couldn't be happier."

When Yang Ming heard this, he felt contempt in his heart.

I'm afraid your copybook won't even be auctioned for two hundred yuan, right?

Ten times two hundred yuan, which is only two thousand yuan, is not enough for his meal.

"What's wrong?"

At this time, Manager Liu ran over and looked at Qin Hao and others in confusion.

Qin Hao smiled and said: "Young Master Yang is a very caring person. He said that no matter how much my copybook is auctioned for, he will donate ten times the money to the charity. Manager Liu, you have to supervise it."

Manager Liu was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Ming, and asked: "Really?"

Yang Ming nodded and said: "Really, everyone can testify."

"Very good, then I'll put it up for auction now." Qin Hao smiled and stood up slowly.

"Qin Hao." Xu Yue hurriedly grabbed him.

Is this guy really putting this fake copybook up for auction?

Qin Hao knew what she wanted to say, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, this is really an authentic work."

Xu Yue rolled her eyes, feeling extremely angry inside.

Why is this guy so stubborn?

"Hmm? Mr. Qin?"

At this time, a sound of surprise came.

I saw an old man walking over.

"Mr. Ji?"

When everyone saw the person coming, they all looked stunned.

The visitor was none other than Ji Mingqin, a famous collector in Tianhai City and the president of the Tianhai City Antiques Association.

"Mr. Qin, are you coming to the charity auction too?" Ji Mingqin came to Qin Hao and said with a smile.

"Yeah." Qin Hao nodded.

With a hint of joy on his face, Ji Mingqin said, "What good things did Mr. Qin bring for auction? I'm looking forward to it."

"Old man Ji, what's going on with this little brother? Do you know him?"

At this time, an old man who came with Ji Mingqin asked curiously.

When everyone saw it, they instantly recognized that this was Mr. Chen, a famous calligrapher from Tianhai City.

Ji Mingqin smiled and said, "Although Brother Qin is young, he is quite accomplished in antiques."

Ji Mingqin immediately told Qin Hao briefly about the cloisonné enamelware he identified in the antique street yesterday.

"Oh?" After hearing this, Mr. Chen couldn't help but look at Qin Hao curiously.

Everyone present also looked at Qin Hao in shock.

Yang Ming was stunned in his heart and looked at Qin Hao blankly.

This guy really knows how to look at antiques?

Ji Mingqin ignored everyone, but looked at Qin Hao and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, what did you bring?"

Qin Hao handed the copybook to Ji Mingqin and said with a smile: "This."

Ji Mingqin saw that what Qin Hao brought was a copybook, with confusion on his face.

He held it carefully and looked at the copybook carefully.

Even Mr. Chen on the side was checking every word.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Ji Mingqin and Mr. Chen.

Even Yang Ming was extremely nervous.

Ji Mingqin just said that Qin Hao has a lot of knowledge in antiques.

So, could it be that he really missed something?

"Where did you get this copybook?"

After watching for a while, Ji Mingqin looked at Qin Hao and asked curiously.

Qin Hao smiled and said, "I bought it from a roadside stall."

Ji Mingqin was stunned for a moment, then said: "That's okay, at least you weren't deceived."

After a pause, Ji Mingqin continued: "This copybook of yours is not Wang Xizhi's original work, but an imitation."

"What? Imitation?"

As soon as Ji Mingqin finished speaking, everyone was stunned, and then many people suppressed their laughter.

It's indeed a fake.

Xu Yue on the side rolled her eyes and glared at Qin Hao.

This guy still doesn't believe her?

Now you know it’s a fake, right?

Twenty thousand yuan was missing in vain.

Yang Ming was also very excited. He looked at Qin Hao and said with a smile: "Qin Hao, you still said that your copybook is authentic? Now after the appraisal by Mr. Ji and Mr. Chen, this copybook is a fake."

"Qin Hao, tell me, if this copybook of yours is put up for auction, what price will it fetch? Two hundred?"

As he spoke, Yang Ming's face was filled with a mocking expression.
Chapter completed!