Chapter 438: You Need to Make Things Clear

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Xia Tian, don't take over this shop." Chen Yu shook his head: "Let's just go."

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Xia Tian nodded. He stood up and said: "Zhao Sanye, I'm sorry. I trust my brother; I won't be taking the shop."

"You don't have to take the shop, but you need to make things clear regarding what was said today." Zhao Sanye sneered: "Your friend here has ruined my reputation. How should we settle this account?"

"What, you want me to apologize to you?" Chen Yu glanced at Zhao San.

"Heh, an apology is only right. If you don't apologize today, don't even think about walking out of my Guyue Zhai. Someone, come here!" At Zhao Sanye's command, over a dozen clerks immediately rushed out from the back.

"What, is Zhao Sanye planning to use force?" Huang Yiqiang was furious.

"Heh, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Huang. All I want is an apology from this brat, and then ten million in compensation for my loss of reputation." Zhao San snorted coldly: "Ruining my reputation, ten million isn't expensive, is it?"

"That's right. For the reputation of Guyue Zhai, ten million is a small price to pay. After all, you slandered Sanye; think of how much business this will cost Sanye." Master Huang nodded.

"Huang Lianzhou, you and Zhao Sanye are singing the same tune. You must have set a trap for me to fall into long ago." Xia Tian stared coldly at Huang Lianzhou. Just a moment ago, he had been somewhat skeptical that Huang Lianzhou would join forces with Zhao San to scam him.

But now he believed it; after all, the way this guy was acting showed he was leaning heavily toward Zhao San's side.

"Xia Tian, don't try to change the subject. Who do you think you are? Are you still the heir to the Xia Clan? You've already severed ties with the Xia Clan." Master Huang sneered.

"Even if I have severed ties with the Xia Clan, I am not someone a person like you can afford to provoke." Xia Tian was furious.

"Ten million in compensation, plus an apology, right?" Chen Yu stared at Zhao Sanye: "I'll give you one more chance to confirm. Do you really want to play it this way?"

"That's right. If things don't go my way today, don't even think about walking out this door." Zhao San sneered.

"Fine. I can say it clearly one more time today: this 150 million worth of 'shop-protecting treasure' in your store, along with the other antique Jade pieces, large and small, are almost entirely fakes." Chen Yu said coldly.

"Produce the evidence." Zhao San said disdainfully: "If you can't produce evidence, this is slander."

"I'm slandering? You really are the type who won't give up until you hit the Yellow River. I'll produce the evidence right now to let you die a little faster." Chen Yu laughed.

"I can prove whether these things are real or not." Just then, a voice came from the crowd.

Chen Yu turned his head to look and saw an old man walking over.

This old man was none other than Zhang Desheng, whom he had treated at noon. Now, his face was glowing with health, and the weariness from before had been completely swept away. It seemed the Talisman Chen Yu had given him had taken effect.

"Zhang Lao, it's you." Chen Yu smiled.

"Haha, little Chen, that Talisman you gave me was truly effective. I went back at noon today and slept for four hours; I haven't felt this refreshed in a long time. Now my body feels light, my head isn't dizzy, and my waist doesn't ache."

Zhang Desheng laughed heartily and gave Chen Yu a thumbs up: "You are truly amazing."

"Haha, I'm glad it was effective." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Old man, where did you come from?" Master Huang glanced at Zhang Desheng: "Do you know anything about antiques?"

"Then do you recognize this certificate?" Zhang Desheng took out a Green Certificate and placed it on the table.

"This is the certificate for a Special Grade Appraiser from the Antique Association. Only senior appraisal experts are qualified to be issued one." Someone in the crowd recognized the certificate at a glance.

"Impressive. This old man looks somewhat familiar."

"Isn't he Zhang Desheng, the president of the provincial Antique Association? The one who led a team to excavate a massive ruin?" The crowd exploded in an uproar.

"It's him, it really is him."

"I heard there's an ancient tomb in Fengling North with some history; he must be here to inspect it."

"Zhang, Zhang Lao." Huang Lianzhou's complexion changed drastically. He naturally recognized this certificate, but he didn't have the courage to open it.

After all, this old man's status was not simple; even if he opened it to look, it would only be inviting humiliation upon himself.

Zhao San's expression also changed. He could not afford to provoke a titan-level figure in the antique world like this.

"Little Chen, do you think these few items are fake?" After understanding the situation, Zhang Desheng asked.

"Yes, Zhang Lao. It's not that I think they are fake; they are one hundred percent fake." Chen Yu said.

"Hmm, let me take a look." Zhang Desheng stepped forward and said: "This Origin Blue and White Porcelain peony-pattern plum vase is a great piece from the Origin Dynasty. Its form is dignified, giving one a sense of solidity and simplicity, and there are brown spots on the vase, which are the accumulation of time."

"Furthermore, judging by the height, pattern, weight, and the sense of age, this item is one hundred percent authentic." Zhang Desheng said.

"Heh, Zhang Lao is right. This item is authentic. How could there possibly be imitations in our Guyue Zhai?" Zhao Sanye was extremely proud, his face full of confidence.

"But in fact, this item is indeed fake." Zhang Desheng's single sentence shocked the crowd once again.

"Zhang Lao, you say my item is fake. Do you have evidence?" Zhao San's expression changed instantly.

"Heh, although this item is made extremely realistically, there are still problems upon close inspection." Zhang Desheng laughed: "Although this imitation is similar in weight, it feels heavy in the hand, and the porcelain quality is stiff. The underglaze blue spots and 'ice hanging' are quite prominent, appearing in dot-like patches."

"This is the difference between modern craftsmanship and ancient texture. No matter how realistically it's imitated or how 'aged' it's made to look, the difference is still there." Zhang Desheng took out a pen, similar to a Laser Pen.

He held up the Laser Pen and said: "The beam of this Laser Pen is a particle beam, a high-tech product. If it were an authentic piece, the light reflected on the antique would be red."

"If it is an imitation, because of the thickness of the lacquer surface, the process of faking it causes the texture to change, so the light reflected on it is green."

"Everyone, please look." The Laser Pen in Zhang Desheng's hand shone onto the antique, and the light emitted was green.

The crowd erupted in a roar; everyone looked at the green light emanating from the Blue and White Porcelain in disbelief.

"It's actually green light, it really is green light."

"Is this fake? This is from Guyue Zhai; the shop-protecting treasure is actually fake."

"Hmph, merchants chase profit. Zhao San has really fallen this time."

The group of people in the room discussed it heatedly. Seeing how lively it was inside Guyue Zhai, more people flooded in to find out what was happening.

Zhao San's face turned pale. He roared: "Your instrument is faulty! My Guyue Zhai has thirty years of reputation; how could I possibly sell fakes?"

"Not only is this one fake, these few are also fake. Especially this Chime Bell; three years ago, a friend of mine asked me to appraise it, and his Chime Bell was bought from Guyue Zhai."

Zhang Desheng used the Laser Pen in his hand to appraise the remaining items one by one, breaking another piece of news.

"Zhang Lao, what do you mean by this?" Someone asked, puzzled: "Was the item your friend bought real?"

"It was real. My friend is from overseas; he went abroad after buying the Chime Bell. So the real Chime Bell was sold three years ago, and he simply faked another one and placed it here to act as the shop-protecting treasure."

"How detestable! A place as big as Guyue Zhai sells fakes?"

"He even made a promise that if there were any fakes in Guyue Zhai, he would compensate three times the value."

"Heh, let's see how he handles this. Everyone who bought things here before will definitely come back for an appraisal."

"I just looked into Zhao San's background." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "He has another identity. Does everyone want to know what it is?"

"What other identity does he have?" someone asked.

"Zhao Qingshan, that is your original name, isn't it?" Chen Yu stared at Zhao San.

"You, how do you know?" Zhao San's expression was horrified; he looked at Chen Yu in disbelief.

"Decades ago, you were the boss of the Imitation Kiln Workshop, right?" Chen Yu smiled and said, "Those who frequently play with antiques all know that the once-famous Imitation Kiln Workshop was proficient in making fakes and forgeries."

"The things they produced were enough to pass for the real thing. Later, after it was raided by the police, the boss of the Imitation Kiln Workshop, Zhao Qingshan, took advantage of the poor information flow back then to transform himself into the boss of Guyue Zhai."

"Zhao Qingshan, so you are Zhao Qingshan?" Zhang Desheng was also shocked: "The number one forger back then, who could even replicate the Precious items of the National Museum one-to-one."

"No, it's not, it's not like that." Zhao San's face was deathly pale.