Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 50

“A counterfeit? Why do you say so?”

The old man adjusted his glasses and explained in a serious manner, “Look at the base. It is extremely white, so it doesn’t resemble how an antique should look like and the pattern is not in symmetry. Based on my years of experience in antiques appraisal, this is undoubtedly a modern craft.”

After listening to him, everyone nodded their heads. “You are right; there was another one in Barnsford, which looked exactly the same as this. It was auctioned off with a price of 5 million! How much is this worth? 500!”

“Sigh, it turns out that this is a fake. Let’s head down from the stage.”

After the crowd appraised the goods, most of them left the stage with only a handful remaining, considering whether to purchase the craft.

“Sigh, it turns out that this is a fake. It’s worthless!”

Janet squatted down and meticulously observed the craft, unable to stifle the smile at the corner of her lips.

In the end, she bought the so-called replica at a price of 1500.

When the crowd saw that it was a girl who purchased the craft, they looked at one another and mocked, “Young lady, are you going to use this replica to make pickles?”

“Haha, young lady, I bet that you bought it to soak your feet.”

market if you know nothing about antiques? This is obviously a replica—you are

to see something that I like. On top of that, it’s

hearing her words, the crowd began to laugh.

but she had always bought only the finest product, so

was over and next was a trade

part of the free trade, the antique collectors brought their antiques out to sell. Therefore, it fully depended on one’s ability to spot the

sell antiques in this free

like to trade for?” The

and showed him her jewel. “This is the

the table in puzzlement. “Young lady, put down your oriental jasper and let everyone

put down the oriental jasper before all the collectors came forward to

“The color is nice!”

is really bright and it looks

it weighs

the old men adjusted his glasses. “The crimson color looks pure and the quality seems excellent. It must be

to this young lady. Is it

don’t dare to buy

have randomly picked a stone and dyed it red before claiming that it’s an oriental jasper. Do you

like everyone here are amateurs. “Since all of you are afraid that this is a counterfeit, I’ll prove it to you guys.” As she was speaking, she took a bottle of mineral water from

the crevices of the stone, which caused the patterns inside to refract the light and caused the color to change—the jewel turned bright