"What is this? Say something!" Du Haojie impatiently said, seeing the woman's trembling hands and stuttering speech.
However, the woman ignored him, shaking her head continuously, beads of sweat forming and sliding down her forehead, clearly showing how shocked she was at that moment.
The next second, the woman said, "No, impossible! How can this be?"
Seeing this, Ye Feng asked, "What's wrong? Did you figure out the origin of this large bowl?"
The woman hurriedly shook her head, "No, I'm sorry sir, my skills are not good enough to be certain. Give me a few minutes, I'll find my teacher to take a look!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but show surprise, thinking to himself, "Could this large bowl really have some special origin?"
"Damn it, what is this! If your skills aren't good enough, why be an appraiser? Really!" Du Haojie said indignantly as the woman left.
Ye Feng heard this and replied, "Even if her skills aren't good enough, they're still much better than yours!"
"Tch!" Du Haojie snorted disdainfully.
The woman was gone for a long time without reappearing, so Ye Feng and the others had to wait.
At this moment, Du Haojie asked, "By the way, why are you here alone? Where is Xiao Feifei? Don't tell me she dumped you!"
"Heh, we're on very good terms! Thanks for your concern!" Ye Feng said with a smile.
Du Haojie clearly didn't believe him. He continued, "I don't believe it. If what you said is true, then why isn't she here, and only you are?"
"This is truly speechless. Do you think everyone is like you, idle all day and messing around everywhere!" Ye Feng retorted.
His words left Du Haojie momentarily unable to refute. After a while, he said, "Ye Feng, stop pretending! Someone with Xiao Feifei's qualifications, would she fancy you? Who can't see that your relationship is fake!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng snorted and didn't answer directly. Instead, he said, "Alright, why are you bothering me all the time?"
"Get lost! You're not Xiao Feifei, who is bothering you all day!" Du Haojie glared at Ye Feng and said angrily.
"Then why are you here?" Ye Feng continued to ask.
"Today is the Mayor's sixtieth birthday. As everyone knows, he loves porcelain and antiques the most, so I came here to pick out a gift to give him at the banquet!" Du Haojie explained.
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then remembered the matter of giving a gift.
"It seems I need to prepare something, otherwise it won't be good to go empty-handed! By the way, since he likes porcelain and antiques, then it's just right..." Ye Feng muttered to himself.
At this moment, the woman, pulling an old man in his sixties, hurried over from a distance.
"Oh, you little brat, slow down! My old bones can't stand your rushing! I always told you to learn diligently, but you didn't listen, and now you've encountered a problem!" the old man chattered at the woman as they walked.
The woman pouted upon hearing this, "No, that thing really feels very strange. I feel it's unlikely, but no matter how I look at it, I can't find any flaws!"
"Alright, alright! Let me take a look!" As they spoke, they quickly walked over.
Ye Feng carefully observed the old man. His face was full of wrinkles, his body was hunched, and he looked very old.
He walked to the counter and looked at Ye Feng, saying, "You're here to appraise antiques, right? Let me see the item!"
Ye Feng nodded, "Okay, thank you!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng handed the bowl to the old man. The old man took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket, put them on, and carefully examined the bowl.
However, the old man was stunned at first glance. Ye Feng and the others could even see the old man's whole body tremble.
"This, how is this possible?" The old man, like the woman before him, became both excited and shocked.
"Teacher, how is it? Is it real?" the woman asked.
The old man was very excited and said to the woman, "Go, go get a basin of water!"
"Okay, Teacher!"
Soon, the woman came in with a basin of water.
Ye Feng, Du Haojie, and the surrounding people watched this scene with confusion.
The old man took a towel and a brush and carefully washed the bowl.
A few minutes later, a brand new item appeared before everyone's eyes, shining brightly under the bright lights.
It was a large bowl with a plain interior and decorated with blue and white porcelain on the outside. The belly was painted with eight scrolling lotus patterns, finely and meticulously drawn with smooth and natural lines.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
"My goodness, this is too beautiful!"
"Wow, this, is this still the dirty large bowl from before?"
"After just one wash, it's like a different bowl. If I hadn't seen the master wash it with my own eyes, I would have thought he swapped it!"
Everyone present looked at the refreshed large bowl with astonishment.
"It's real, it's real! Haha, it's actually real!"
Suddenly, the old man picked up the bowl and laughed heartily, his expression extremely excited.
This made everyone even more confused. Ye Feng stepped forward and asked, "Master, please tell me, what era is this item from, and what is its value?"
"This is a blue and white scrolling lotus large bowl from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, over five hundred years old!" the old man explained.
"What? From the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty?"
"Over five hundred years old? Wow, it really is an antique!"
"Damn, over five hundred years old, it should be worth a lot of money! This kid has such incredible luck!"
Everyone showed surprise, some envious, some jealous!
"Five hundred years! Haha, it's undoubtedly an antique! Du Haojie, I won again! Fulfill the bet!" Ye Feng said with a smile.
Hearing this, Du Haojie immediately shouted angrily, "This, how is this possible?"
"How is it impossible? The master has personally confirmed it, are you still trying to go back on your word? We agreed earlier that whoever goes back on their word is a dog! If you want to be a dog, I have nothing more to say!" Ye Feng said to him with a smile.
Du Haojie was extremely angry and said, "So what if this thing is five hundred years old? I can pick up a stone with five thousand years of history!"
Ye Feng scoffed at this, "Then what do you mean?"
"Only things that are valuable are called antiques. If they are not valuable, what's the difference from a stone!" Du Haojie clearly didn't want to admit defeat and was making excuses.
Ye Feng listened and continued, "Then how much do you think it should be worth to be considered an antique?"
"At least hundreds of thousands!"
As he spoke, Du Haojie's eyes darted around, thinking: This broken bowl, even if it's an antique, shouldn't be worth much.
Hearing this, Ye Feng turned to the old man and asked, "Master, how much is my bowl worth?"
The old man was examining the bowl from all sides, liking it more and more, and was reluctant to put it down.
Only when Ye Feng called him did he snap back to reality and say, "This bowl... is worth tens of millions!"