Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 50

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.”

“Why are you here at the antique market if you know nothing about antiques? This is obviously a replica—you are merely wasting your money.”

Janet’s red lips were curled up. “It’s rare to see something that I like. On top of that, it’s dirt cheap. Of course I won’t let it go.”

Upon hearing her words, the crowd began to laugh. “This young lady is a fool.”

After that, there were a few genuine antiques, but she had always bought only the finest product, so she didn’t bid for them.

The first part of the free trade fair was over and next was a trade only for the merchants.

In the second 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 genuine goods.

“Hello, is it true that anyone can sell antiques in this free trade?” She intended to sell her oriental jasper.

“Do you have something that you would like to trade for?” The host appraised her.

With a smile, she unzipped her bag and showed him her jewel. “This is the thing!”

He glanced at the oriental jasper in her hand. With his brows furrowed, he stared at it for some time before pulling her toward the table in puzzlement. “Young lady, put down your oriental jasper and let everyone take a look at it!” After roughly appraising the jewel in her hand, he found that the jewel seemed to have had a great color and quality!