Lin Yue dodged the middle-aged man's hand and glared at him, saying: "Put your money away, I won't take it from you. If you give me any more, please leave."

  Lin Yue was really angry, what did the other side take him for? He wasn't a selfish and self-serving person.

  The middle-aged man saw Lin Yaodong get angry, and he hastily withdrew his hand, saying somewhat awkwardly: "Young brother, what are you doing? I didn't have any malicious intentions."

  "Speak up, what brings you here?" Lin Yue suppressed his anger and asked.

  A middle-aged man put a piece of porcelain on the table and said, "I'm here to ask Old He to appraise whether this porcelain bowl is genuine or fake."

  "Why don't you just say no and be done with it? What's the point of giving me money?"

  Lin Yue asked in confusion, and at the same time, he couldn't help but admire the other person's strength. Just now, such a big movement actually held the porcelain bowl so tightly.

  The middle-aged man said with a bitter face: "I don't know Mr. He, I rashly asked him to appraise it, he definitely won't appraise it for me. If anyone can come and ask for appraisal, he will be busy to death, so I asked you to help me out and say some good words."

  Lin Yue nodded upon hearing the words, but He Lao couldn't just let anyone come and appraise things. If he did that for everyone, then there would be no business to speak of, and he'd be busy to death every day.

  Lin Yue thought of something and asked: "There is a museum not far from this street, why did you come here to appraise it?"

  The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time before saying: "The appraisal there is not good, I still believe in Old He."

  Lin Yue felt that the middle-aged man had some unspoken secrets, so he didn't continue to ask and said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with this. I don't know He Lao very well, maybe I won't be of much help."

  He hasn't even started learning from the master yet and has already caused him a lot of trouble. Fortunately, he didn't take any money; if he had, it would have been even more unbearable. If He Chang knew that he had sold out his teacher for just one or two thousand yuan, he would probably be kicked out immediately.

  The middle-aged man heard the words and wanted to take out money, but was stopped by Lin Yue's quick eyes and hands, saying: "Don't do this, I won't accept your money, it's not about money."

  "Can't you just be a little more flexible?" the middle-aged man asked with a bitter face.

  Lin Yue shook his head helplessly, although he wanted to help but as an apprentice he couldn't. He said: "If you really want to find He Lao for appraisal, just wait for him to come back and look for him directly, I can't be the middleman."

  The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, picked up the porcelain and was about to walk out when he was stopped by Lin Yue.

  "Wait!"

  "Is what you're holding a Qinghua porcelain from the Ming Chenghua year?"

  Lin Yue exclaimed, he had just learned about the characteristics of Ming Chenghua Qinghua porcelain from He Chang yesterday, and unexpectedly someone sent one over today.

  "Little brother, do you recognize this bowl?" The middle-aged man's tone was filled with surprise and astonishment.

  Lin Yue nodded and asked: "Can I take a look?"

  Seeing Lin Yaodong's ceramics, the middle-aged man was also considered to be ill and treating himself randomly, stretching out his hand to hand over the ceramics to Lin Yaodong.

  Lin Yue hastily said: "The porcelain is too precious, you'd better put it on the table first."

  The middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses and immediately put the porcelain bowl on the table.

  It is an unwritten rule in the antique circle that when passing porcelain, it should be placed on a table first to prevent accidents. This way, if the porcelain breaks, it's clear who is responsible. Lin Yue was impressed by the cleverness of the seniors in the collecting world when he learned about this rule from He Chang'an.

  Lin Yue picked up the porcelain bowl from the table and examined it carefully.

  This is a twisted branch lotus patterned bowl, with blue-green floral patterns on the body of the bowl. Each flower pattern is connected to each other, although it looks complex, but still gives people a sense of harmony. On one side of the bowl, you can clearly see a peony flower. The leaves are serrated, with a white border around the edge, and the veins are clear. The leaves are painted in a chicken claw shape, with fruit and vines. The foot ring is undecorated, only painted with two blue stripes, which seems simple but the craftsmanship inside is not simple at all. However, Lin Yue feels that the green color in front of him is a bit too much, making it look somewhat incongruous. Moreover, Chenghua Qinghua porcelain has a clean and white body, fine and dense, with a beautiful and thin shape. The glaze is rich and smooth, like congealed fat, semi-transparent, and when viewed against the light, you can faintly see the body emitting a pale pink color. However, this glaze color appears slightly coarse, and the pink color cannot be seen.

  Lin Yue looked at the rim of the bowl again, it was flat and smooth, without any rough feeling, then he looked at the bottom of the bowl. From the bottom of the bowl, he saw some problems.

  The foot rim is wide and thick, and the outer bottom of the vessel also appears too square. Generally, porcelain from the Chenghua period has a rounded curve at the outer end of the foot rim, which is obviously not the case here.

  The mark on the bottom is also incorrect, with the four characters "Chenghua year" written on it, and it's a black ground green glaze. The actual Chenghua period didn't have a four-character mark, but rather a six-character mark in two lines that read "Da Ming Chenghua Nian Zhi", and there was no black ground green glaze either. Lin Yue determined that the bowl in front of him was an imitation of a Ming dynasty Chenghua piece, at most from the Qing dynasty's Qianlong period.

  Lin Yue put the bowl on the table.

  The middle-aged man next to him asked hastily after seeing that Lin Yue had finished reading: "Is this the real thing?"

  Lin Yue didn't say his own judgment, but instead asked: "How much did you pay for this bowl?"

  "One hundred and fifty thousand, what's going on? Is it fake?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Yue's face with a somewhat unsightly expression, afraid that the other party would say something he didn't want to hear.

  "One hundred and fifty thousand?" Lin Yue thought of the knowledge that He Changhe had told him yesterday, roughly estimating that the other party must have lost a lot. The value of antiques depends on who buys them. If it's someone who really likes them, the price will definitely be higher. If it's someone else, it'll be cheaper. Lin Yue didn't dare to give a price, he could only tell the truth:

  "This bowl is not a Ming Chenghua but a Qing dynasty imitation from the Kangxi to Qianlong period."

  "Fake?" The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned ugly, and he asked with a somewhat mournful tone: "The Qing dynasty one should be worth some money too, how much can it sell for?"

  "I'm not quite sure about this either."

  If he were alone, Lin Yue would have dared to estimate the price, but now that he was in Rong Le Xuan and was taken as a partner of Rong Le Xuan by the other party, if he quoted too high a price, wouldn't it be like lifting a stone to hit his own foot?

  "How did you know it was fake?" The middle-aged man asked in doubt, how could a fellow be so sure about the authenticity of the ceramic bowl?

  Thinking of Lin Yue's "partner" identity, the middle-aged man had a hint of luck in his heart about the authenticity of the porcelain bowl.