Chapter 35: Blue Flower Gourd

  "Mr. Ren, Miss Ren had a hard time buying this chair at first. Although the Huanghuali armchair from the late Ming dynasty is not a rare treasure, it's still scarce. But there are people who are blind to its value and insist on saying it's fake, almost delaying Miss Ren's birthday wishes for you."

  When Zhang Zhonglin's face turned green with anger, he glared at Zhou Mingluo and hastily spoke up to defend himself.

  The previous misunderstanding was forgotten when the laughter started, and he had to seize the opportunity. Since the other party was happy, he might also be remembered by Old Master Ren.

  In the process of showing off, Zhang Zhonglin also took the opportunity to strike a blow at Zhou Mingluo. This damned guy insisted on spouting nonsense, which made him somewhat at a loss for what to do next. Now look at him still jumping around.

  It turns out that I am right after all.

  But just as Zhang Zhonglin was gloating, Ren Chongshan suddenly turned around, his face iron-green, and scared the few people who were still in high spirits on the spot.

  What's going on?

  This old man was laughing loudly just now, saying it's good, how did his face suddenly become so gloomy?

  "This chair is fake." Amidst the confusion of several people, the old man who was squatting down with Ren Zhongshan to examine the chair also stood up and opened his mouth with a face that couldn't help but smile.

  Zhang Zhonglin, Ren Lijuan and Ren Liheng were all shocked pale. Is this chair fake?

  But even if a few people didn't dare believe it, how could they explain Ren Zhongshan's ugly face?

  "How can it be fake? I've looked at it several times and couldn't find any flaws." Especially Zhang Zhonglin, he just couldn't believe this result.

  "It may be done very realistically, already able to deceive people, but it can only fool those who are not connoisseurs. Because it lacks a certain charm, purely mechanical work and handmade craftsmanship will lack a unique feeling. But these things can only be understood intuitively and cannot be expressed in words, you can only rely on your own accumulation of experience."

  Upon hearing Zhang Zhonglin's somewhat flustered question, the old man smiled faintly and said roughly the same thing he had told Zhou Minglu earlier.

  It was also this sentence that made Zhang Zhonglin's whole body shake again, staring at the other party in incredulity, heavens, how could it be like this?

  How can what he said be so similar to what Zhou Mingluo said? Is it missing a certain feeling? Can only muddle along in a half-hearted way?

  Even Ren Lijuan, Ren Liheng and Yang Dan were all shocked, looking at the old man in disbelief, then several people looked straight at Zhou Mingluo, their eyes full of shock.

  Come on, after all this time, the ridiculous things Zhou Ming Luo said turned out to be true, while Zhang Zhong Lin, who always seemed so professional, was actually being duped?

  The difference is too big, especially Ren Lijuan, who is now a little more tearful, and after messing around for half a day, she actually bought a fake back. This is too tragic, and what's even more tragic is that when buying things, she asked Zhou Mingluo to go with her, and the other party had already said it was fake, but she didn't believe the other party, and instead believed Zhang Zhonglin who was half a bucket of water level.

  This loss is simply the ultimate.

  Indeed, what Zhou Ming Luo said was hardly believable to anyone, but the words of the two people in front were worth believing. Not to mention Ren Zhongshan's expression at this time, another old man who spoke up, Ren Li Juan, knew him as well. He was his grandfather's bosom friend and also had a great reputation in the Xinkuang antique circle, Old He.

  "I say, Old Lao, you've really gotten yourself into a mess this time! I remember when this chair was first made, you said that anyone who actually bought it would be blind to its flaws. Who would have thought it'd end up in your hands? Haha!"

  It's rare to see Ren Zhongshan being scolded, but at this moment, He Lao didn't seem to care about the looks on the younger ones' faces and instead started teasing Ren Zhongshan.

  He certainly knew about it, because this chair was later taken away for him to see.

  "Never mind, I've already bought it."

  Ren's face changed color again, from green to red, and his body began to tremble. He seemed to be unsteady on his feet, but he still forced himself to calm down and spoke in a steady tone.

  No matter what, this is also his granddaughter's kind intention, he can't just lose his temper no matter how angry he is, right?

  But this conversation between the two left a group of young people opposite them speechless once again.

  Ren Zhongshan said a year ago that whoever buys this chair in the future is truly blind.

  In an instant, not only did Ren Lijuan's face flush red, but Zhang Zhonglin was also on the verge of collapse, while Ren Liheng and Yang Dan looked at Zhou Mingluo with unexpected surprise.

  "Never mind, everyone in this business has their off days." Although Ren Zhongshan was collapsing badly and his body was shaking with anger, he hadn't completely lost his head. He knew what day it was today, and besides, Ren Lijuan had bought it with good intentions, so he took a deep breath and thought about going forward to comfort her.

  But it was just one step out, his originally somewhat unstable footsteps suddenly shook violently and he crashed to one side.

  "Ah~ be careful."

  "Grandpa!"

  ……

  This startled a lot of people, and at the same time, at least six or seven hands rushed out to help him up. In the chaos, Ren Zhongshan's body was stabilized by many hands, but one hand slapped his right hand holding the Qinghua gourd. The small Qinghua gourd, about ten centimeters high, flew out of Ren Zhongshan's hand and smashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.

  "Gourd!! My gourd!!"

  When that crisp sound rang out, Ren Zhongshan, who had just been steadied, suddenly changed color, as if the ordinary Qinghua gourd that had just shattered was some kind of rare treasure. The old face, which had just regained its composure, was instantly filled with a crimson flush, and with one swipe of his hand, he pushed away all the hands and arms around him, and thudded to the ground, staring blankly at the scattered porcelain pieces.

  Even He Lao's face changed greatly, "Gourd, this gourd..."

  Things have come to this point, and I'm afraid anyone who isn't a fool will understand that they've made a big mistake.

  "Who was it just now who knocked over my gourd?!"

  Several people stared at each other in dismay as Ren Zhongshan, who had been crouching on the ground staring blankly at the broken gourd fragments, suddenly stood up and began to bellow at them. At this moment, he was truly furious beyond control. Originally, this matter was already disgusting enough, but unexpectedly, the gourd had also been smashed to pieces. It was already a testament to his self-restraint that he hadn't burst into a torrent of curses.

  In the midst of the roar, Ren Zhongshan's eyes were scanning back and forth among several people, as if he would pounce on whoever was found to have knocked over his gourd earlier. This again frightened Ren Li Juan, Ren Li Heng and others, but they were also puzzled, wondering who had knocked over the gourd.

  Ren Zhongshan was walking from the chair towards Ren Lijuan, with He Lao on his left rear and Zhang Zhonglin and Zhou Mingluo on his right side. However, Zhou Mingluo was blocked by Zhang Zhonglin's body, perhaps because Zhang wanted to get close to the other party to show off, so he also blocked Zhou Mingluo who didn't have a chance to go forward and assist.

  In front of Ren Zhongshan were Ren Lijuan and Ren Liheng, while Meng Ru and Yang Dan were blocked even further away by the two siblings.

  So at that moment, the seven or eight hands that stretched out could only have belonged to four people: Zhang Zhonglin, He Lao, and the siblings Ren Lijuan.

  "Let the old man be, I'm standing behind you on your left side, can't reach to help with your right hand holding the gourd, this has nothing to do with me." He Lao directly shook his head, with an expression of avoiding it.

  "Grandpa, I'm in front of you on your left side, and I still can't reach your right hand." Ren Liheng's head was covered in sweat as he directly denied it.

  "Grandpa, it wasn't me, I was just leaning on your shoulder." Ren Lijuan also hastily explained.

  In just a few words, everyone's attention suddenly shifted to Zhang Zhonglin.

  "Director Leng... I... I..." Zhang Zhonglin's face also turned dark and blue, full of uncontrollable panic.

  He can swear to heaven that he was really kind just now and didn't mean to knock down the blue-and-white gourd.

  But it must be said that this matter is not entirely his fault, if he hadn't solemnly sworn to let Ren Li Juan buy the chair, Ren Zhong Shan wouldn't have been so angry, and in his anger, he almost couldn't stand still, which led to the danger of losing his footing and falling while walking...