Yan Yufei looked at the young man with a sowhat ostentatious tone, and said:
"The Duan inkstone I gave to Grandpa Lin is from Emperor Huizong’s ti in the Song Dynasty. Emperor Huizong used it himself, and he created the Thin Gold Style with this Duan inkstone. I bought it for 2 million. Now it is broken, and here you are saying that it is a street-side bargain that can be bought for a hundred dollars each?"
million?
Although everyone present was wealthy, they couldn’t help but glance at Yan Yufei when they heard that she was willing to spend 2 million on this Duan inkstone for Grandpa Lin, who she barely had a close relationship with.
This Miss Yan is quite generous indeed.
Qin Shuyi, however, looked at Yan Yufei with so surprise when she heard her words.
Before Yan Yufei said this, she thought that the Duan inkstone that Yan Yufei had given was just an ordinary inkstone left from Emperor Huizong’s ti in the Song Dynasty. She had no idea that it was the one they had seen in the Long Pavilion.
Didn’t she not buy that inkstone because it was too expensive at the ti?
Could it be that she couldn’t bear to be outdone by Qiaoxu and went back to buy it later?
Qin Shuyi suppressed the astonishnt in her eyes, always feeling that it wasn’t that simple.
Upon hearing this, the young man’s laughter beca even more cheerful.
"An inkstone used by Emperor Huizong?"
With the folding fan in his hand, he quickly spun it around, his gaze, like a searchlight, sharply scanning up and down Yan Yufei’s face, and said with a smile:
"When did you buy that inkstone from my store?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yufei’s heart felt a sudden panic, and she hurriedly avoided the young man’s gaze.
What does he an?
What does he an by his store?
She thought of the Duan inkstone used by Emperor Huizong displayed in the Long Pavilion, and a chill ran down her spine.
Could he be the secret owner of the Long Pavilion?
She had heard of the Long Pavilion, and the owner behind it was very mysterious and never appeared in public. The store managers of his branches greeted the guests on his behalf.
Not many people had seen the person behind the Long Pavilion. Yan Yufei had thought that the secret owner of the Long Pavilion must be a person around fifty years old or even older, and never thought he would be a young man under twenty.
As she was caught red-handed by the owner of the Long Pavilion, Yan Yufei’s heart suddenly panicked. But when she rembered what the person who sold her the inkstone said, she cald down again.
"Heh! If you say that the one in your store is real, then it’s real? You’re just relying on a famous signboard. Who’d know that you’re selling fake goods with these signboards?"
For the first ti, they heard soone brazenly questioning the authenticity of the goods sold by the Long Pavilion, and they looked at Yan Yufei with indescribable expressions.
It’s not even ntioning who was behind the Long Pavilion, but just the prestigious signboard of the century-old Long Family alone – did they need to make money by selling fake antiques?
If even the Long Pavilion didn’t have a limited edition antique that couldn’t be found anywhere else in Z Country.
This girl was so ignorant. Was it really appropriate for her to continue embarrassing herself here?
This young man was indeed the owner behind the Long Pavilion, the only grandson of the Long Family Head, nad Long Ge.
The na of his antique shop, "Long Pavilion," was taken from the homophonic sound of his na.
Long Ge’s smile beca even more evident, but the laughter in his eyes gradually faded away. It was clear that he beca angry because of Yan Yufei’s accusation.
Long Ge’s personality was such that one could question him personally, but they could not question the authenticity of the things he sold. This would be an insult to his professional ability.
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