A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 205 Were Ye Fan's Fortunes going to Change?

Yang He's face turned pale immediately.

Han Shao-Jie was gloating gleefully earlier but now the smile on his face instantly froze. As he stood

dumbstruck from the shock, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"That's impossible! President Gu, how can this be? I carefully studied this blue and white porcelain and

knew it couldn't be a fake,” said Han Shao-Jie angrily.

He was the one who recommended Shen Fei to buy the blue and white porcelain piece after all. If it

turned out to be a counterfeit, wasn't it as good as a slap on his face?

Also, Shen Fei would probably suspect he was colluding with the shop owner to defraud him.

It not only proved his incompetence but also made him look like a betrayer!

So Han Shao-Jie couldn't agree with Gu Long-En's explanation and did his utmost to prove the

authenticity of the blue and white porcelain.

"Old Master Gu, didn't you say that the blue and white porcelain body is thick, large, and strong? It has

good proportions and is full of energy. This kind of high-quality product is definitely a treasure and

intended for use by royalty, even in the Yuan Dynasty. And look at how powerful and lively this dragon

pattern is. The dragon's claws look ferocious while it looks down on everything. How can a dragon as

vivid as this be a fake? President Gu, don't listen to his nonsense. He knows nothing about appraising

antiques. It's probably his first time getting involved with antiques and he's just saying all that nonsense

as a ploy to confuse us all," he went on and on in a deep tone. His voice was filled with contempt and

despise for Ye Fan.

There was no way he could believe that his skills were incapable of surpassing even a clueless rookie

appraiser.

Yang He stood by the side and chimed in as well, "Exactly, Master Gu. This brat is here to make

trouble. How can you get confused by him? I'm going to get someone to chase him out now!"

Yang He and Han Shao-Jie kept commenting one after another, but Gu Long-En shook his head

instead.

"I didn't get confused by him. This blue and white porcelain is really a fake."

What?

Han Shao-Jie shuddered as his heart turned even colder. But he continued to insist, "That's impossible.

I carefully appraised it according to the appraisal books I studied.

"President Gu, if you didn't get deceived by him, then you must be mistaken somewhere!"

Gu Long-En looked at Han Shao-Jie and laughed gently instead, "I was mistaken somewhere?"

"You're young and lacking in ability, but you're really confident of yourself. Okay, in that case, I'll shed

some light on what's going on.'" "The evidence you raised were valid. But your biggest mistake was

that you only looked at it partially without considering it as a whole! You merely scraped its surface

without thinking more deeply!"

"You only saw that it has vivid and lively patterns. But did you see the irregularity in its pattern where its

body converged at its base? You merely considered whether the porcelain had good proportions. But

did you notice how the vase was not aesthetically pleasing as a whole? And how it completely lacked

smoothness and roundness?"

"You only applied the knowledge you learned from books but failed to use them flexibly. Despite the

shortcomings in your abilities, you were arrogant, disrespectful to elders, and stubborn. You were

unknowledgeable, overbold, and incompetent! And nothing but an ignorant man.”

After being doubted by a younger man like that, it was little wonder that Gu Long-En was annoyed.

He ended up shouting with a stern look on his face.

The waves of angry shouts came like a shocking thunderclap that exploded repeatedly.

His continuous berating made Han Shao-Jie's face flush crimson in shame. He was almost too

ashamed to show his face.

Old Master Gu's final shout was practically earth-shattering and Han Shao-Jie couldn't even stand up

straight out of terror. In the end, he staggered, retreated a few steps, and almost fell onto the floor.

Gu Long-En disregarded Han Shao-Jie's reaction and went on.

"This blue and white porcelain undoubtedly hails from the Yuan Dynasty, but it was clearly spliced

together. And from several pieces of porcelain no less. At the most, it's considered a reconstruction and

not a true Yuan Dynasty artifact at all. It's worth less than a thousandth of the original. If any of you

have doubts, you can shine my light into the vase and see if you can detect the signs of bonding! But

the person who reconstructed it was clearly an expert. If this Little Teacher here didn't point it out, even

I might have been tricked too."

Gu Long-En sighed, then he turned and walked up to Ye Fan with remorse written all over his face as

he apologized, "I almost got Little Teacher humiliated because of my carelessness. Please forgive me, This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Little Teacher."

In the antique circles, masters were addressed as teachers.

After learning of Ye Fan's talent, Gu Long-En clearly had a whole new level of respect for him. He even

called him ‘Little Teacher' now.

At the sight of Old Master Gu apologizing so respectfully to Ye Fan, Su Qian was astonished, while Qiu

Mu-Cheng was completely caught by surprise as well. The two young ladies covered their red lips with

their little hands in shock. Their chests rose and fell hard in disbelief.

"Was...Was it really a fake?" The two pretty girls looked at each other. They were in such shock that

they looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Mu-Cheng, this hubby of yours actually knows how to appraise treasure?" Su Qian felt her heart was

as turbulent as waves and couldn't calm down.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was at a loss herself, "I...I don't know either!"

Qiu Mu-Cheng and Su Qian weren't alone. All the people who ridiculed Ye Fan were shocked into

speechlessness while their faces were overwhelmed with shame. But they couldn't bring themselves to

say a word.

Su Yuan-Shan and Su Nan laughed bitterly too. They didn't expect to get slapped in the face in the

end.

"I underestimated Miss Qiu's driver," Su Yuan-Shan shook his head and sighed.

"It must have been a wild guess. What would a country bumpkin know about doing appraisal?" said Su

Qian softly. After she calmed down, she pondered the matter and decided not to believe Ye Fan was

that capable.

After all, it required strong finances to enter high society. A man who fretted over his livelihood neither

had the time nor funds to learn new skills. How could he get involved in appraisal of curios, which

demanded a lot of money?

But of course, only someone who knew nothing about the industry like Su Qian would say things like

that. A true connoisseur like Gu Long-En would never believe Ye Fan merely got lucky.

It took an extraordinarily keen eye to detect something amiss with the blue and white porcelain.

Hence Gu Long-En admired Ye Fan's talent. After he apologized, he invited him to join the city's

Antique Association.

"Little Teacher, you've got such a keen eye at such a young age, so I'm sure you'll shine brilliantly in the

antiquity community in the future. I hereby sincerely invite you to join the Yunzhou Antique Association.

You can stay for a few years and earn some experience first. Then after three years, I'll recommend

you to be president and you can lead the Yunzhou curio circles. We lack young talent like you the most

among the Yunzhou collectors these days," said Gu Long-En eagerly. Su Qian and the others went

stunned when they heard these words.

He wanted Ye Fan to be the president of the association?

Were the tables truly going to turn for this country bumpkin this time?

Qiu Mu-Cheng too stared wide-eyed. Did her...her husband meet his fairy godmother?

But when Han Shao-Jie and Yang He heard this, their eyes turned red.

"Master Gu, you can't do that! This brat clearly got lucky just now. He wouldn't know anything about

appraisal! If you want to make him the president, you may as well choose a pig! Also, he probably

doesn't even have the right to be a member of the association. President Gu, please think twice!"

Yang He had been a member of the association for ten years and he was still merely a senior member.

How could a brat like Ye Fan be fit to become the president?

Ye Fan was unaffected by Yang He's scorn and just smiled coldly, "Mr Yang is right. I, Ye Fan, am just a

boor and know nothing about appraisal. But no matter how lousy I am, I'm still better than how you

couldn't even tell a real antique from a fake and sold trash as though it was some treasure, right?"