Chapter 49: Chapter 49: President of the Antique Appraisal Association—Zhang HongyuAfter laughing for a full two minutes, Bai Yu took out five bills and handed them to the old man. Sёar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "Old man, tell him, where did you get this cup from!"

    "I... I got this cup from a dollar store, spent a buck on it!" The old man took the money and said with an awkward smile, "But this cup is great for drinking tea, I’ll sell it to you for five bucks, how about that?"

    "Five bucks? You sure? I think you’ll regret it." Ye Huan said meaningfully.

    "Just five bucks, once you pay, you take it!" the old man said.

    "Then don’t regret it." Ye Huan said with a smile, pulling out a red bill and handing it to the old man, "Here’s a hundred, keep the change."

    The old man took the money, his face full of joy.

    It’s his first time seeing someone this dumb!

    Rushing to give money away and still thinking he’s made a profit?

    "Ye Huan, I get it, poor people all dream of getting rich overnight. But the art of antique appraisal isn’t something a poor man can dabble in." Bai Yu sneered, "But if you kneel and call me ’father’ a couple of times, I might just teach you the art of appraisal."

    Ye Huan mocked, "Your so-called art of appraisal? The kind that treats a chamber pot as an antique? That’s something I don’t want to learn."

    "I was actually planning to teach you some appraisal skills, but clearly, you’re not worthy of learning it. Deserve to be poor your whole life, ungrateful!" Bai Yu cursed, full of disdain.

    "Precisely, an ungrateful fool, treating a broken cup as treasure!" The old man puffed up with pride and cursed at Ye Huan.

    Su Qingqing couldn’t stand it any longer. After shaking her head, she whispered, "Ye Huan, stop embarrassing yourself, let’s go."

    "Let’s go." Ye Huan smiled, feeling quite pleased.

    Spending a hundred to buy a treasure worth a billion, such good luck.

    The two turned to leave, when a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was searching for antiques on the carpet, suddenly froze.

    He looked at the teapot in Bai Yu’s hand, his expression extremely excited, his voice trembling slightly, "A Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot?"

    "Imperial Teapot?" Bai Yu was stunned for a moment.

    Upon seeing the middle-aged man, he rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "Chairman Zhang?"

    The middle-aged man was none other than Zhang Hongyu, chairman of the Celestial Sea Antique Appraisal Association.

    "Young Master Bai?" Zhang Hongyu looked at the teapot in Bai Yu’s hand and exclaimed, "This... this Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot, could it be something you found?"

    "Yes." Bai Yu nodded and then shivered, "Chairman Zhang, you say this is a Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot?"

    "Could... could you let me take a look to confirm?"

    "Of course!" Bai Yu handed over the teapot without hesitation, his heart already filled with excitement.

    Zhang Hongyu took the teapot, pulled out a magnifying glass, and examined it carefully, then exclaimed, "This... this is indeed a Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot, at least three hundred years old, never expected Young Master Bai to find such a Divine Artifact among a pile of junk, you’ve hit the jackpot!"

    "What!"

    Bai Yu was so excited he jumped up.

    Originally, he only thought the teapot was made in the Ming Dynasty. He didn’t expect it to be an Imperial Teapot? If it’s an Imperial Teapot used by the emperor, then its price would soar!

    The old man who owned the stall showed envy, jealousy, and hatred on his face. An Imperial Teapot, that’s like the top of the antique world, casually worth over a billion, yet it got bought for two million, such a loss!

    "Two fools, treating a broken chamber pot as an antique, that’s rare indeed." Ye Huan sneered out loud.

    As soon as he said this, Su Qingqing hurriedly covered Ye Huan’s mouth, looking anxious.

    She recognized this middle-aged man, isn’t he the antique appraisal guru who often appears on TV shows? It’s said his appearance fee per episode is tens of thousands or even over a million!

    It’s rumored that whenever a new emperor’s tomb is discovered, the official senior archaeology team always invites him to join, to quickly determine the tomb’s age and the emperor’s identity with his rich appraisal experience.

    And Ye Huan called such a person a fool? He must be crazy!

    "Ye Huan, do you know who this person is? You actually called him a fool?"

    Ye Huan shrugged, "Treating a chamber pot as a treasure, what else if not a fool?"

    "Ye Huan, you actually dare to insult Chairman Zhang?" Bai Yu roared with rage, "Do you know what status Chairman Zhang holds? Celestial Sea Antique Appraisal Association chairman! He already said this is a Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot, priceless, do you mean to say your appraisal skills are better than his?"

    "If he really takes this chamber pot as a treasure..." Ye Huan said seriously, "Then I am indeed better than him."

    "Pfft!"

    Su Qingqing almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

    Insulting the chairman of the appraisal association as a fool on the street? And saying his appraisal skills are superior?

    If this gets out, Ye Huan would definitely be drowned by the association members’ spit!

    "Young man, you called me a fool?" Zhang Hongyu’s face darkened.

    "If you mistake a chamber pot for an Imperial Teapot, what else are you but a fool?" Ye Huan pointed at the "Imperial Teapot" in Bai Yu’s arms, taunting him.

    "Nonsense!" Bai Yu was furious, "This is clearly an Imperial Teapot, certified by Chairman Zhang as a Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot!"

    He was really pissed off.

    As a member of the appraisal association, finding a top-quality antique like a Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot should be a great honor!

    Yet now, a little brat who knows nothing about appraisal is mocking it as a chamber pot on the street? Who can tolerate that!

    The more Bai Yu thought about it, the angrier he got, "Ye Huan, you like to show off? Come on, tell me how my Imperial Teapot looks like a chamber pot!"

    "Yes young man, with my extensive experience, this teapot’s workmanship and other details all prove it to be a Ming Dynasty Imperial Teapot!"

    Zhang Hongyu’s face also wasn’t pleasant.

    As a guru of the antique appraisal world, he is respected wherever he goes, and now he’s being insulted on the street by this young man as a fool? Absurd!

    "You don’t believe this is a chamber pot?" Ye Huan’s lips curled up, "Then how about we make a bet!"

    "Bet? Sure, you name the stakes!" Bai Yu sneered.

    "If I prove this thing is a chamber pot, you call me dad, and vice versa, how about that?"

    Bai Yu laughed coldly, "Sure, if you’re eager to recognize me as your dad, although I’m getting the short end, I’m in a good mood today, an extra son is no big deal!"

    "Are you so confident this is an Imperial Teapot?" Ye Huan chuckled lightly.

    "Why all the talk, are you scared?"

    "Enough said, bring the teapot over." Ye Huan said with a smile.

    "Acting so pretentious, just wait and see how embarrassed and humiliated you’ll be!" Bai Yu handed over the "Imperial Teapot", crossing his arms and sneering repeatedly.

    "Actually, appraising this thing is very simple..."

    Ye Huan said with a smile.

    The next second, Brother Huan suddenly lifted the "Imperial Teapot" over his head and smashed it down.

    "Bang!"