Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

Chapter 147 5? Did we hear that right?

Inside the Gutang Antique Shop.

Everyone looked towards the doorway with some surprise.

There stood an elderly man, over 175 cm tall, thin, with some silver-gray hair, standing at the door with his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing the old man, the owner of the ancient shop immediately went to greet him: "Old Zhang, what brings you here today!"

"I'm just browsing! I just happened to be passing by." The old man, named Zhang, strolled into the shop.

He went straight to Su Jiang's side with a clear purpose: "Young friend, may I take a look at this little gadget?"

His words were extremely sincere and gentle, without any airs of self-importance befitting an elder.

"Okay." Su Jiang handed the box to Old Zhang.

"Thanks!"

Old Zhang took the box, looked it over for a while, and then turned to the shopkeeper and said something.

"Xiao Liu, bring the butter lamp and the bronze mirror!"

The shop owner nodded and bowed, "Okay, I'll go get it right away!"

A short while later, the owner of the Gutang shop brought over a yellow oil lamp and a bronze mirror from behind the counter and handed them to Mr. Zhang.

"kindness."

After giving a soft "hmm," Old Zhang picked up a lighter and lit the oil lamp.

Next, the bronze mirror was placed in place, and the oil lamp was moved up, down, left, and right.

All eyes immediately focused on Elder Zhang.

I was afraid of missing any details.

The boss, in particular, was very familiar with Elder Zhang.

in the country, Mr. Zhang is definitely one of the top figures in the field of antiques.

Other appraisers might misjudge or misvalue certain treasures.

However, there are basically no publicly known defeats among Zhang Lao's disciples.

At least in the public eye, Mr. Zhang did not miss anything.

Now Old Zhang is so interested in this black wooden box, and even says that it is indeed red.

Could it be?

For a time, the boss developed a strong interest in the black wooden box and in Su Jiang.

Inside the Gutang shop, three people were sitting at another table.

We looked at each other, completely bewildered.

They could tell from Old Master Zhang's aura that he was no ordinary person.

You can't offend them easily.

They forcibly suppressed their original intention to ridicule Elder Zhang.

"Big brother, do you think it's possible that the appraisers we found were all mistaken?" The skinny guy suddenly felt uneasy, so he quietly leaned close to his boss's ear and whispered.

"Impossible. We've found a famous appraiser in Kyoto. There's no way we'd be wrong. Besides, we're all veterans in the antique world, and we've made so much money. How could we be wrong?"

The eldest brother's eyes darted around for a moment, then hardened again, and he continued:

"This so-called 'Old Zhang' might be an accomplice, trying to scam us!"

"Red, huh? Do you think the three of us are all blind? Or are the other two blind? Colorblind to black and red?"

"If they were really red, I'd crack those two walnuts open and eat them as a meal!"

The eldest brother said in a low voice with a hint of disdain.

"Yes, yes, we all saw the black one, but people said it was red. Isn't that just a scam?" The skinny guy nodded repeatedly, expressing his complete agreement with his boss.

However, while they were still muttering to themselves...

The shop owner's eyes were starting to light up.

Moreover, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Is this a special brew?

How could this happen?

A few minutes later.

Old Zhang fixed a certain angle, smiled confidently, and said, "It seems that my old man's skills are still up to par. This is indeed red, and it's a dressing case made of top-grade sandalwood."

The owner of the ancient hall shop nodded frantically, then swallowed hard. "May I take a look?"

After obtaining consent.

He carefully took the wooden box—or rather, the dressing case—from Old Zhang's hands, muttering, "Why didn't I think of that the patina would become transparent under the yellow light?"

Old Master Zhang smiled slightly: "Because this dressing case should have been used by a woman from a previous dynasty more than 400 years ago. That woman probably used it frequently, and it was probably used by more than just her generation. After several generations of use, it's inevitable that a patina would form on it. Most people wouldn't think that a dressing case would also develop a patina."

As he spoke, he pointed to the walnuts in the hand of the eldest of the three people on another table.

"It's just like those walnuts. After these walnuts have been handled for a long time, their patina is mostly black, but it only looks black in ordinary dark conditions. When you put them in sunlight or under a yellow light, they look red. That's why ancient books say that dressing cases are red, because they used oil lamps and bronze mirrors."

As he spoke, he stood up, nodded to Su Jiang, and asked curiously, "Young man, how did you know that this dressing case was red?"

As a leading figure in the antique world with so many years of experience, Mr. Zhang also happens to have some expertise in ancient wooden artifacts.

Therefore, they naturally knew that the dressing cases of this era were generally made of high-quality rosewood, hence the reddish hue.

But it's rather strange that someone as young as Su Jiang is so knowledgeable.

Could he be a prodigy in the world of antiques?

Su Jiang smiled and said, "I just happened to have seen a book about dressing cases a while ago, so I wanted to give it a try. It's a bit of a gamble."

He naturally couldn't reveal the treasure-appraising skill that the system had given him.

He originally wanted to ask the boss for tung oil to remove the patina, but with Old Zhang there, it saved him the trouble.

Now, when asked, Su Jiang can only say that he was gambling, but the odds of winning are, well, 100%.

Upon hearing Su Jiang's words, Old Zhang's lips twitched, giving him a look that said, "I don't believe you for a second."

He didn't say it aloud, but gave a sheepish smile and stood aside looking at some antiques on the shelf.

"Handsome, can you sell me this dressing case? I'm willing to offer 50!"

The boss had already looked through the dressing case that Su Jiang had brought, and said with some seriousness and solemnity.

This price was announced.

The three people on the table were instantly stunned.

Five? Five hundred thousand?

Did you hear me wrong?

Fifty yuan would be more like it, right?

This price has driven the three of them crazy.

Although they only received this black wooden box for a few hundred yuan.

Later, the appraisal concluded that it had little value, but they weren't upset; they just considered it a few hundred yuan as tuition.

Now look what's happened! Someone who knows its value has come out and offered 500,000 yuan. They feel like they've eaten shit.

Just like those stock market investors, they hope that the stocks they buy will rise every day, but once they sell them, they immediately hope that they will fall to the daily limit every day.

Imagine you just sold at a loss today, and the stock price suddenly surged and hit the daily limit up.

That feeling, that taste...

The three of them could no longer contain their curiosity.

They all crowded around Su Jiang and began to examine the dressing case.

"Holy crap! Is this really red? It's hundreds of years old?" The skinny dark-skinned man's eyes practically bulged out.

He rubbed his eyes hard and said incredulously.

The other two were also completely bewildered.

So all that was it? I was the clown all along?

His face, displaying a mixture of emotions, looked somewhat amusing.

At this moment, they had only one question in their minds: why couldn't they find an expert like Master Zhang to appraise their treasures?

But just when they were regretting and feeling remorseful...

"Xiao Liu, that's not fair of you!"