After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"Isn't that Mr. Ye, the owner of the antique market?"

"Mr. Ye, hello! Your presence is a great honor to our humble establishment."

I've heard Chairman Shi of the Jade Association and the renowned collector Zhang Shouren mention you many times, but I've never had the chance to meet you.

It's an honor to meet you today. My surname is Ma, and I'm the owner of this club. You can just call me Mr. Ma.

A middle-aged man with a beaming smile and refined demeanor strode up to Ye Tian and introduced himself.

"Mr. Ma, you're too kind. I'm the one who's bothering you."

"I just had a craving for alcohol and wanted to have a drink," Ye Tian replied with a smile.

"Haha, no problem, no problem. I have plenty of fine wine here. Boss Ye, drink as much as you want tonight, there's no shortage of wine!"

Mr. Ye, your timing is perfect. I happen to be hosting a private exhibition tonight.

I'm currently worried about not having an expert to oversee things. If we encounter any controversial treasures later, I would appreciate it if Boss Ye could take a look.

"We can discuss the appraisal fee," Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, invited.

"No charge, just bring me two bottles of good wine tonight."

After all, I came here to relax, not to work.

Ye Tian agreed because he knew Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, Shi Linfeng, the president of the Jade Association, and Zhang Shouren. They were friends of friends, so Ye Tian had to give them face.

Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, understood Ye Tian's words. He meant that this was a matter of personal favor, not a transaction, and that talking about money would hurt feelings.

"Boss Ye is kind and righteous, I'm determined to be your friend."

"I'll pay for everything you and your girlfriend spend tonight, it's a deal."

Before Ye Tian could refute, Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, had already instructed the staff to arrange a private room.

Su Youwei seemed completely unconcerned about the title; she was currently sizing up Ye Tian with curiosity.

"I really didn't expect that you would be received personally by the owner of Yunxi Pavilion."

Do you know how many people want to meet Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, but can't?

Why is he being so polite to you?

"Ye Tian, ​​what exactly are your abilities that make someone like you deign to humble yourself before you?"

Su Youwei tiptoed and whispered in Ye Tian's ear.

Her sexy and alluring figure pressed tightly against Ye Tian's arm, making Ye Tian's heart heat up.

Ye Tian laughed and shook his arm: "You're pressing on my arm."

Su Youwei covered her mouth and giggled, "Little brother is quite innocent."

At this moment, Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, had finished making arrangements and returned to Ye Tian's side.

"Boss Ye, I'll take you to visit a private exhibition."

Ye Tian and Su Youwei followed Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, into the exhibition hall.

I strolled around, browsing the antique porcelain pieces displayed on the stand.

This is a private exhibition, so there aren't many items on display.

But each antique is enough to make many collectors envious.

There are bronze pots inlaid with gold and silver from the Warring States period, large underglaze red jars from the Yuan Dynasty, and handscrolls of calligraphy and paintings by Ming Dynasty court painters...

Regardless of whether they are true or false, the meaning these things represent already explains a lot.

Soon, the crowd gathered around a slightly larger booth on the left.

In the center of the booth, a celadon vase stands quietly.

The bottle has smooth and elegant lines, and the glaze is a pale blue-green color, which is lustrous and understated. The glaze surface is covered with fine ice cracks, which are naturally formed.

The shape is typical of Song Dynasty official kiln porcelain, dignified and elegant, with an inherent luster.

Under the lights, it exudes a timeless tranquility and nobility, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"This is actually a Song Dynasty official kiln celadon-glazed string-patterned vase!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Wasn't it rumored that he was stranded overseas? How did he end up here?"

"Looking at the glaze, the crackle, the lines, it can't be real, can it?"

A buzz of discussion arose among the crowd, filled with excitement and disbelief.

An elderly man with gray hair, a ruddy complexion, and wearing a Chinese-style jacket stood beside the bottle, his eyes showing a hint of barely perceptible tension and anticipation.

He cleared his throat, his voice trembling with excitement: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is one of my father's most treasured possessions."

It was indeed lost overseas in its early years, and I only recently brought it back to China. I brought it here today to share with you all.

Ye Tian did not approach immediately, but stood on the outside. With a slight thought, his X-ray vision quietly focused on the celadon bottle.

The gaze penetrates the pinkish glaze and reaches the body of the porcelain.

The body of this celadon bottle has uniform clay particles and a dense structure, which is consistent with the characteristics of official kilns in the Song Dynasty.

However, when his gaze shifted to the inside of the bottle, he noticed an extremely subtle difference.

The microstructure of the clay here is subtly different from that of the rest of the bottle, and is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

It is more like a product made by a top modern craftsman emulating the official kilns of the Song Dynasty, using sophisticated ancient techniques.

This is a high-quality replica that is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Ye Tian withdrew his gaze, focused on his nose and mind, and took a sip of tea.

He wanted to see which of these self-proclaimed connoisseurs of antiques present could be the first to see through this facade.

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice rang out: "The bubbles in the glaze of this bottle are wrong."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the other whispers in the room.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a beautiful woman with fair skin, a tall figure, and an outstanding temperament.

It was Su Youwei, who was standing next to Ye Tian.

She didn't touch the porcelain bottle with her hands, but simply glanced at it, carefully examining the distribution and shape of the bubbles under the glaze's luster under the light.

"The porcelain produced by the official kilns in the Song Dynasty should have bubbles in the glaze that resemble clusters of foam and pearls, arranged in a sparse and orderly manner, varying in size and naturally distributed."

"Take another look at this porcelain vase." Su Youwei pointed to a certain part of the vase.

"The bubbles under the glaze here are too uniform and dense, and in some areas they even show a fine beaded arrangement."

This characteristic is more likely to occur when using modern electric or gas kilns for precise temperature control during firing.

It's easy to see that while the glaze of this bottle is very similar to the real thing, there are still subtle differences between it and the genuine article. It should be considered a top-tier modern forgery.

Su Youwei spoke with certainty, citing classical texts and analyzing the matter logically and clearly.

The scene erupted in uproar, with some people echoing Su Youwei's views and casting skeptical glances at the old collector.

The old collector's face instantly turned from red to white, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He forced himself to remain calm and said:

"Miss, you are mistaken! There are many different opinions about the bubbles, so how can we generalize?"

This bottle has a clear provenance, and all the testing reports are available. How could it possibly be fake...?

Su Youwei shook her head and stopped arguing, but her expression showed that she was convinced of her own judgment.

Her gaze swept over Ye Tian, ​​who was standing quietly to the side, and her eyes lit up when she saw that he seemed detached from the situation.

"You may not believe what I say, but you should believe what Ye Tian, ​​the owner of this antique market, says, right?"

How about letting him tell you what he thinks?

Whether Ye Tian is simply lucky and a complete novice who made his fortune through gambling on stones, or whether he possesses genuine talent and skill, will soon be revealed through a test.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, with everyone sticking to their own version of events and caught in a dilemma, they heard Su Youwei's words and all looked at Ye Tian.

Many of the collectors present had never met Ye Tian in person, but they had all heard of his name.

Recently, Ye Tian's deeds have been circulating throughout the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng.

It is said that Ye Tian has a pair of divine eyes, and he can tell the authenticity of jade, emeralds, antiques and calligraphy and paintings with just one glance.

"Boss Ye, since there's such a big controversy, why don't you take a look and tell everyone whether this celadon vase is real or fake?"

Mr. Ma, the owner of Yunqi Pavilion, couldn't help but speak up at this moment.