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"Since Chairman Ma has already said it's a Xuande incense burner, Miss Lin, what are you still hesitating for? Consider it a gift from me to you."

Zhou Kai, fanning himself with a folding fan, strode to the front of the stall and waved his hand to pull out his bank card to pay.

Lin Qingzhi shook her head and put the incense burner covered in green rust back onto the cloth.

"Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Zhou, but I still feel that this thing is not quite right, so I won't join in the fun."

Upon hearing this, Ma Daye's face immediately fell.

"Miss Lin, what are you saying? I've been in this antique street for decades, and I can count the number of times I've been fooled on one hand. You don't trust me."

The stall owner, Hu Laosi, was also getting anxious.

"Oh my, Miss Lin, this is a treasure passed down from my great-grandfather. If you think two million is too expensive, we can discuss the price. We can't let this treasure gather dust."

The onlookers joined in the commotion, all saying that the girl didn't know her stuff.

Chen Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing from behind the crowd.

"This piece of junk is supposed to be a Xuande incense burner? Are you planning to buy it to use as a chamber pot? I don't even think it leaks."

The crowd fell silent immediately.

Everyone turned around and stared at Chen Yang, who was squeezed at the front.

Zhou Kai closed his folding fan, pointed at Chen Yang's nose, and started cursing.

"Where did this bumpkin come from, daring to spout nonsense in front of Chairman Ma? Do you even know what a genuine old item is? Get out of here."

Ma Daye stood with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly through his nostrils.

"Young people these days are really arrogant and ignorant. They think they know everything after reading a few online treasure-hunting jokes. They're really shameless."

Lin Qingzhi turned her head and looked Chen Yang up and down.

She sensed that Chen Yang had no fluctuations of true energy, just like an ordinary person, but his calm confidence was definitely not feigned, and his posture was extremely steady.

Chen Yang walked forward, squatted down in front of the stall, and picked up the incense burner covered in green rust.

"President Ma, right? You call this thing a century-old patina? Are you getting old and your eyesight is failing, or are you just used to taking kickbacks?"

Chen Yang tapped the furnace wall lightly with his fingernail twice, producing a crisp clanging sound.

"This is chemical rust that was produced by mixing sulfuric acid with fertilizer and burying it in a pit. Have all your eyesight over the past few decades been wasted on dogs?"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Ma Daye was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged, and his hands were trembling.

"Nonsense! What makes you think this is chemical rust? This is utter slander! Get him out of here!"

Zhou Kai stepped forward, blocking Lin Qingzhi's path, striking what he thought was a very cool pose.

"Kid, you dare to spoil my fun? Do you know who I am? Half of the nightclubs in Jiangcheng are owned by my family."

Chen Yang stood up and dusted off his hands.

"I don't care who you are, selling counterfeit goods and daring to be so self-righteous, your antique street has really opened my eyes today."

The stall owner, Hu Laosi, began to sweat, his hand shrank back under the cloth, and his eyes darted around.

"Don't talk nonsense. This is a genuine family heirloom, and everyone can see it."

Lin Qingzhi didn't speak, her beautiful eyes fixed on Chen Yang's hand.

Eager to impress the beautiful woman, Zhou Kai grabbed Chen Yang by the collar.

"You dare to tarnish Chairman Ma's reputation? Let's make a bet. If you lose, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Chen Yang grabbed Zhou Kai's wrist with his other hand and applied a little force.

Zhou Kai screamed in pain, quickly released his grip, and retreated while clutching his wrist.

"Want to make a bet? Okay, whatever you say, I'll take it." Chen Yang rubbed his wrist.

"If this incense burner is real, you kowtow three times to Chairman Ma and get out of this antique street!" Zhou Kai shouted through gritted teeth.

"What if it's fake?"

"If it's fake, I'll eat all the scrap metal on this stall raw."

Ma Daye chimed in from the side, patting his chest loudly.

"Let me make this clear, old man: if you can prove this incense burner is fake, I'll immediately give you my position as vice president."

Chen Yang nodded and took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket.

"Forget about eating it, I'm afraid your stomach can't handle it. Just be prepared to kneel down."

Lin Qingzhi took a step forward, her voice clear and crisp.

"Sir, how exactly are you going to prove this thing is fake?"

Chen Yang did not respond to Lin Qingzhi's words.

He turned around and borrowed a windproof lighter from the sausage vendor next door.

"What are you doing with that lighter? Trying to set this on fire? This is an antique, you know?" Zhou Kai took a step back, afraid that Chen Yang would hit him.

Chen Yang ignored him, raised the incense burner in his hand, and tucked the coin between his fingers.

"Since Chairman Ma says this is an old bronze from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, then the green rust on it must have seeped into the bronze body and grown together long ago."

Ma Daye stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, this is called 'copper roots rusting,' it takes a hundred years to form, what do you know?"

"Okay, watch carefully."

Chen Yang held the coin and forcefully scraped down the thickest-looking green rusty lump at the bottom of the incense burner.

A screeching, grating sound rang out, piercing straight into one's eardrums.

A large piece of green rust fell directly to the ground, breaking into a puddle of green powder, revealing the copper underneath.

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.

Ma Daye's face turned completely white, and he even plucked out two hairs from his beard.

The rust on antique bronze cannot be scraped off; only the rust produced by modern techniques will crumble off at the slightest touch.

Chen Yang didn't stop. He pressed the lighter, and the dark blue flame directly heated the copper base that had been scraped clean of rust.

A pungent smell of burning plastic immediately filled the air, making people cough.

"This is the family heirloom that Chairman Ma was talking about, and it has to be wrapped in plastic film. The ancients' awareness of protecting cultural relics was really advanced."

As the flames scorched it, the originally golden-yellow copper blank began to turn black and bubble.

A thin layer of copper plating peeled off.

Inside was a line of clearly visible English letters.

"Made in Yiwu".

Made in Yiwu.

The crowd erupted in laughter and pointed at each other.

"Wow, even incense burners from the Ming Dynasty have English abbreviations! These ancient people were so fashionable; they must have passed the CET-6 (College English Test Band 6)!"

"A Xuande incense burner? I think it's a Xuanfa incense burner, that's hilarious."

"Chairman Ma has really taken a huge tumble; he's ruined half his life's reputation."