ebookland Chapter 126 You're blind, I don't blame you.
Chapter 126 You're blind, I don't blame you.
"What? He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum)?"
"This doesn't look like he shou wu at all; it's clearly a radish!"
I looked at the herb that the sexy host was holding on her tray.
Immediately, someone sneered, "They can even put this kind of radish up for auction in the Treasure Pavilion? This Treasure Pavilion is really getting more and more worthless."
“That’s right, real He Shou Wu is black and translucent, and it has a faint medicinal fragrance. But this piece looks black and rough, it’s clearly a rotten radish.”
Some people kept shaking their heads.
Then someone turned to look at Song Fuhua and asked, "Master Song, what do you think?"
"Your comments just now were very insightful; this is nothing but a rotten radish," Song Fuhua said with a faint smile. "You can put any kind of fake or shoddy goods up for auction."
"The level of the Treasure Pavilion is getting lower and lower these days."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
It's not surprising that a fake painting has already appeared in front of this treasure pavilion, and now they're auctioning off radishes as he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum).
The sexy host on stage seemed oblivious to everyone's words.
He smiled faintly, "The last 10 seconds."
"If no one bids, then this item will be considered unsold."
"10..."
"9..."
"8..."
Su Zichen's eyes were fixed on the black He Shou Wu on the stage, her small fists clenched tightly together.
It wasn't that he thought the auction item was particularly good, but rather that he only had a few hundred thousand yuan on him.
This is probably the only thing he can afford at the auction.
She gently bit her lip and turned to look at Lu Chenyang: "Honey, what do you think of this?"
"You want to buy this Polygonum multiflorum?" Lu Chenyang asked, somewhat puzzled.
“I…I can only afford this…” Su Zichen hesitated slightly and said softly, “If I don’t buy it now, I won’t even have a chance to bid later.”
Although the starting bid was only 10.
But for him, it was still a considerable sum.
He would feel bad for buying junk, so it was better to ask Lu Chenyang's opinion first.
"Since you think it's good, then buy it."
"Buying it for 10 yuan is a huge profit."
Lu Chenyang glanced at the century-old He Shou Wu and said with a smile.
“Okay, honey, I’ll do as you say.” Su Zichen didn’t hesitate any longer and directly raised the sign in her hand, “10 yuan.”
"Su Zichen, are you out of your mind?"
“My husband, Song Fuhua, has already said that this is a rotten radish.”
"You actually spent 10 yuan on something like this?"
"You really are quite unconventional."
Deng Lingling's face was filled with sarcasm.
“But Chenyang said that buying it for 10 yuan would be a huge profit,” Su Zichen said very seriously.
"Lu Chenyang?"
"What does he know about appraising antiques?"
“My husband, Song Fuhua, said we shouldn’t buy this.”
"Does he, a convict, have more power than our Song Fuhua?"
Deng Lingling crossed her arms and looked disdainful.
"Even the best appraisers can't be right every time."
"Sister Lingling, didn't you just listen to Song Fuhua and buy a piece of junk for over 900 million?"
Su Zichen retaliated without backing down.
"What did you say? Say it again!" Deng Lingling was so angry she almost lost her temper; this was a sore spot she couldn't bear to mention.
But he quickly laughed, "Fine, fine, since you've taken my kindness for granted."
"Then if you want to buy it, go ahead and buy it."
"This 10 yuan should be all your savings, right?"
"Don't cry if it goes down the drain later."
“10 yuan is indeed all my savings. But it’s okay, I can earn it back soon,” Su Zichen said with a determined look in her eyes.
Just then.
The sexy host on stage smiled and said, "This lady just bid 10. Is there anyone who bid higher?"
No one at the scene had any faith in this so-called He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum), so naturally no one made a bid.
"This is obviously a dyed radish, why is Su Zichen so stubborn?"
“He may only be able to afford this one piece. If he doesn’t buy it now, he might not even have a chance to bid later.”
"Knowing it's junk, still paying for it—that's a real tycoon. Hahaha..."
Everyone at the scene was waiting to see what would happen.
"Alright, 100,000 yuan for the third time. Let's give a warm round of applause to Ms. Su Zichen for successfully purchasing this century-old He Shou Wu." The sexy host on stage slammed the gavel down.
Immediately, a staff member presented the Polygonum multiflorum to Su Zichen.
"Is...is this really He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum)?"
The Polygonum multiflorum in my hand is completely black and somewhat shriveled.
There was none of the medicinal fragrance I had imagined; instead, there was a faint smell of decay.
"Su Zichen, are you finally giving up? I told you long ago, he's a rotten radish even if you've painted it with color." Deng Lingling said gloatingly, "You actually believed what a convict said?"
"You two are really something, one dares to say it and the other dares to believe it."
"How do you know it's not He Shou Wu?" Su Zichen asked, unconvinced. "I trust my husband's judgment."
“Su Zichen, I think you’ve been brainwashed by that Lu Chenyang guy.” Song Fuhua laughed so hard he could barely breathe. “Come on, let me teach you a method.”
"Try scratching the surface of this thing with your fingernail and see if the color comes off."
"If it really bleeds color, then it means it's a rotten radish that's been painted with color."
"If it doesn't fade, there's a very small chance it might be Polygonum multiflorum."
“Okay, then I’ll try scraping it.” Su Zichen took out a key from her pocket and started scraping the he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) with it.
brush……
The outer skin of the Polygonum multiflorum was scraped off, revealing a black layer inside that turned out to be a clump of yellowish-brown fibrous material.
It looks a lot like a dried-out, brittle radish.
"Could it be... could it really be a rotten radish?" Su Zichen's hand trembled slightly, and her face turned somewhat ugly.
He originally planned to gamble 10 yuan.
Maybe we can even snag a bargain.
But now it seems I was never meant to be; I spent 10 yuan on a rotten radish.
They didn't get the item, and the money went down the drain.
With a slight sigh, Su Zichen quickly came to terms with it.
After all, even a master appraiser like Song Fuhua can make mistakes.
It's perfectly normal that Lu Chenyang didn't recognize him, isn't it?
Besides, 10 yuan is all my current savings.
However, he now serves as the chairman's assistant at the company and is also in charge of projects for the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce.
Saving another 10 yuan isn't that difficult.
"Honey, let's go back." Su Zichen smiled and pulled Lu Chenyang to leave.
He only has a few thousand dollars left, which isn't enough to buy anything at this auction.
"Go back now? Don't you want to see what kind of treasure this is?" Lu Chenyang said with a smile, holding Su Zichen's hand.
"Huh? Isn't this just a rotten radish? What kind of treasure could it be?" Su Zichen's face was full of question marks.
"Hey Lu, the facts are right in front of us, how can you still be so stubborn?"
Song Fuhua sneered, "Or rather, you won't even be able to get a radish to eat in prison."
"Now they actually treat a rotten radish as a treasure."
"I don't blame you two for being blind. But it's wrong of you to be blind and yet still laugh at others," Lu Chenyang retorted without any politeness.