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Chapter 368: 【368】You really surprised me_1

“Hmph, if you won’t let me appraise it, I’ll just have to appraise it for you,”

Zhong Pan’er glanced at the zither in Tang Feng’s hands. “This zither you’re holding is called the ‘Zhu Changfeng’s Prince Lu Made Zhonghe Zither,’ crafted by Prince Lu Zhu Changfeng himself during the Ming Dynasty Wanli Period. Its market price is at least 10 million.”

At her words, a brief silence fell over the crowd, as everyone was in disbelief at what they had just heard.

However, Zhong Pan’er added another sentence that metaphorically blew up the venue.

“You just bought this zither for 500,000, you can say you’ve picked up an enormous bargain!”

“Wow…”

As soon as she said this, the venue exploded into a frenzy.

Everyone looked at the unassuming zither case in Tang Feng’s hands with disbelief.

“I… Did I hear that wrong? Is this zither really worth 10 million?”

“And he bought it for 500,000, that’s a two hundred-fold increase!”

“Oh my god, this is indeed an enormous bargain, this guy is so damn lucky.”

“Is this for real? Why does it feel so far-fetched?”

“If it were someone else saying this, I definitely wouldn’t believe it. But since it’s Zhong Pan’er, it’s probably very close to the truth.”

“This luck is just unimaginable…”

It wasn’t just the onlookers who were stunned.

Xu Xinling’s brain was almost struggling to keep up.

Though she had imagined Tang Feng might get lucky, she never considered he could land such a huge windfall.

Who would have thought that the unimpressive ancient zither bought for a mere 500,000 could be valued at 10 million, a full two hundred times its purchase price?

She hastily turned to Tang Feng, seeking confirmation from him.

But she saw Tang Feng as composed as ever, neither admitting nor denying it.

In truth, he was somewhat angry.

Zhong Pan’er was too presumptuous, revealing the appraisal of someone’s antique publicly without their consent, which was quite impolite.

To put it even more harshly, it was downright detestable.

Because her public announcement of the antique’s price could easily bring lethal disaster to its owner.

After all, this was an antique worth millions, and such revelation could attract the wrong kind of attention from criminals.

He thought Zhong Pan’er likely didn’t have such malicious intentions, but her presumptuous behavior would sooner or later lead to her downfall.

Zhong Pan’er had revealed the true value of Tang Feng’s ancient zither with a hint of pride on her face. “How about that? Am I accurate with my appraisal?”

It was as though she had forced someone to drink the water she had washed her feet in and then asked if it tasted good, outrageously offensive to one’s sensibilities.

Tang Feng just sneered, “You may have strength in appraisal, but you’re far too arrogant, and it will lead to serious trouble sooner or later.”

“Whether I get into trouble is my concern, not yours. It seems you’re still not convinced, aren’t you? Then I’ll just keep appraising until you are,” she retorted.

After speaking, Zhong Pan’er pointed to the tobacco pipe that Xu Xinling was handling.

“If I’m not mistaken, that tobacco pipe should have been a gift from Qianlong to Ji Xiaolan. Its value, both artistic and historical, is very high, even higher than that zither, worth at least 20 million!”

There was no denying it, although Tang Feng despised her, this woman’s appraisal skills were impressive.

With just a cursory glance she could discern the provenance of the tobacco pipe.

This was different from the scanning system he relied on and was based on genuine skill, which indeed gave her a right to be proud.

And with those words from Zhong Pan’er, a huge sensation was once again set off.

Ji Xiaolan was a name everyone knew well.

Even those completely ignorant about antiques had at least heard of him through television dramas.

“No way, is that the same tobacco pipe Ji Xiaolan used? Not the one from the TV series, right?”

“Are you joking? The ones in TV series are props, this is the real deal.”

“Valued at 20 million? My goodness, how capable is this person? Not only did they scoop up a zither worth millions, but also a tobacco pipe valued at 20 million?”

“This isn’t just luck anymore, this is a true display of skill.”

“That’s 30 million in total, enough to live a life of luxury forever.”

“Indeed, the real masters are among the common folk…”

The crowd was now completely convinced.

To consecutively pick up two antiques worth millions, this surely marked the presence of an antiques master.

Xu Xinling was incredulous as she looked at the tobacco pipe in her hand.

Just moments before, she had not considered it important, even using it as a prop weapon during her play-fighting.

Now that she learned it was worth 20 million, waves of fear washed over her. @@novelbin@@

Fortunately, she hadn’t knocked or damaged it, or the loss would have been immense.

Tang Feng was also to blame. Knowing how valuable the tobacco pipe was, he didn’t even stop her from handling it carelessly.

Having uncovered the price of the second antique, Zhong Pan’er turned to Tang Feng again.

“You truly surprise me, to pick up two priceless treasures consecutively. Your appraisal skills are not bad either, but I have never heard of such a person in the antiques circle. May I ask for your name?”

“You don’t deserve to know my name,” Tang Feng replied irritably.

“Heh, it looks like you’re still not convinced. Then let me appraise the third item for you,” she said.

Zhong Pan’er stared at the brush in his hand for a long time, a trace of confusion finally appearing on her face as she faced a challenging task.

“What’s the matter? Can’t figure it out?” Tang Feng offered the brush closer to her, “Can you see it clearly now?”

Zhong Pan’er fixed her gaze on the brush, rapidly sifting through all her memories related to brushes.

When she saw the minuscule seal script characters “Fucha” carved at the end of the brush handle, her eyes suddenly lit up.

“I got it, this must be that legendary brush that Qianlong cherished throughout his life, said to be personally made by his first Empress, Fucha.”

As she spoke, her certainty grew, and her confidence surged.

“Empress Fucha was Qianlong’s wife for life, the woman he loved the most. After her death, this brush became a memento, always carried by Qianlong, who kept it close until his last breath…”