Chapter 7 Was It Fake?

He paid attention to those three genuine antiques wholeheartedly. However, what made him disappointed was that because of no smog gathering, those three genuine antiques were not real magic weapons.

The use of extraordinary vision was time-limited. Besides, he could feel that the number of times of his using it in a day was also limited. At a time, he could use it for around five to eight seconds. Then the spirit energy would be cut off.

There were only two or three seconds left. He had to save the chance.

Wang Ke took saving as a principle. Now that those three antiques were not magic weapons, he did not have to waste his spirit energy and the time he could spend on the extraordinary vision.

He felt prickling pain. After the spirit energy being cut off, he had a blackout. Quickly covering eyes with his hands, he did not put them down until the pain was relieved. He glanced at Sun Ming with pink eyes.

He thought that those three antiques were most likely to be magic weapons. However, after detecting with extraordinary vision, he found nothing. He sighed inwardly and did not plan to give it another try, so he walked out.

"Is there anyone? Where is Boss Zhou? I have got a treasure. Go get him!"

The voice was resonant, coming from outside. A man walked into the Treasure Hall with that. The comer was a middle-aged man wearing a colorful gown and faded jeans. Wang Ke knew the man whose name was Li Daquan. This guy hung around in this street all day long, dreaming to make use of loopholes to make money, and he did nothing but cheating and deceiving people.

There was something wrapped with black cloth in his arms. It was not big. According to its appearance, the size was about two-fists large.

Wang Ke stopped. At this moment he had a strong interest in antiques because this was a broad road to bring him bonanza.

Though he despised Li Daquan's conduct of life, he still wanted to have a look at the stuff.

Sun Ming just now was defensive against Wang Ke. However, a comer made him relieved. He assumed that Wang Ke would not beat him in the presence of someone else.

Sun Ming put down his phone, quickly glanced at Wang Ke, and put on his flunkey-like face. He flatteringly walked to Li Daquan, "Welcome to our hall. What have you got? I'm a new staff, the previous one was not reliable. Oh no, the previous one quitted, so I took his turn. If you have anything exquisite, please show me."

Li Daquan frowned and opened his round eyes wide. He yelled impetuously, "Who are you? Are you in charge? Go get Boss Zhou! This is a big deal!"

Son of a b*tch acting like a snob.

Sun Ming swore secretly but did not dare to offend customers.

He comforted himself with the old saying, “Customer first.” Then he nodded with a smile. Soon, Zhou Bapi was called downstairs.”

Zhou Bapi was repentant!

He paid a heavy price to get a magic weapon, yet that was a fake. Such a great loss made him feel like eating hundreds of disgusting green-head flies.

After going downstairs, he saw Li Daquan and felt unluckier. He knew clearly about the nature of this guy.

However, business is business. He had no reason to kick customers out. Besides, this guy was a rogue. If he refused to have a look, Li Daquan would keep bothering him.

He showed a fake smile and greeted him, saying, "I did not anticipate your arrival. What are you going to show me?"

Li Daquan was delighted at this moment because he thought he had gotten something brilliant at a low price.

Eager to know if the stuff was genuine, he skipped the greeting and said, "Boss Zhou, you are famous and professional in Antique Street. I have got a treasure and I'd like you to have a look. Saying I sell it to you, how much can I get paid?"

A copper Buddha statue was uncovered from behind the black cloth.

Li Daquan passed it to Zhou Bapi. He gazed at Zhou Bapi with a strong desire, hoping to hear words he wanted to hear.

Zhou Bapi took the Buddha statue. He did not get to observe it when he noticed another guy in the hall. He looked up and shivered.

Why did the son of a b*tch come back again?

Did he come back to revenge?

He quickly turned to Sun Ming with an inquiring face.

Sun Ming cautiously glimpsed Wang Ke. He took the hint and coughed with a fist by his lips, "Sir, Wang Ke, I mean, Mr. Wang said he was here as a customer. He wanted to buy some antiques."

Did he not come to make trouble?

Zhou Bapi felt relieved. He was somehow scared of his former employee. As he saw it, Wang Ke was a master keeping a low profile who could leave a fist print on the counter with one punch. A normal person could never do such a thing.

He eventually looked back at the copper Buddha statue held in his hands.

"The statue is a fake one."

Zhou Bapi examined it thoroughly and said indifferently.

"A fake one? No way! The color, quality, and technology of the Buddha statue were all in antique style. How could it be fake?" Li Daquan loudened his voice, anger shown.

Zhou Bapi showed the statue to Li Daquan and said plainly, "This is a fake one. Now that you have mentioned color, quality, and technology, let me give you a lesson."

"Here's about color. Old Buddha statues would be consecrated in a niche. After long-time erosion, the Gilded bronze statue of Buddha appears to fade, and it turns to be soft when you observe it under sunlight. While the ones which have been worn out artificially will be dazzling. Let's go outside and check it out."

After saying that, Zhou Bapi invited Li Daquan to the outdoor. He held the statue higher under the sunshine.

Wang Ke was curious to walk outside.

In the soft sunshine, the statue was dazzling.

Li Daquan was awkward. He looked at the statue without a word.

Zhou Bapi sneered inwardly and said.

"Then let's come to its quality. The copper used for ancient Buddha statues was pure, which caused their heavyweight. However, this one is light. It is made of alloy.”

"As for the technology, limited by the ancient technology, when the casting procedures were finished, a statue needed to be cautiously sculpted. The trace could be found in the expression, clothes, and pedestals of the statue. While this statue is coming from scale production by machine."

After saying that, he looked at the silent and awkward Li Daquan. He sneered and wanted to show off. He said.

"There is another way to figure it out. That is the smell. Ancient Buddha statues have a smell of smoke because of the long-time consecration. If it was buried underground, it would smell moldy. You could smell it. Though it has a light smell, you can also tell it is caused by chemical corrosion."

"As a result, that is a fake one!"

Li Daquan was so embarrassed. Eventually, he turned decadent. He reluctantly said, "Boss Zhou, can you tell me how much is it worth?"

"Not even a penny. You can sell it as a rusted wreck."

Standing beside the two, Wang Ke looked eccentric. He had a weird feeling. Though Zhou Bapi judged reasonably, he still thought it was antique.

He heard about a story. A young man relied on tracing fake antiques for a living. And once he could not recognize a genuine antique. After his exquisite processing, the genuine one seemed like a fake one.

By coincidence, the genuine antique was found by a master of collectors, getting him a great bargain.

He had the feeling at this moment. No matter how he looked at it, he felt the statue was not ordinary.

He quickly glanced at disappointed Li Daquan. He hesitated and said, "Hold on. I've been so unlucky that even my boss had fired me, so I want to buy a Buddha statue to consecrate. Could you please let me have a look? If I am content with it, I will buy it!"

Li Daquan handed over without hesitation. He said flatteringly, "Even though this one is fake, if you are sincere to consecrate, you will be lucky!"

Wang Ke sneered privately. Taking the statue, he observed it.

Zhou Bapi was about to ask Li Daquan to leave. Hearing this, he became disdainful. However, he suddenly remembered that Wang Ke was not his employee anymore and that he appeared to be good at Kong Fu, so he stopped. He did not dare to show his disdain. He could only sneer inwardly and got ready to laugh at Wang Ke.

Because of the breakthrough not long ago, Wang Ke was sensitive to details of the world around him. He knew Zhou Bapi was sneering. It might be because of his strength that Zhou Bapi quickly restrained, but he could still tell that Zhou Bapi wanted to laugh at him.

He glanced at Zhou Bapi. and focused again on the statue.

Maybe because of the extraordinary vision he just applied, there was a weird feeling he could not tell. He felt the one is genuine, and he found a little spot under the pedestal, which was unguardedly left by the faker.

The extraordinary vision may be available for several seconds. Let him have a try! Even if it turned out to be fake, he would not regret it.

Decided, he decisively controlled his spirit energy to gather around his eyes.

The pain continued for a few seconds. Then he looked at the statue.