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Chapter 409

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Long Chen pursed his lips. Why should he know this Professor Chen?

He didn't do this for a living.

Of course, he couldn't say it out loud. Everyone looked at Professor Chen as if he was a fan.

If he dared to say he didn't know him, he would be scolded to death.

"Young man, can I have a look at this copper jar?"

Professor Chen asked again when he saw that Long Chen didn't say anything.

"Of course, of course. Erm … Young man, what do you think?"

The old man beside Long Chen nodded. However, he quickly realized that the jar belonged to Long Chen. Therefore, he looked at Long Chen and asked for his opinion.

"This is yours. You make the decision."

Long Chen said with a smile.

The old man quickly passed the copper jar to Professor Chen. Professor Chen carefully took it and looked at it carefully.

The owner of Yuan Bao Pavilion was puzzled. It was just a broken jar. Why was he taking it so seriously?

"Boss, can I borrow some water?"

Professor Chen asked the owner of Yuan Bao Pavilion.

He wasn't talking about ordinary water. He was talking about a special kind of water that was used to remove rust.

"Professor Chen, there's no need for that. No matter how you look at it, it's just a worthless jar."

Yuan Bao Pavilion's owner said.

"I don't think so. Boss, please."

Yuan Bao Pavilion's owner didn't dare to reject Professor Chen's insistence.

After all, Professor Chen was famous in the antique circle. He didn't want to turn him down.

Soon, a bucket of water was brought up. Professor Chen quickly put the copper jar in and started to wash it carefully.

After a full ten minutes of washing, the rust on the copper pot was completely cleaned.

A brand new copper jar appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

They saw that there were several lifelike dragons carved on the surface of the copper jar.

"Wow, this copper jar is hiding something!"

Everyone looked at the dragon carvings on the copper jar and gulped.

Even those who didn't know anything about antiques could tell that this copper jar was extraordinary.

Professor Chen picked up the copper jar again. He then took out his magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.

After a while, Professor Chen suddenly exclaimed.

"This is a Dragon Copper Jar from the Ming Dynasty! I knew it! "

Professor Chen said excitedly.

"Dragon-patterned copper jar? Or was it from the Ming Dynasty during the Xuande Era? "

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard Professor Chen's words.

The Dragon-patterned Copper Jar was a very precious antique that was exclusive to the royal family.

Not to mention that this was from the Xuande era of the Ming Dynasty, which was more than six hundred years ago. Its value could probably reach tens of millions.

"Are you serious? How could the Dragon Pattern Copper Jar from the Xuande Period of the Ming Dynasty become like this? "

The owner of the Fate Treasure Pavilion asked in disbelief. He was unwilling to believe this fact.

"Professor Chen wouldn't be wrong. If he says so, then it's most likely the case."

"Heavens, a 600 year old Dragon Patterned Copper Pot. It can be sold for at least 8 or 9 million now. Those who want it will probably be willing to pay 10 million. This old man is making a killing."

"One million to ten million, that's a tenfold increase!"

"This loot is f * cking awesome."

The surrounding people were all extremely envious. The Fate Treasure Pavilion's boss fell to the ground with a plop, as if he had nothing left to live for.

He didn't expect that the broken jar that he didn't care about was actually such a treasure.

In order to earn a million, he lost 10 million. It was like picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon.

"Brother, I'll pay you 10 million for this Dragon-patterned Copper Jar. Are you willing to sell it?"

Professor Chen asked the old man with a burning gaze.

He loved collecting antiques. Appraising antiques was just his job. Most of the time, when he found something he liked, he would buy it with his own money.

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