Can’t afford a piece of debris on the ground!”

"Miss Long, Mr. Zheng is not trying to scare you. The blue and white bowl you broke is from a rare firewood kiln. It is said among the people that the family has a lot of wealth and is not as good as a firewood kiln. The price of this blue and white bowl is probably over 100 million!"

An antique dealer stroked his beard and helped.

Over 100 million?

Long Qimeng's face was as pale as snow. How could she have so much money to compensate?

Just when Long Qimeng was desperate and helpless, Ye Tian picked up a piece of porcelain on the ground and said slowly: "The porcelain produced in the Chai Kiln is as green as the sky, as bright as a mirror, as thin as paper, and sounds like a chime.

The surface is shiny and smooth but has fine lines! If you look at this porcelain piece again, the glaze is dull and dull, I’m afraid it can’t even be considered a fake.”

"Ye Tian?" Looking in the direction where the voice came from, Long Qimeng was secretly happy.

Firewood kilns are rare in the world.

As Ye Tian said, this blue and white bowl is not a wood kiln.

It was an imitation that Zheng Yulong casually picked up from the tea room.

"I, Zheng Yulong, said it is a firewood kiln, and it is a firewood kiln. Who dares to say no!" Zheng Yulong suddenly shook the folding fan in his hand, looked at Ye Tian coldly and said: "You brat, I advise you, finally

It's better not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise, you might not be able to see the sun tomorrow!"

Ye Tian said impatiently: "I don't want to hear your nonsense, apologize to Miss Long immediately, and I will spare you once."
Chapter completed!