Chapter 20 Utterly Embarrassed

A small snuff bottle was actually worth 1.5 million. It was even more valuable than the Zhao family's treasured jade ring. How could that be possible?

Zhao Jiajun didn't believe it in the slightest and was even more unwilling to allow Chen Yu to pick up such a valuable staff from his store. If news of this were to spread, it would be too embarrassing.

He was so angry that he couldn't hold back his laughter. "Don't stick gold on your face. Even if it's an antique snuff bottle, it's only worth a few tens of thousands. Aren't you afraid that people will laugh at you?"

Chen Yu looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot and retorted, "This is the work of Ma Shaoxuan, a famous artist at Ming Dynasty. Don't pretend to know everything. Aren't you afraid that people will laugh at you?"

"To tell you the truth, the whole first floor is filled with imitations and ordinary antiques. The real good things are on the second floor. If it's worth more than one million yuan, it's impossible to put it on the first floor. Do you really think that our family is as stupid as you? "

Zhao Jiajun had a complacent expression. He felt that Chen Yu had surely raised the value of the snuff bottle in order to perform in front of Song Yan. It was truly laughable. He had to expose Chen Yu's hypocritical face and retrieve his dignity.

"Can you let me see?" Mr. Gu's expression was a little ugly. He leaned over and took the snuff bottle from Chen Yu's hand.

He flipped through half of his life's antiques and had a lot of experience. He took the lead to look at the signature on it. The three words "Ma Shaoxuan" came into view. Under the signature, there were the two words "Shaoxuan" printed in oval white text.

The painting style, signature, and handwriting of the snuff bottle were all personal in style. The signature and handwriting on the snuff bottle were undoubtedly Ma Shaoxuan's, which was enough to prove that it was authentic.

Mr. Gu's face alternated between red and white. Having lost such a treasure and been found out by Chen Yu, it was like a slap in his face.

"Mr. Gu, Chen Yu is right, right?" Song Yan asked.

Mr. Gu hung his head dejectedly. "The snuff bottle was indeed made by Master Ma Shaoxuan. It's easily worth over a million yuan. Last year, Ma Shaoxuan had a drawing in the snuff bottle and sold it for 1.7 million yuan."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Jiajun was completely dumbfounded. He could not believe Chen Yu's words, but Mr. Gu was the manager of their family, so what he said couldn't be false.

He was slapped in the face by Chen Yu again, and in front of Song Yan, he was too ashamed to show his face, and he wished for nothing more than to find a hole to hide in.

"You picked up a big bargain again and didn't spend a penny. It's amazing!" Song Yan couldn't help but praise, her eyes shining.

She witnessed the scene in which Chen Yu picked up the banknote king, Rampaging Horse Painting, the blue and white porcelain cups, and today another one million snuff bottle. She could also identify several major types of antiques, such as bronze, jade, calligraphy, and painting, which could be regarded as erudite and multi-talented.

When Zhao Jiajun saw the admiration in Song Yan's eyes when she looked at Chen Yu, he felt like a clown that was about to vomit blood from anger. He had come in contact with antiques since he was young, but he couldn't even compare to a scavenger.

"What is worth more than one million yuan?" At this moment, a middle-aged man came in. He was Zhao Yinghao, the father of Zhao Jiajun.

Mr. Gu didn't dare conceal anything and recounted everything that had happened.

"You black sheep, you lost the family heirloom. Let's see if I can beat you to death!" Zhao Yinghao learned the reason for the gambling, which was that Zhao Yinghao lost the jade ring and the snuff bottle. He flew into a rage and slapped Zhao Yinghao twice in the face.

"Bang, bang!" Zhao Jiajun's face was red and swollen, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Dad, stop, I will get my family treasure back!"

Zhao Yinghao didn't feel satisfied. He grabbed a feather duster and hit it again and again. Zhao Jiajun didn't dare to fight back, shouting and dodging everywhere.

Chen Yu gloated for a while. Zhao Jiajun had flaunted his power in the class many times and looked down on Chen Yu. He deserved to be beaten up.

"Boss, don't beat him. Young Master is also young and hot-blooded. Since he knows his mistake, please forgive him this time!" Mr. Gu stepped forward to persuade Zhao Yinghao to stop and calm down for the time being.

"Dad, let's talk when we get home. This guy stole our treasure. We must take it back!" Zhao Jiajun hid behind the counter, pointed at Chen Yu, and gnashed his teeth in anger. He felt so humiliated today.

Zhao Yinghao looked at Chen Yu and saw the jade ring he hung on his waist on purpose to annoy Zhao Jiajun. He flew into a rage again, threw out the feather duster and hit Zhao Jiajun.

"You lost the bet, yet you still have the face to say it. Get away and reflect on your actions!"

Zhao Yinghao cursed again, trying hard to suppress his anger. He walked to Chen Yu and said with a smile, "Yu, right? I beat up my son and helped you vent your anger. Your previous contradiction has been resolved. Can you give us the jade ring back?"

"Shameless! You father and son are from the same mold!"

Chen Yu straightened his face. "Mr. Zhao, the jade ring was lost to me by Zhao Jiajun. It's already mine."

Zhao Yinghao smiled awkwardly and said, "You kids bet purely on squabble. It doesn't count."

They really are birds of a feather! Chen Yu cursed in his heart and said righteously, "We're already adults. According to the laws, we have to take responsibility for our actions. There's no going back on our word. If you want to get the jade ring back, you can either continue gambling or use money to redeem it!"

"Dad, gamble with him. You and Mr. Gu are antique masters. It's a piece of cake to defeat him!" Zhao Jiajun, who was hiding behind the counter, shouted angrily.

"Shut up! You have no right to speak!" Zhao Yinghao glared at him. If he could touch him, he would slap him twice.

He heard that Chen Yu knew the Pulse-Taking Method. It wasn't something that could be used by any stinky fish or shrimp. Not to mention that he even managed to pick out a valuable snuff bottle from a bunch of cheap antiques. Not only did he have excellent eyesight, but he also possessed courage and talent.

Moreover, Chen Yu was an empty-handed wolf. Even if he lost, he wouldn't suffer any losses. On the other hand, if they won, they could only take back what belonged to them. If they lost, their losses would increase and the risks would be too high.

Seeing that persuasion failed, Zhao Yinghao changed his face again and said coldly, "Boy, some wealth is not owned by ordinary people without power and influence. Be careful, or you will lose everything in the end. Not only will you lose your wealth, but you will also pay a painful price. Think about it clearly!"

It was a threat, but it was the truth. Nowadays, it was difficult for heroes to not be troubled by money. Living people couldn't hold their breath, but rich people could bully them to death.

Chen Yu wasn't afraid of losing anything. He retorted, "Threatening me is useless. If you don't believe me, you can try. At worst, I'll just throw the jade ring. I came here for nothing and won't lose anything."

Song Yan watched from the side and admired Chen Yu even more when she heard this. He was fearless of the strong and had backbone. He was completely different from those people who flattered the Song family in a servile manner.

At the same time, she was extremely furious as well. It's only an ordinary family. Why should they bully others?

Song Yan stood out and unhappily said, "Don't be so stingy. If you intend to use illegal means to rob Chen Yu's things, I don't mind standing up for him on behalf of the Song family!"

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