I Need a Microscope

The other appraisers nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, we've appraised it repeatedly. In the end, we all agreed that it's authentic. There's no way it's fake."

"If it was just one person, it might have slipped our eye, but it can't slip all our eyes, right?"

"The few of us have been appraising paintings for half our lives. Could it be that we can't compare to a... the eyesight of a young man?"

"We have worked for half our lives. If we can't compare to a young man's eyesight, then we have really lived for so many years."

They were already very restrained in their words. They used the term 'young man' to address Ye Feng, instead of using the term 'wet behind the ears' to insult him. They were already giving Chen Qiushan a lot of face.

Chen Qiushan coughed awkwardly. "It's not that I don't believe in your abilities, but Mr. Ye's appraisal skills are also very strong. Since there's a dispute, we should discuss it again. Am I right?"