Chapter 72

Yang Kang glanced at him, about to speak, but suddenly remembered what Fat Guo had said. He immediately shook his head, pretending not to have heard, and turned to walk away.

Cai Yuan saw him heading towards the table with fruits, drinks, and wines, and followed him.

"Little Prince, would you like some red wine?" Cai Yuan asked, pouring himself a glass of red wine.

"No, I'm a bit sleepy and want to drink some coffee," Yang Kang smiled.

"Sir, would you like coffee?" A waitress in a cheongsam hurried over, smiling gently, "Please wait a moment, I'll have someone make you a cup. Would you like sugar and cheese?"

"Both, please! Eight-tenths sweet," Yang Kang nodded.

The waitress nodded, indicating she understood.

Yang Kang saw that Mo Ming and the others were all gathered around the bronze bird zun, so he sat down on a chair next to the table. Anyway, he wasn't interested in buying bronze artifacts, so he didn't go over to join them.

The pills Gong Sun Zhi had prepared seemed to aid sleep. He had taken a nap in the afternoon, and now he was feeling sleepy again.

"Yang Kang, my brother is talking to you, why aren't you responding?" Jiang Xiaoyue walked over, picked up a glass of orange juice, and took a big sip.

Yang Kang glanced at her. Similarly, he didn't want to respond to her. He couldn't always argue with them, could he?

"Yang Kang, are you jealous of my father? Hmph!" Jiang Xiaoyue, holding a glass of juice, looked at Yang Kang and said.

"Jealous of your father?" Although Yang Kang didn't want to respond to her, he didn't understand what she meant, so he asked, "What's there for me to be jealous of your father?"

"My father bought that bronze bird zun, and if he sells it later, he can make tens of millions. You must be jealous of my father, so when my brother talks to you, you ignore him?" Jiang Xiaoyue said.

Yang Kang was stunned. What was she talking about?

Regardless of whether the bronze bird zun that Jiang Yan bought was real or a modern high-quality imitation, even if it was real, he had nothing to be jealous of.

Bronze artifacts had been very popular in recent years, and high-quality pieces were hard to find. However, with the three plum vases he had, did he need to be jealous?

If he were willing to sell them, there would be plenty of "fools" willing to buy them.

On the international market, the most popular Chinese antiques were still porcelain—China in English means both China and porcelain.

"Did I hit the nail on the head?" Jiang Xiaoyue sneered, "Not talking anymore?"

Yang Kang thought carefully and finally understood why Jiang Xiaoyue and Jiang Shanghua always liked to pick on him. They just wanted to see him envious and jealous?

"Let me tell you, being jealous won't do you any good. They know you don't understand, so they won't even show it to you," Jiang Xiaoyue mocked, "Only you, like a fool, would spend three thousand yuan to buy a broken little turtle!"

Yang Kang thought of the old man who sold him the little turtle. The old man was quite amusing—suddenly, he had an idea. Could it be that the bronze bird zun that Jiang Yan bought came from that old man? If that were true, then the bronze bird zun was eighty percent fake.

Among the items the old man had, only one in a hundred was genuine. The little turtle, which the Taiyin Baojian identified as genuine, was full of spiritual energy, but so far, he hadn't seen anything particularly valuable about it.

However, no matter what, the little turtle looked quite nice. He placed it on his bedside table as a decoration, and it looked quite pleasant. Besides, it was only three thousand yuan, which he could afford.

"I don't have time to be jealous of your father. Stay away from me," Yang Kang didn't know where this came from.

"This isn't your home. If you can come, why can't I?" Jiang Xiaoyue said.

"Mr. Yang, your coffee," the waitress carefully brought over a cup of coffee at this moment.

Yang Kang took the coffee and took a small sip. The rich aroma of the coffee and the cheese were perfectly blended, and the sweetness and bitterness were just right. He immediately smiled, "Thank you, the sweetness is just right."

"Xiao Mei, get an old man a cup of coffee, just like the Little Prince's," Professor Qin walked over at this moment and called the waitress.

"Sir, you want it that sweet?" Xiao Mei was surprised. She was a waitress at Langyuan and was specifically assigned to the flower hall, so she was familiar with Professor Qin.

"Yes, I want something sweet today," Professor Qin said.

"Okay, please wait a moment," Xiao Mei said and hurried to make the coffee again.

"Professor, please say something!" Jiang Yan hurried over, asking anxiously.

"Well..." Professor Qin hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhen Lao who was already sitting on the sofa, and then smiled, "Mr. Jiang, my specialty is ancient porcelain. I'm not very familiar with bronze artifacts. Why don't you consult Zhen Lao?"

When Professor Qin said this, the few people who were interested in the bronze artifact immediately dispersed, finding familiar people to chat with or looking at other things.

Professor Qin was always straightforward. If it were genuine, he would have shouted it out long ago. When Professor Qin said he didn't understand, didn't see the value, or didn't like it, it meant the item was definitely problematic.

"..." Jiang Yan looked at Yang Kang, who was sitting in a chair drinking coffee, and then hurriedly turned to find Zhen Lao.

Zhen Lao was already sitting on the sofa, and a waitress had brought him a cup of hot tea.

"Zhen Lao, what do you think..." Jiang Yan asked cautiously.

Everyone at Langyuan knew that Zhen Lao wasn't as easy to talk to as Professor Qin.

"Oh... Old You's items have his mark on the belly. You can tell just by touching it. Mr. Jiang was too careless. In the future, be more careful. Old You's high-quality imitations of bronze artifacts are top-notch," Zhen Lao said calmly.

Wei Yan, who had been following Jiang Yan, was stunned. She didn't understand what he meant.

"What do you mean?" Wei Yan asked Jiang Yan cautiously.

But Jiang Yan's face turned pale in an instant, and his body even swayed.

At this moment, Xiao Mei had already brought Professor Qin's coffee. Professor Qin took a sip and then looked at Yang Kang, asking, "Is it that sweet? Can you drink it?"

"I like it that sweet. I didn't ask you to have the same," Yang Kang smiled.

"Old man... old man, what's going on?" Wei Yan started to panic and asked hurriedly.

"Fake... that bronze artifact... is fake..." Jiang Yan's lips trembled, and he stammered.

"No!" Wei Yan almost screamed, startling many people.

Jiang Xiaoyue hurried over, calling, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Fake... fake..." Jiang Yan stammered and then turned to find Professor Qin.

"Professor, you say, it's real, not fake, not—" Jiang Yan found Professor Qin, immediately pounced on him, grabbed his hand, and shook it hard.

"Mr. Jiang, this is a high-quality imitation. They even put the mark on it," Professor Qin almost spilled his coffee, put it down, and said, "Zhen Lao is an expert in metal and stone, and he won't make a mistake. Mr. Jiang, be more careful in the future..."