Chapter 14 Host, are you here to appraise treasures or to tell fortunes?
Seeing this, Su Yuan was already certain that this painting was actually full of hidden secrets.

It is very likely that this is an ancient painting in disguise, the purpose of which is to prevent others from coveting and occupying it!
Thinking of this, Su Yuan looked up at this Tibetan friend:
"My fellow Tibetan, it seems your ancestors must have been a big family, right?"

After hearing this, the Tibetan friend was slightly surprised and nodded:
"That's right. My ancestor was a high-ranking official in the late Qing Dynasty. My family had more than a thousand acres of fertile land and several manors. But later in the Republic of China, our family fell into poverty and fell apart!"

Su Yuan nodded:

"It seems that your family has also encountered some kind of disaster in modern times, right?"

The collectors were even more surprised.

This treasure appraiser could actually tell his own family history.

"Yeah, Brother Su, how did you know that?"

As he said this, he couldn't help but sigh:

"My family had already fallen into decline during the Republic of China. By the time of my great-grandfather's generation, most of the land and farms had been sold, leaving only a few dozen acres of thin land. But later on, we were still classified as landlords..."

Having said that, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Hearing his words, the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

“Can the anchor tell fortunes?”

"Yeah, how can you tell someone's family history from a painting?"

"It's amazing, this anchor can not only appraise treasures, but also tell fortunes!"

"I am impressed that so many things can be seen in one painting!"

"If I don't appraise treasures anymore, I might as well become a fortune teller instead!"

"That's fine. If the anchor tells fortunes live later, I'll definitely ask him to tell my fortune!"

"Stop messing around, anchor. What are you doing? You should be appraising treasures. Why are you calculating fate?"

On the side, the two hosts' attention was quickly drawn to Su Yuan.

"What is Su Yuan, the treasure appraiser, doing?"

"I heard him seem to be telling fortunes for fellow Tibetans..."

"Fortune telling? Stop it, please!"

"This is a Chinese collection, we don't support feudal superstition!"

Facing the doubts of the host and the audience in the live broadcast room, Su Yuan remained calm and smiled at this Tibetan friend:

"My fellow collector, I have decided to invite you to join the Huaxia Collection Program!"

"what!"

Hearing Su Yuan's words, the people around and all the viewers in the live broadcast room instantly exploded.

Chen Zheng couldn't help but shake his head.

"It seems that the reputation is not as good as it seems. This treasure appraiser made a ridiculous mistake!"

The two hosts couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh:

"Su Yuan, the treasure appraiser, made a ridiculous mistake this time!"

"Yeah, he actually wants to guarantee that something that looks fake will enter the Chinese Collection?"

"He's just fooling around!"

The onlookers around couldn't help but whisper:
"This treasure appraiser is nothing more than a silver-plated spearhead, good-looking but useless!"

"Exactly. Just now he was appraising Ultraman and angrily criticizing the National Treasure Gang. I thought he was pretty capable. How could he make such a stupid move now?"

"I just wanted to ask him to appraise it. With this level of skill, he came to Huaxia Collection to show off?"

"It's really just a gilded exterior, but a rotten interior..."

In the live broadcast room, many of Su Yuan's fans were also confused, and many people quickly sent out bullet screen reminders:

"Are you kidding me?"

"This painting looks fake, anchor!"

"Host, you can have fun but don't joke with your reputation!" "Yes, Host, you were doing a good job just now, what could have happened now?"

"Even I can tell this painting is fake, how come you can't tell?"

"Anchor, I advise you to stop before it's too late!"

On the side, Zixuan couldn't help but remind:

"Brother, have you seen too much and your mind is confused?"

"This painting looks fake, brother! You...you can't joke with your future and reputation!"

When Su Yuan heard Zixuan's words, he waved his hand and smiled:
"Brother, I know my limits!"

After saying this, he looked up at the collector of this ancient painting:
"My dear collector, I can guarantee that you can enter the Chinese Collection, but you must promise me one thing, that is, I can do whatever I want with this painting, including some restoration work by myself!"

When the Tibetan friend heard Su Yuan's words, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

This painting has been identified as a modern replica, so its value is not very high at all.

So it doesn't matter even if I leave it to Su Yuan to deal with.

But the many discussions around him made him a little cautious.

"Brother Su, this painting...it's probably fake!"

"Don't ruin your future and reputation over this!"

Su Yuan shook his head and smiled at him, but the look in his eyes was firm and persistent:

"Don't worry, since I said this, I naturally have my own reasons for insisting. Now you just need to answer me, if I am willing to send you to the Chinese Collection, are you willing to hand over this painting to me for disposal, including using various means of restoration!"

Hearing Su Yuan's firm words, the Tibetan friends seemed to be infected by the confidence in his words.

He nodded:
"Since you are so confident, Brother Su, I will give this painting to you!"

"Well!"

Zixuan on the side suddenly became anxious:

"Brother, you can't make trouble!"

The two hosts also quickly reminded:

"Appraiser Su Yuan, if you make a mistake in appraising this painting, points will be deducted based on the value of the painting!"

"Besides, your reputation as an appraiser..."

Su Yuan smiled at them:
"Don't worry, I have my own ideas and persistence!"

"Since I have decided to do this, there must be a reason for it!"

After saying that, he wrote down the name of the collector on the registration form and then signed his own name.

Seeing him record the collection, Zixuan couldn't help but slap his forehead in anger:
"It's over! Brother, you've made a mistake this time!"

The two hosts also looked at him with regret.

In the live broadcast room, many viewers expressed surprise and regret:

"What a pity! I'm afraid the host won't be able to go far in the Chinese Collection!"

"It's really surprising that the anchor insisted on his opinion on something so obviously fake!"

"He's not just being stubborn, he's just being paranoid. What's the difference between him and the National Treasure Gang?"

"Oh! I thought it was a young master, but it turned out to be..."

"Listen to people's advice and eat your fill, but this anchor didn't listen at all!"

"Let's go, let's go. It makes me angry to see an anchor like this who doesn't listen to advice!"

Amidst the waves of opposition, Su Yuan's expression remained very calm.

He took out a paper cutter with a very thin blade from the drawer, and then carefully inserted the tip of the knife between the drawing paper.

(End of this chapter)