Indefinite

Cheng Jianjun felt hollow inside, utterly adrift.

He believed his forgery skills had already reached a very high level—there should not have been any problems. Before this, he had sold Qing Dynasty porcelain all over the country. After all, a single kiln firing could produce a whole batch of that stuff. This time, he had made plenty of Ming blue-and-white porcelain too. He had even had several experts inspect them, yet none had seen through the fakes—not even the Xuande-period pieces. When selling to Liu Jinyou, he had used Jiajing marks just to be safe. Even then, he had fired several kilns' worth before painstakingly selecting the best pieces. They represented the pinnacle of his forgery craft.

But now that no news had come, he had no choice but to consider the possibility that the fake antiques had been exposed. Though he had previously believed Ragpicker Hou and Han Chunming were no better than other experts, he had to acknowledge that they might be stronger than he thought.

Based on past practice, whether the deal succeeded or failed, Li Yuejin would call him immediately. Liu Jinyou was a wealthy big spender. If Liu Jinyou did not buy, Li Yuejin naturally had to notify the owner right away—after all, that was precisely why the owner had sought him out.

He knew when Li Yuejin had gone to Liu Jinyou's place, but two hours had already passed with no word. Even if they had needed to find someone to appraise the item, Han Chunming and Ragpicker Hou were both in that circle and lived nearby. There was no way it should have taken this long.

At last, unable to hold it in any longer, he picked up the phone and called Meng Xiaoxing. Over the past while, he had kept in touch