A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 206 Worried You Can't Afford to Pay for It

Yang He looked furious after getting humiliated publicly by Ye Fan like this.

"Humph, you brat! Fine! I admit to selling a fake as an authentic piece. I wasn't capable enough and

made an error in judgment. I'll make up for Young Master Shen's loss later. But don't you dare think that

I'll be impressed because you spotted a problem with ONE antique. It was just a coincidence and you

just had a stroke of good luck," said Yang He with disdain as he continued looking contemptuous. The

sight of Ye Fan looking nonchalant infuriated Yang He even more.

"Do you really think you are a master appraiser now? If you're that good, then pick out one more fake

from my store. If you can't, then hurry up and get lost. This high-end location is no place for a pauper

like you!" said Yang He coldly.

When Ye Fan heard this, he was delighted instantly. "Mr Yang, now that you mention it. Although I

didn't spot any forgeries in your so-called genuine pieces, I did see a real prize among your random This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

items."

Ye Fan walked up to a counter in the corner before stopping in front of a painting.

"Hahaha! You stupid brat, it's more likely for a treasure to surface in the counters on my left. Those on

my right are rented out and it's all rubbish sitting around doing nothing but take up space. And you think

there's a treasure in there?" Yang He roared with laughter.

The two counters in front were filled with authentic items from Eight Treasure Hall itself, while the ones

on the right were decent imitations along with things he found which were of unknown origin. The

counter Ye Fan was looking at was rented out by Eight Treasure Hall to sell items on behalf of

independent shop owners.

They merely sold a handful of things in years and were typically given out as freebies.

But Ye Fan actually said there was treasure among that heap of trash.

Ye Fan ignored all the jeering. He then reached his hand out to take the painting from the display

cabinet.

It was a brush painting with very simple content. There was a tree in the shape of a deer antler and a

stone that was oddly shaped like a snail while some dwarf bamboo extended from behind the rock.

The entire composition of the painting was careless and rough. It looked pretty good from a distance,

but several flaws were visible up close. It wasn't artistically pleasing at all.

"Don't tell me this is the prize you were talking about? Is this the 'Withered Wood and Stone Painting'?"

When Yang He saw the painting in Ye Fan's hand, he instantly laughed.

"Hahaha! Don't tell me you think it's Su Dong-Po's work just because his signature is on it?" Yang He's

smile grew brighter as he continued to ridicule him.

"You're too blind to see!" said Ye Fan coldly and he couldn't be bothered with him.

"You brat! Don't you know any better? In that case, how about we make a bet? If this work is worth over

$10,000, I'll compensate you ten times its value! But if it's worthless, then you'll pay me $1,000,000.

What do you think? Do you dare take the gamble?" sneered Yang He.

Ye Fan glanced at him before smiling as he said, "Do you want to repay me ten times more? I'm just

worried you can't afford to pay for it!"

"Stop prattling! Do you dare to accept the bet?" asked Yang He coldly.

"Since you insist, then I'll gamble with you!" replied Ye Fan.

When Qiu Mu-Cheng heard this, her face turned pale. She quickly said angrily, "Ye Fan, are you

insane? Do you have $1,000,000?"

Su Qian scolded Ye Fan for being an idiot in her heart too.

Wasn't this as good as giving the money away?

"He's just a poor peasant without any money or power. How dare he gamble! Isn't this as good as

sabotaging Mu-Cheng? He's such a troublemaker!"

But Ye Fan already agreed to take the bet up.

Even if Qiu Mu-Cheng tried to persuade him, it was too late.

"Okay! In that case, everyone here will be our witness, so that someone can't run away if he loses.

Also, first things first. If you can't pay up after you lose, then don't blame for taking your house as

collateral." Yang He smiled sinisterly.

Yang He was just worrying about how to make amends to Young Master Shen. But now someone

actually wanted to give him money. If he didn't accept it, he would be doing that stupid Ye Fan an

injustice.

When Qiu Mu-Cheng heard they had to use their house as collateral, her face instantly went paler

while her eyes turned red. She couldn't imagine what would happen to her family if Ye Fan lost the bet.

Were they going to sleep out in the streets?

At the thought of that, Qiu Mu-Cheng was on the verge of crying.

She didn't expect Ye Fan to have the guts to gamble with their house.

"Mu-Cheng, why don't you divorce him? This country bumpkin is crazy! Now he wants to gamble with

the house, next time he'll gamble you away. He knows nothing about appraisal, but he actually found

the courage to gamble your house away! He must be an idiot!" Even Su Qian was so that she was

clenching her teeth.

But Ye Fan failed to notice Qiu Mu-Cheng's reaction. He continued to stand inside Eight Treasure Hall

with that imitation of 'Withered Wood and Stone Painting' in his hand.

After confirming his bet with Yang He, Ye Fan took out his purse and said, "Name your price. I want to

buy this painting." "My god!

"He's actually buying it first?”

"Looks like this stupid guy really thinks this painting is genuine." Everyone burst out laughing upon

hearing what Ye Fan said.

Yang He waved his hand generously and sneered, "It's free. Just take it."

Yang He said this as he ridiculed Ye Fan in his heart. He looked at Ye Fan like he was an idiot. Only an

idiot would treat a freebie like a treasure.

"It's okay. Just give me a number. I'll pay for it in full to avoid any disputes in the future."

Since Ye Fan refused the gift and insisted on paying, Yang He had no choice but to say, "Fine. I'll sell it

to you for $250."

Haha!

Yang He's words made everyone burst out laughing again.

He was clearly insulting Ye Fan for being stupid.

But Ye Fan seemed completely oblivious and just bent down to take the money out. But sadly, he only

had $50 in his purse.

Ye Fan had no choice but to ask Qiu Mu-Cheng for money, "Mu-Cheng, give me $200."

"No freaking way! Don't talk to me! I don't know you! You'll be the death of me!" Qiu Mu-Cheng almost

exploded in anger because of Ye Fan. How could he expect her to give him money? She couldn't wait

for this bet to get called off to avoid losing her house in the process.

"Damn."

"After all that, this guy here isn't just an idiot but a pauper as well."

"He doesn't even have $100?”

"He's probably a poor peasant, right?"

"If he is so poor, why does he have the cheek to come to a place like this?" "What an embarrassment!”

"Hahaha!"

Piercing laughter came from all around.

Han Shao-Jie shook his head as he laughed and said, "Fei, are you sure he's a big shot and not some

idiot?"

"I...I don't know him either," Shen Fei's eyes twitched as he decided to turn around and pretend he

didn't know Ye Fan.

After all, at a time like this, it was a disgrace to be connected to Ye Fan.

"Haha! Aren't you dumb? I wanted to give it to you for free, but you insisted on paying. Yet now you

can't afford it? You're just a pauper pretending to be rich! Hurry up and get lost! Stop disgracing

yourself!" Yang He found Ye Fan so disgusting that he couldn't be bothered to waste his time and told

him to just leave.

But Ye Fan didn't intend to give up. He went around trying to borrow money, but everyone ignored him.

In the end, Su Yuan-Shan gave him $200 out of pity.

"Young man, here's $200. You don't have to return it," said Su Yuan-Shan slowly.

Ye Fan thanked him, "Thank you, Mr Su. I will not forget this favor."