Lu Yubai stood in front of the Panjiayuan stall and was ridiculed by the fat boss: "How dare you come here to pick up leaks?" The onlookers around him laughed. He clutched only three thousand yuan, but his hand suddenly shook when he touched a dirty porcelain bowl - fluorescent lines that only he could see appeared under the glaze on the bottom of the bowl. "Mingcheng Hua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup fragments, estimated at eight million." He calmly spent two thousand yuan to get it, turned around and fell out on the spot at the auction house. When the treasure appraisal experts who were watching concluded that it was a fake, Lu Yubai only said softly: "Then you have to look carefully." The whole audience was silent, and the road to glory began with a slap in the face.
