Hearing the voice, everyone turned their heads to look.

A young man approached an old man with gray hair and high spirits.

Hu Pingwen immediately put on a flattering smile when he saw the person coming, and then trotted all the way and said humbly: "Wan Dashao, what kind of wind blew you here?"

Wan Muqing just nodded very gracefully, but Hu Pingwen was immediately flattered. Immediately, he turned to the old man behind Wan Muqing, and asked respectfully with some uncertainty, "May I ask if you are Fan Lao?"

The old man touched his beard, nodded and smiled: "Under Fan Yuanbo." ”

"Fan Yuanbo!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Isn't this the vice president of the Huaguo Antiques Appraisal Association?"

A knowledgeable person immediately added: "Not only that! Fan Lao is also a permanent director of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association!"

As everyone said a word, Fan Yuanbo's identity was gradually revealed, but few people cared about Wan Muqing's identity.

Hearing the other party's name, Hu Pingwen put on a more humble smile: "It's really a blessing for me to be able to come to the shop." ”

Just when Hu Pingwen was currying favor with Fan Yuanbo, Wan Muqing walked towards Li Xiaotian, glanced at Wang Yuanlu casually, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang is so interested, he still wears a mask when he goes out." ”

"Ten thousand. Seeing each other, Wang Yuanlu called out. He didn't dare to make a mistake, although the two were about the same age, but the other party was far better than him in terms of status, background, strength and other aspects.

Wan Muqing smiled, then squatted in front of Li Xiaotian's stall and asked, "Why did the master come here?" Didn't you say that after you come back, I will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you?"

Li Xiaotian said helplessly: "I just want to sell a painting here, and then it will be like this." As for the latter sentence, he directly pretended not to hear it, and at that time he thought that the other party was polite.

"Selling paintings?" Wan Muqing was a little surprised, the paintings that can be sold here are at least treasures, right?

Before Li Xiaotian could elaborate, Hu Pingwen in the distance noticed the movements of the two people, said hello to Fan Yuanbo, trotted all the way, came to the two of them, and cried: "Wan Dashao, you have to be the master for me, this guy actually deceived us." ”

"Oh?" Wan Muqing showed a look of surprise, he didn't think that Li Xiaotian would do such a thing, "Why don't we go in first, and then you can tell me carefully?"

"No, just say it outside. Li Xiaotian directly interrupted, if this is sold in, how can the system settle for itself?

Hu Pingwen is also happy to do this, so that others can see the face of this liar!

Later, under Li Xiaotian's cold eyes, under Hu Pingwen's refueling and vinegaring complaints, and under the guidance of Wang Yuanlu's heart, Wan Muqing understood what happened.

"To put it bluntly, Ambassador Li wants to sell a painting of Tang Bohu to you, and then you think he is a liar, right?" No matter what others say about how hateful Li Xiaotian is, Wan Muqing still has his own judgment.

"That's pretty much it. Hearing that the other party summarized it so concisely, Hu Pingwen was also a little embarrassed, but soon he was stunned and asked with some uncertainty: "Li ...... Master?"

Wan Muqing obviously didn't want to explain anything about this matter, he shouted directly: "Old Fan, here is a genuine handiwork of Tang Bohu, how about you come to appraise it?"

"Tang Bohu's authentic works?" Fan Yuanbo came to the side of a few people, and a look of interest appeared on his face, "Is there still a lost authentic Tang Bohu handiwork?"

"Old Fan, don't believe him, he is a poor boy, how can he take out the authentic works of Tang Bohu?" shouted Wang Yuanlu, who was in a wheelchair.

But a few people didn't even look at him, and even Li Xiaotian wondered if he had cleaned up a fool in the first place.

"This is Grandpa Huyan's...... Master. Wan Muqing attached himself to Fan Yuanbo's ear and explained in a low voice.

"Old Huyan?" Hearing the other party's words, Fan Yuanbo became more interested.

"Fan Lao. Li Xiaotian said politely, and he naturally heard the explanation in the crowd, and he also knew that the person in front of him was a big man in the antique world!

"Can I take out that picture and take a look at it? I still have some experience with this kind of thing. ”

"Then please take a look. With that, Li Xiaoyao opened the sandalwood box, carefully took out the "Jinshan Victory Map", and then spread it on the ground.

The crowd fell silent and looked towards the painting.

Hu Pingwen didn't say anything more because of the 'master', but the guy behind him sneered: "Boy, if your painting dirties Fan Lao's eyes, our boss will let you not get out of this antique street!"

Li Xiaotian smiled disdainfully, with Xiao Yueyue here, not to mention that your boss is a bone-forging martial artist, even if Hou Jing is here, he can leave calmly!

"Boss Hu, why do you bother to fish for fame and reputation with a ......," Wang Yuanlu also said with a smile.

"Shut up!" Fan Yuanbo snorted. The moment he saw this painting, he knew that it was nine times out of ten true! Then, not caring at all about other people's opinions, he just lay on the ground, took out a magnifying glass, and carefully examined it.

Then everyone noticed that Fan Yuanbo's face was constantly changing, and he was becoming more and more shocked.

After a long time, Fan Yuanbo slowly got up from the ground, put away the magnifying glass, and let out a long breath, with a cloudy and uncertain expression on his face.

When Hu Pingwen saw Fan Yuanbo's expression, he thought that the other party had identified this painting as fake, and then laughed loudly and said to the guy behind him: "Come here, beat this liar out for me!"

"Okay!" the guy immediately geared up, just waiting for Fan Yuanbo to hammer the stone, he would do it.

"Hmph, Li Xiaotian, what else do you have to say? I'm afraid you don't know the price of deceiving Fan Lao! Hahaha...... "Wang Yuanlu has forgotten what he was scolded before.

"Old Fan, don't be angry, young people nowadays are like this, always thinking about going some crooked ways. ”

"yes. There's really no need to worry about this kind of person, there are too many people who sell their fame and reputation now. ”

Everyone has already decided that Li Xiaotian is a liar, so Fan Yuanbo's face is not very good-looking.

Li Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to these people's words, and just looked at Fan Yuanbo with a smile.

"Alas. After a long time, Fan Yuanbo let out a long sigh, "It's that I'm short-sighted, I thought the lost pair was real, but I didn't expect that the one in front of me was Tang Bohu's posthumous work." ”

Fan Yuanbo's words were like a blockbuster bombshell, which made the crowd of onlookers immediately look like roosters choked by the neck, and the rest of the words were all stuck in the neck, and the whole person was stupid.

Wang Yuanlu made the last struggle: "Old Fan, is this really Tang Bohu's real work?"

"Are you suspicious?" Fan Yuanbo glanced at the other party and said lightly.