"Stinky boy, if you don't understand, what are you shaking your head blindly?"

What spoke was a girl in an emerald dress, eighteen or nineteen years old, with a cold complexion, as if carved by ice, she held her shoulders with her hands, looked at Xiao Chen coldly, and seemed to be dissatisfied with Xiao Chen's shaking of her head.

Although the girl's temperament is not as good as Zhang Ziling, she is also superior.

However, her right leg seemed to be a little inconvenient and limped.

Xiao Chen was about to ignore the girl in the green skirt when he saw an old man next to him ask, "This little brother, you don't seem to be very satisfied with this painting." ”

The old man is about seventy years old, wearing a Tang costume, playing with a pair of iron eggs in his right hand, and his left hand behind him, with an extraordinary temperament.

Xiao Chen felt that the true qi flow on the old man's body was slightly weaker than Zhang Wenyuan.

"No, I just shook my head. Xiao Chen said lightly.

The girl in the green skirt said reluctantly: "You know how to pretend, hum!"

"Jade Cicada, don't do this!"

The old man waved his hand and said, he faced Xiao Chen, and said, "The old man is Liu Baimei, the shopkeeper here, and this is my granddaughter, Liu Yuchan." ”

After a pause, he pointed to the ink painting and said: "This painting is the proud work of Wu Daozi, the saint of the Tang Dynasty, and it was bought by Lao Yu at the Beijing auction last year for 50 million RMB. ”

Liu Baimei just heard from the shopkeeper that there was a young man in his twenties who wanted to buy the Silkworm Divine Grass, and he knew that this person was not a secular person.

Moreover, as soon as he came out, he couldn't see Xiao Chen's realm clearly at all.

He couldn't figure out whether Xiao Chen had no realm or returned to the basics, it was difficult for ordinary people to guess.

The former is okay, but for the latter, even an ordinary martial arts master would find it difficult to hide his cultivation.

Therefore, he wanted to test Xiao Chen's truth first.

Xiao Chen saw that the two insisted on saying it themselves, so he helplessly pointed to the landscape painting on the wall and said, "This painting is fake!"

"What?"

Liu Baimei and Liu Yucian were taken aback, thinking that Xiao Chen might have a certain understanding of landscape painting and would judge it, but they didn't expect that he would say that this painting was fake.

And this painting, after the research of dozens of experts, is absolutely real.

Could it be that his skills are even better than these experts?

Liu Yucian laughed angrily and said, "So, are you a disciple of a great painter in China? Are you a disciple of Ouyang Chunshui, Dongfang Aoki, and Nangong Lie?"

The three people she mentioned were all authorities on Chinese ink painting.

And Liu Yucian herself is Ouyang Chunshui's proud disciple, and she and Ouyang Chun are the most admired by Wu Daozi, so she heard that Wu Daozi's landscape paintings were born in the Beijing auction, so she urged Liu Baimei to buy the paintings back quickly.

"Neither!" Xiao Chen shook his head.

Liu Xueqi no longer had the patience to play with Xiao Chen, she felt that Xiao Chen was completely here to make trouble, just as she asked the security guard to drive Xiao Chen out, she suddenly heard Xiao Chen say:

"I don't know much about ink painting, but I can prove it to you. ”

"How to prove it?" Liu Xueqi was puzzled.

Immediately, he heard a "tearing" sound, and Xiao Chen actually tore the ink painting in half.

"You-" Liu Yuchan was stunned on the spot, she didn't expect that Xiao Chen would dare to tear up this famous painting worth 50 million after eating the bear's heart and leopard gall.

Only Liu Baimei was a little calmer, he wanted to see what tricks Xiao Chen played.

"Look, what's in there?"

Xiao Chen handed over the other half of the painting, and Liu Xueqi saw a small piece of paper in the ink painting, which would not be easy to find if it wasn't for the sharp eyes.

Liu Baimei immediately picked up a magnifying glass, and saw a line of words engraved on the small piece of paper:

"In 2007, Rifle came here for a visit!"

Obviously, it is impossible for such a small piece of paper to appear in the Tang Dynasty.

"Grandpa, this painting—"

Liu Yucian was shocked again, this painting has been hanging in front of the hall since it was bought back last year, for everyone to admire, it has always been the treasure of Tianrentang's town store, unexpectedly, it turned out to be a fake.

Liu Baimei seemed much calmer, he didn't take this landscape painting to heart at all, but he paid more attention to Xiao Chen, he arched his hand towards Xiao Chen and said:

"The little brother has good eyesight, but I don't know the name of the little brother?"

Xiao Chen admired Liu Baimei's temperament a little, an ordinary rich man, who lost 50 million in vain, would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Under Xiao Chen. ”

"It turned out to be Xiao Chen's little brother, who has been admired for a long time. Although Liu Baimei had never heard of Xiao Chen's name, he still didn't dare to slack off.

Liu Yucian was very puzzled, he was just a nobody, so he needed to be so respectful.

However, when Liu Baimei spoke, she didn't dare to interject, and she would not be as willful as Zhang Ziling.

"Little brother, I'm here today, but I need a copy of the Silkworm Divine Grass?" asked Liu Baimei.

"Yes, I need the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Herb as a medicine to make the elixir. ”

A plain and insipid sentence shocked everyone present.

Rao is Liu Baimei has a good temperament, and at this time, his voice is also a little trembling: "Little brother Xiao Chen, is it an alchemist?"

Alchemists have a very high status in China, and all alchemists, regardless of rank, are guests of all major sects.

However, because the requirements of alchemists are really harsh, there are very few alchemists, which can be said to be rare.

Xiao Chen's pupils shrank, taking in everyone's eyes, and he said lightly:

"Yes, I found some methods of cultivating elixirs on the Internet, which are said to be the elixir of Qin Shi Huang back then. ”

Hearing Xiao Chen's nonsense, Liu Yucian sneered and said a little arrogantly:

"I thought it was really an alchemist, but it turned out to be just a joke. ”

Although Xiao Chen said this, Liu Baimei still looked very polite, he smiled indifferently, and said:

"I see, Ah Fu, go and bring the Silkworm Divine Grass in my room and give it to Xiao Chen's little brother. ”

"Yes!"

After a moment's effort, the shopkeeper handed Xiao Chen a crimson brocade box.

Xiao Chen opened the brocade box and saw that it contained a spirit grass more than 10 centimeters long, with a turquoise rhizome, like it was made of jade, crystal clear, and warm to the touch.

The leaves are covered with white lines like silkworms.

At first glance, it is a high-grade silkworm divine grass.

"Thank you, shopkeeper, I don't know how much the Silkworm Divine Grass costs this day?" Xiao Chen asked.

Liu Baimei shook his head and said very generously:

"This silkworm god grassland is not for sale, but it was also obtained by chance, and it has been collected for a long time. I am very close to my little brother, and just now, my little brother helped me see through a fake painting, and I don't know how to thank you. Since the little brother wants it, take it out. ”

Xiao Chen excused himself a few times, but Liu Baimei was still unwilling to accept the money.

Xiao Chen thought about it for a while, so he borrowed a pen and a blank piece of paper from the shopkeeper, wrote a few lines of words, and then handed it to Liu Baimei and said:

"There is no merit, take it directly like this, Xiao is ashamed of it, it is better for me to write a mental method for you, maybe it will help your current body." ”

Liu Baimei glanced at it casually, and then was shocked.