The eldest said with a smile: "Brewed, of course brewed! I know that you like to drink Tieguanyin the most, so today we specially brewed the best Longjing tea!"

Luo Zhixin raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "What's the matter, this is deliberately against me!"

A group of people laughed, and the embarrassing scene was cleverly resolved.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Several people greeted each other politely, and walked towards the pergola.

Just a joke, with the value of these people, what kind of tea can't you drink?

On the table are all the best teas in the world, and according to personal preferences, it can be said that there is everything you need.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you want to drink?"

As the so-called visitor is a guest, Luo Zhixin first asked Zhou Ping what he meant.

Zhou Ping waved his hand and said indifferently: "Whatever, I don't have much research on tea." ”

Luo Zhixin smiled: "I just drank Lushan Yunwu before, so let's change the taste, let's have a cup of Tieguanyin, just finished eating, and eliminate food." ”

Luo Zhixin said, unhurriedly holding the tea set, slowly washing a cup of tea.

That action is smooth and pleasing to the eye, which shows that he is also a master.

But at this moment, except for Zhou Ping, the other five people were like cats scratching their hearts, and none of them were in the mood to appreciate Luo Zhixin's tea ceremony performance.

As for Xu Yue, under the leadership of Luo Zhixin's secretary with big white legs, she took selfies all over the court.

"Old Luo, Brother Luo, why did you pour this second bubble? Can you hurry up, you are idle and elegant, which makes us panic!"

Finally, the oldest man couldn't help but speak.

In today's golf, it is not important to play, and the main purpose of a few people to meet Zhou Ping is actually to meet Zhou Ping.

But now, Luo Zhixin is unhurried and has no intention of introducing it.

Although Zhou Ping was in front of them, the person was brought by Luo Zhixin, and it was okay to say a few words of greeting casually, if you want to talk more deeply, you still have to be introduced by Luo Zhixin, and the two sides will only become familiar with each other.

After all, everyone is still a descendant of Yan and Huang in their bones, although they are in a foreign country overseas, but as successful people, they still eat this set of basic Chinese etiquette.

Luo Zhixin raised his eyelids and said lightly: "What's the hurry, drinking tea is just for self-cultivation, isn't it okay to break the success if you're in a hurry!"

"Hypocritical...... one muttered in a low voice.

Luo Zhixin didn't care, he finally brewed the tea, poured a small cup first, and handed it to Zhou Ping.

"Mr. Zhou, try this superb Tieguanyin, this is fried by Wang Peizhen, the king of tea in Anhui, and it can be described as the best in tea!"

After Zhou Ping took a sip, he felt that it was indeed different from the tea he usually drank.

And he's pretty sure it's definitely not a psychological effect.

Tsk, the king of tea is the king of tea, and there is really no vanity under the fame, of course, you have to be willing to spend money to become it.

Luo Zhixin poured himself a cup, and after drinking it slowly, he said:

"I said before that you want to be Mr. Zhou's junior, but no one cares about you, are you a little unconvinced?"

The five people all looked at Luo Zhixin with strange expressions.

After so much work, they can wait until the next step.

Luo Zhixin patted the album he was carrying with him just now, and directly turned to the dragonfly standing lotus picture, and said slowly: "You still have an impression of this painting, right?"

The expressions of several people were even more strange.

The auction ended yesterday, can they not be impressed by the painting?

The main reason why they are still dissatisfied with Zhou Ping's level of appreciation is this painting.

The painting, whether viewed horizontally or vertically, is only worth tens of thousands of dollars.

But Zhou Ping bought it for far more than this price.

In their eyes, this is no longer a kind of extravagant spending, it is simply a big-handed behavior that escapes from it.

Luo Zhixin swept the expressions of several people, smiled, and pointed to the printed version of the dragonfly Lihetu.

"This is the gap between us and Mr. Zhou!"

The expressions of several people became even more weird, but they all waited patiently for Luo Zhixin's next step.

"Then, this dragonfly, I will study it carefully for you, and you can see something about it!" Luo Zhixin said with a chattering expression.

These people are all collectors, and they are usually most enthusiastic about studying all kinds of Chinese antique calligraphy and paintings.

This sort of thing is simply their forte.

Luo Zhixin's mysterious tone immediately aroused their curiosity and competitiveness.

Nowadays, they can be said to be famous, to be famous, to have status, money is just a set of numbers for them.

The only thing that is needed is not a matter of face?

They don't believe it, a common ancient painting in the middle of the Qing Dynasty that everyone recognizes, a young man can still see anything different from it!

However, when they focused their attention on the dragonfly and studied it carefully, their faces gradually became solemn.

One of them muttered to himself, "This...... This style of painting is so familiar, there is always a sense of déjà vu!"

Luo Zhixin glanced at him and smiled: "Hey, even if you have a little eyesight, take a closer look!"

Several people put their heads together again and stared at the dragonfly for a long time.

"This ...... Could this be Mr. Qi's painting? The style of painting is very similar to the picture in my hand!"

Soon, the rhetorical question turned into an affirmative sentence.

"That's right! It must be Mr. Xu's painting, this style of painting is simply a must, every bit of it, no one can imitate it!"

After all, several people looked at each other, this turned out to be Mr. Qi Baishi's work!

At this time, a person raised a question.

"No, isn't this painting from the middle of the Qing Dynasty? And from the overall style of painting, it doesn't look like Qi Baishi's work...... This dragonfly, although painted just right, looks like a new painting on top of the original painting......"

The five people all stopped their eyes on Luo Zhixin.

They needed an answer.

The corners of Luo Zhixin's mouth raised slightly: "This painting is not exactly the work of the old man Baishi. ”

Luo Zhixin's answer made several people even more confused, and their hearts were even more uncomfortable than being scratched by a cat.

"Lao Luo, my old brother, alas, can you not sell Guanzi?"

"That's it, you should hurry up and say it!

......

Seeing that everyone is begging him for an answer, Luo Zhixin will no longer sell Guanzi.

"Because, this painting is from the hands of two people, it is a cross-era collaboration between two masters, and the original painting is a ......"

Luo Zhixin explained the past and present life of this painting in detail in one breath, and several people who listened to it were simply amazed.

"This ...... This is actually a painting made up by Mr. Qi for someone else? I have never heard of it before! This is definitely a unique masterpiece!"

A few people were immediately annoyed, why didn't they think to take a closer look at the dragonfly yesterday?

If you put your heart into studying the original painting, it is definitely possible to see the clues.

If they could find the clues at that time, I am afraid that no matter how much they cost to shoot it, they would be willing.

What you can't see, others can see, that's a step ahead!

Looking at Zhou Ping now, there is no longer the slightest sourness in their eyes, only full of admiration.