Among local antique collectors and enthusiasts, Gaotu can be described as supreme.

The price of any antique that Mr. Gao recognized as genuine will rise several times overnight.

Over the years, Mr. Gao has never been blind, and his name is like thunder, and no one can question it.

Many of the onlookers are antique collectors, and one of them is counted as one, but they never thought that Boss Wang, who is not a well-known person, could invite Mr. Gao Tu to be the chief appraiser.

It can be seen that Mr. Gao is very optimistic about this store.

If the store really sold fakes, it was impossible for Mr. Gao not to find out.

It is even more unlikely that he would be an appraiser for an antique shop that sells fakes.

With Mr. Gao in charge, Boss Wang's store will immediately become famous, and not only will customers come to the store, but the prices of the goods inside will also rise.

Seeing the envious expressions on everyone's faces, Boss Wang said proudly, "Boy, what else do you have to say now? Mr. Gao will be the chief appraiser here in the near future, and Mr. Gao has been a frequent customer of this shop before, and if there is any fake in my shop, I will never be able to hide it from Mr. Gao's eyes."

"He didn't say anything at all, it's your turn to talk nonsense here, a yellow-haired boy? Get out of here, or I'll be unkind to you."

"Hehehe."

Song Fengpi said with a smile: "If the old Mr. Gao in your mouth is really as powerful as you say, and you don't see that you sell fakes in your store, it can only mean that his vision is not good, and under his fame, he may not be worthy of his name."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere immediately became solemn.

Even the old man who was suspicious of Song Feng was deeply shocked by this sentence.

Who is the local people, I don't know, Mr. Gao Lao represents the most authoritative antique appraisal benchmark.

Song Feng questioned Mr. Gao in public, saying that his vision was not good, and it was difficult to live up to his fame.

It's not just a mouthful, it's a slap in the face.

It is a blatant provocation.

Once this word reached Mr. Gao's ears, it would bring countless troubles to Song Feng.

Boss Wang roared angrily as if he had been stepped on by his tail: "Bastard boy, you said that you got carried away, you really gave a ladder and climbed up, do you know what kind of character Mr. Gao is, how can you slander him?"

"If you don't kneel down to make amends to Mr. Gao, I don't think you will let you leave."

"That's right, Mr. Gao is the number one person in the antique appraisal industry, and insulting Mr. Gao is the enemy of the entire antique appraisal industry."

"Young man, young people can be arrogant, but they can't be rampant, what you just said is really inappropriate."

"What nonsense are you talking about with him, if I am Mr. Gao, when I hear his words, I will definitely not spare him."

"Hurry up and make amends to Mr. Gao."

The crowd was excited, as if Song Feng was not satirizing Mr. Gao, but their ancestors.

With a word from you, you nailed Song Feng to the unforgivable pillar of shame.

Boss Wang took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera function, and said coldly: "Stinky boy, I don't care who you are sacred, and I don't care who gives you the courage, if you want to leave unharmed, immediately kneel on the ground and kowtow to the mobile phone, and apologize to Mr. Gao for every kowtow."

"I will send this video to Mr. Gao, this is your only chance, if you continue to be stubborn, the king of heaven will not be able to protect you."

"Hahaha."

Song Feng raised his head and laughed after hearing this.

There were only three people who could make him kneel, grandfather, father, and Song Feng's mother.

Except for the three of them, no one in the world today can make Song Feng kneel, even if he is an old monster with superb cultivation, he can't hold down Song Feng's knees.

"What are you laughing at, don't play tricks here when you're dying!"

Boss Wang said commandingly, "Young man, we are all from your age, and everyone can understand that we are young and vigorous, but

It's what you've done, it's no longer something you can describe as youthful and vigorous, you're simply provoking authority, provoking big people you can't offend."

Song Feng sneered: "In the antique appraisal industry, I have never been superstitious about any authority, no matter how old the appraiser, there will always be a time to make an eye, no one can not make mistakes in his life, the old man in your mouth may be a great man for you, and what he says is equivalent to a holy decree."

"But for me Song Feng, a mistake is a mistake, this painting is definitely not genuine, there are still a lot of fakes in your store, do you want me to point them out for you one by one?"

"Stinky boy, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know how thick the sky is!"

Boss Wang stretched out his hand angrily, ready to slap Song Feng.

"Get out of the way."

Song Feng slapped his backhand and directly knocked Boss Wang to the ground.

Onlookers rushed in and helped Boss Wang with all hands and feet.

The tall man shouted angrily, "Boy, what else do you want! It's disgusting enough to make a fuss and talk nonsense, and now you dare to hurt people with your bare hands, do you really think that there is no royal law in the world?"

Song Feng said disdainfully: "Have I talked nonsense, the facts will prove, as for saying that you hurt people, if you are not blind, you should be able to see who hurt people first, I am just fighting back in self-defense, what is the crime?"

Without waiting for everyone to say more, Song Feng picked up the ancient painting on the table and jumped to the table on tiptoe.

"I'm staring at them all with wide eyes."

Song Feng raised the ancient painting in his hand high.

A spotlight shines right on the painting.

Song Feng sneered, "Open your eyes and see, what is the word written on the inscription of this painting?"

"We are not blind, there are three words of Wu Daozi written on it."

The tall man said angrily.

"He also said that he was not blind, and there were only two words on it."

Song Feng said: "I think that this painting came from Wu Daozi's hand, so I think that the three words at the place of payment must also be Wu Daozi, now you come over and observe it again to see how many words there are."

Hearing this, everyone was aroused by Song Feng's interest, came to the table, and tiptoed to look at the money above their heads.

"That's not right...... What's going on?"

After a few minutes, a citizen said with a strange expression: "From the front, it is indeed the three words of Wu Daozi, but from the back, why can you only see the first two words clearly?"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted the approval of other citizens.

The inscription on the front and back is completely different, Wu Daozi is not only a historical celebrity, but also a famous painting saint in history.

Anyone who knows about his deeds knows about it.

It is said that when Wu Daozi was young, he did not learn painting, but magic.

Another saint, the grass god Zhang Xu, was Wu Daozi's first master.