When everyone heard the sound, they turned their heads and looked.

A young man came over with a white-haired, energetic old man.

Hu Pingwen immediately piled up a flattering smile when he saw the visitor, then ran all the way and said humbly: "Master Wan Da, what wind blows you?"

Wan Muqing nodded with a very graceful look, but Hu Pingwen was immediately flattered. Then he turned to the old man behind Wan Muqing and asked respectfully with some uncertainty: "Are you Mr. Fan?"

The old man touched his beard, nodded and smiled, "I'm in Fan Yuanbo."

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

Someone who knows the knowledge immediately added: "Not only that! Mr. Fan is also a permanent director of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association!"

As everyone said one after another, Fan Yuanbo's identity gradually emerged, but few people cared about Wan Muqing's identity.

Hearing the other party's name, Hu Pingwen filled a more humble smile: "You are so lucky to come to the shop."

Just as Hu Pingwen was pleased with Fan Yuanbo, Wan Muqing walked towards Li Xiaotian, glanced at Wang Yuanlu casually, and smiled, "Brother Wang is so excited, I still bring a mask when I go out."

"Shao Wan." When Wang Yuanlu saw the other party, he called him. He didn't dare to act rashly. Although the two were about the same age, the other party was far superior to him in terms of status, background, strength, etc.

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 you would like to welcome you after you come back?"

Li Xiaotian said helplessly: "I just want to sell a painting, and then I'll be like this." As for the next sentence, he directly thought that he didn't hear it. At that time, he thought the other party was just polite.

"Selling paintings?" Wan Muqing was a little surprised. The paintings that could be sold here were at least treasures, right? Can the other party take out a painting of that level? Or did Grandpa Huyan give it to the other party?

Before Li Xiaotian could explain in detail, Hu Pingwen in the distance noticed the actions of the two men, said hello to Fan Yuanbo, trotted all the way, came to the two men, and cried, "Master Wan, you have to do it for me."

Just make the decision, this guy actually deceives us."

"Oh?" Wan Muqing showed a look of surprise. He didn't think Li Xiaotian would do such a fraud. "It's better for us to go in first, and then tell me carefully what's going on?"

"No, just talk outside." Li Xiaotian interrupted directly. If he went in and sold it, how could the system settle it for himself?

Hu Pingwen was also happy, so that others could see the liar’s face clearly!

Then, under the cold eyes of Li Xiaotian, under the jealousy of Hu Pingwen, and under the careful guidance of Wang Yuanlu, Wan Muqing learned about the incident.

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

"It's almost that." Hu Pingwen was also a little embarrassed when he heard the other party's summary so concise, but soon he was stunned and asked with some uncertainty: "Master Li...Master?"

Wan Muqing obviously didn't want to explain anything about this matter. He shouted directly: "Old Fan, here is a genuine work of Tang Bohu. How about you come to identify the appraisal?"

"The original work of Tang Bohu?" Fan Yuanbo came to several people, and a look of interest appeared on his face. "The original work of Tang Bohu that is missing now? Boy, let me show you how?"

"Old Fan, don't believe him. He is just a poor boy. How could he take out the original work of Tang Bohu?" Wang Yuanlu shouted in a wheelchair.

But the few people didn't even look at him, and even Li Xiaotian wondered if he had dealt with a fool at the beginning.

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

"Old Huyan?" Fan Yuanbo became even more interested when he heard the other party's words.

"Old Fan." Li Xiaotian called him politely. He naturally heard the explanation in the crowd, and knew that the person in front of him was a big shot in the antique industry!

"Can I take out that painting and I'll see it? I still have some experience with this kind of thing."

"Then please look at it." As he said that, Li Xiaoyao opened the sandalwood box, carefully took out the "Golden Mountain Scenery Picture", and then spread it on the ground.

Everyone calmed down and looked at Hua.

Hu Pingwen didn't say anything because of the 'master', but the guy behind him sneered: "Boy, if your painting is dirty with Mr. Fan's eyes, our boss will make you unable to get out of this antique street!"

Li Xiaotian smiled disdainfully. With Xiao Yueyue here, let alone your boss, a bone-forging warrior, even if Hou Jing is here, you can leave calmly!

"Boss Hu, why do you have to work with someone to gain fame..." Wang Yuanlu also smiled.

"Shut up!" Fan Yuanbo shouted violently. The moment he saw this painting, he knew that the painting was most likely true! Then he didn't care about the opinions of others at all, and he lay down directly.

On the ground, I took out a magnifying glass and carefully identified it.

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

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

When Hu Pingwen saw Fan Yuanbo's expression, he thought the other party had identified the painting as fake. Then he laughed and said to the guy behind him: "Come here, call me this liar!"

"Okay!" The guy was ready to beat Fan Yuanbo and he would do it.

"Hmph, Li Xiaotian, what else do you have to say? You are afraid you don't know the price of deceiving Mr. Fan! Hahaha..." Wang Yuanlu had forgotten what he had been scolded before.

"Old Fan, don't be angry. This is what young people are now. They always think about taking some wrong paths."

"Yes. There is really no need to argue with such people. There are too many people seeking fame and reputation now."

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

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

"Oh." After a long time, Fan Yuanbo sighed, "It's because I'm short-sighted. I thought the lost one was real, but I didn't expect that the one in front of me was Tang Bohu's legacy work."

Fan Yuanbo's words were like a heavy blowout, which made the onlookers immediately look like a rooster strangled. All the remaining words stuck in their necks, making them stupid.

Wang Yuanlu made the final struggle: "Old Fan, is this really the original work of Tang Bohu?"
Chapter completed!