Super Connoisseur

Zhang Feng is like a frog at the bottom of a well in China. Although he is well-known in the Grand View Garden, he is afraid that the top treasure appraisers from all over the country will come to this Xiangjiang auction. Compared with these people, he may not even have the right to speak.

However, Zhang Feng is now willing to communicate with these treasure appraisers. If he can really get some useful information from them, it will be a great progress for Zhang Feng.

"Yan Lao, I don't know if there is Wang Tianyuan among the treasure appraisers this time?" the giant figure in the antique industry is the one Zhang Feng has been looking forward to for a long time. If he can really get to know Wang Tianyuan, it will be the most exciting thing in Zhang Feng's heart.

"Ha ha, that smelly boy has grown up now. How can he think of this small auction in his heart? Except for the Spring Festival, I can still see this boy visiting my house. I'm afraid he wanders abroad and takes care of foreigners' money all the time." old Yan laughed and said Wang Tianyuan, with a proud look on his face.

Zhang Feng frowned. Unexpectedly, Wang Tianyuan was so generous and had such integrity. He is worthy of being a famous figure in the antique industry and even in other industries.

Looking up like this makes Zhang Feng look forward to becoming a big man like Wang Tianyuan. Zhang Feng is worth it.

The car didn't drive fast, but it wasn't slow. It soon came to the front of an antique hotel.

"Mr. Bai and Mr. Yan, after a long flight, they must have been tired. Today they stayed in our own hotel at the auction. There are many other treasure appraisers here. They won't be too lonely. When Mr. Zeng is busy, they will come as soon as possible." the manager nodded his head politely, got off and opened the back door.

Bai Lao and Yan Lao didn't speak. They got down from the car, sorted out their white Tang clothes and strode towards the hotel.

Zhang Feng followed him and took a casual look at the hotel. Although the hotel is antique, but when you look carefully, it is full of antiques. Even the signs at the door are made of small leaf red sandalwood. No one can get such a huge pen.

"Zhang Feng, what are you looking at? Come in quickly, and I can introduce my friends to you!"

Hearing Yan's words, Zhang Feng promised and hurried into the hotel.

The room was naturally arranged by the manager. Old Bai and Yan took Zhang Feng to the reception hall on the first floor.

It seems that old Bai and old Yan are not the first time to come here. They are familiar with every place, but they have found the reception hall in the twinkling of an eye.

"Zhang Feng, be careful when you go in for a while. Don't talk indiscriminately. There are some predecessors, and there are leaders in the palm and eye industry. Once you do something to annoy them, it won't do you any good. Do you understand?" Bai seemed to be worried about Zhang Feng and specially stressed at the door.

Zhang Feng promised and followed him into the living room.

"Oh, Mr. Bai and Mr. Yan, you two are really early. We have been waiting for you for a day. We finally saw your true face. We thought you would come after the auction!"

As soon as he entered, a white haired old man stood up, with a height of 1.9 meters, standing in front of old Bai and Yan like an iron tower. He spoke eloquently without any taboo.

The old man is dressed in white Tang clothes, which is no different from the white old clothes. He looks more than 60 years old, but his face is red, his waist is straight and his back is straight. Obviously, he has good physical quality, and his voice is like a bell, thick, loud and dignified.

"Magic eye, you're so old and your mouth hasn't closed the door yet. Why, we're late? It's not welcome?" old Bai laughed and pushed the old man.

Zhang Feng listened in the back and raised his eyebrows. Magic eye? What's the name? Who else has that name?

"Come on, magic eye, I won't talk nonsense to you first. I'll introduce my future grandson-in-law to you. His name is Zhang Feng, but the eyes of our newly rising antique genius in China are not much worse than those greasy magic eyes!" Bai Lao reached out and grabbed the stunned Zhang Feng and began to introduce him.

"Your grandson-in-law? Bai Lao, your introduction is a little too much. Anyway, you take me with you. Zhang Feng is my closing disciple now!" Yan Lao was not happy and stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng had long been used to the quarrel between Bai Lao and Yan Lao. He shook his head reluctantly and ignored it. He quickly bent down to say hello to the magic eye.

The devil's eye looked up and down at Zhang Feng, but he smiled kindly: "well, well, heroes make teenagers, heroes make teenagers. Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng can be famous in China at a young age. He's good, good, promising and promising. Young man, do a good job. You're right to choose a white man. This old man has nothing, but money!"

"Go, go, talk nonsense. You think our boy came for money? It's ridiculous!" Bai waved his hand, ignored the words of the magic eye, and took Zhang Feng inside.

"Not for money, but for what? It's ridiculous to want to become famous in the antique industry at a young age."

Suddenly, a sneering voice came from behind the magic eye, and the faces of Bai Lao and Yan Lao changed.

Zhang Feng is now their direct lineage. Being ridiculed like this is tantamount to indirectly beating them in the face.

A figure came out from behind the devil's eye. He was about twenty-three or four years old. He had a beautiful face and a folding fan. He looked like an ancient scholar. He was graceful, with red lips and apricot eyes. He looked like a woman.

"Li Xianglin, what nonsense? Who are your elders, Bai Lao and Yan Lao? Say hello quickly!" magic eye obviously knew the man, and his tone was full of blame.

Li xianglinsi ignored the words of the magic eye and stared at Zhang Feng: "there are many leaders in the antique industry, but in my heart, there are no other leaders except my grandfather. What is an elder? That's all."

The old devil eye turned red and grabbed Li Xianglin: "what are you talking nonsense here? How did I tell you at home? You won't be obedient outside!"

After that, the magic eye turned to Bai Lao and Yan Lao and smiled: "I'm really sorry. This is my grandson, named Li Xianglin. He has been with me since childhood. He was spoiled by me and didn't hide his words. I'll teach him a good lesson when I go back. Don't be angry."

"Ha ha, it's just a child's quarrel. There's nothing to be angry about. Besides, we can't compare with your magic eye in the attainments of antiques." old Bai laughed and waved his hand without any mind.

Magic eye looked more embarrassed and quickly waved his hand: "you can't say that. Who doesn't know the power of Yan Lao in the antique world? Disciples like Wang Tianyuan were trained by Yan Lao. I lost miserably when I compared with Wang Tianyuan's little friend. I remember that time clearly. Now I don't dare to be big in front of Yan Lao."

"Wang Tianyuan? That's the boy who doesn't dare to go back to China at all? What's so powerful? He has to admit defeat in front of me and follow such a teacher. What a fool!" Li Xianglin suddenly said.

Before, if you were not sensible as a child, now such words even come up with dirty words. If Bai Lao and Yan Lao can still sit still, they will not be them.

The white old man stared at Li Xianglin closely, and the bottom of his eyes almost burst out fire. Even the cold old man's face began to be gloomy.

Magic eye was in a bad situation and hurried forward to explain, but Zhang Feng took the lead.

"It seems that you have great confidence in your grandfather? Master magic eye is a leading figure in the antique industry. I dare not touch or disobey. However, I am very interested to see what you have learned from master magic eye. You don't say you are very powerful. Why don't we have a try?" Zhang Feng looked at Li Xianglin with more disdain.

Zhang Feng was actually drunk. He just came to help, but he didn't expect to meet such an unkind person.

"Well, tell me, you can compete as much as you want. It's just a waste. If you want to lose face, I can help you!" Li Xianglin snorted coldly and shook his folding fan without looking at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng glanced around, and the eyes of the people around him were basically on them. Without hesitation, Zhang Feng strode forward and looked at the people around him: "Dear predecessors, the boy's name is Zhang Feng. Today, I dare to have a competition with the grandson of master magic eye. If I lose, I will withdraw from the antique world forever, and I will call this Li Xianglin grandpa in public. I will see him once and call him once!"

"Who wants a grandson like you? Dare you say such a bet? Who here is not of high status and wealth? There are many people who want to call their grandsons. Could it be you?" Li Xianglin sneered and stepped forward to stop Zhang Feng in front of him.

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? I don't know how childe Li wants to compete?"

"It's very simple. What we gamble is everything we have. If anyone quits the antique industry, basically as the palm of his hand, his life will be wasted. We all know it. So now, I'll bet with you a bigger one, one eye. If you lose, dig one eye down. If you win, dig my eyes for you! How about? Dare you gamble, little scum?"

WOW!

As soon as the words came out, everyone below was stunned. What's this concept? I even started to bet with my eyes. Where is this!

As soon as the faces of magic eye and Bai Laoyan changed, they looked at each other and wanted to come forward.

"This is our younger generation's business, and there are rules in the antique industry. Since you dare to bet, you have to promise. Otherwise, you will lose!" Li Xianglin folded his fan and stopped the three people. His words were full of arrogance.

"Li Xianglin, what are you going to do? Do you want to rebel? Your grandfather and I are still alive. Come back quickly and bet what?!" the devil's eye shouted angrily, and his loud voice had a smell of not being angry and threatening.

Zhang Feng did not speak, but turned to look at Yan Lao.

"Why? Don't you dare? If you don't dare, just say it. What's the use of your master?" Li Xianglin said directly to Zhang Feng.

"It seems to be a blatant bully. The eyes of the magic eye are invincible in the world. Even Wang Tianyuan dare not touch them. How can his grandson be bad? It is estimated that Zhang Feng will lose!"

"Yes, yes, Zhang Feng is really a fool. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of death. Death doesn't wait for tomorrow!"