Chapter 57: No disaster!

When Xiao Tian and the middle-aged man disappeared on the stairs, a crowd of onlookers on the first floor started talking about it.
"I'm not mistaken, am I? The one who came down to meet the young master of Jubaoxuan just now?"
A young man in a suit and leather shoes widened his eyes with an incredible expression on his face.
He has come to this Jubaoxuan a lot, but he hasn't seen Young Master Jubaoxuan come out to greet anyone in person!
"I'm afraid which family's son, he looks very handsome, if he can catch up..." a girl in a long skirt whispered.
The best friend beside her knocked on her hand when she heard the girl's words, and said with no good air: "Wake up, the handsome guy has gone far!"
"Don’t guess, that person is a friend of Wei Lao. Every time I come to this Jubaoxuan, I always go directly to the second floor. I shouldn’t have to come out to greet him. Maybe it’s because Jubaozhai has a new staff member. Wei Lao is worried about the following What misunderstanding should happen to the people!"
A middle-aged uncle who often wandered around Jubaozhai proudly said, as his voice fell, there was another exclamation around him.
Mr. Wei's friend, what level of big man should he be!
Xiao Tian naturally didn't know these things. Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, he went to a quiet room on the second floor.
An energetic old man wearing a Tang suit is holding a pipe and leaning on a nanmu chair. This old man is the man at the helm of the treasure house, Wei Hong!
Two people stood beside Wei Hong.
To the left is an older man with a pair of reading glasses. He already has a lot of white hair on his head, but his eyes are not muddy; on the right is a somewhat blessed middle-aged man, looking at him with a bad face. Xiao Tian.
"Xiaotian is here, come, sit," Wei Hong greeted after seeing Xiao Tian, ​​then pointed to the old man with reading glasses next to him, and introduced: "This is the famous big collector of Nanjiang City. Master Guan Wang."
"Look up for a long time," Xiao Tian arched his hands to Wang Guan, looking calm.
Wang Guan didn't care either. Although he had some reputation for collecting, he would not be so arrogant that everyone in the world should know himself.
"This is the leading painting and calligraphy appraisal expert in China, Ji Xi, Master Ji!" Wei Hong pointed to the somewhat blessed middle-aged man and introduced.
"Good meeting," Xiao Tian glanced at Ji Eleven with a perfunctory expression.
This Ji eleven didn't give himself a good face since he entered the door, he naturally wouldn't be hot to stick to other people's cold ass!
"Hmph!" Ji Shixi snorted coldly, without answering.
Wei Hong frowned when seeing Ji Shixi's expression, but did not speak.
Now he wants this Ji eleven, so he can only let him presumptuous!
"Xiaotian, did you bring your crow formation picture? Let Master Ji help with his palms. Master Ji has been reading calligraphy and painting for many years, and he hasn't hit his eyes. Let him palm the eyes, Xiaotian, you should be relieved?" Wei Hong Smiled at Xiao Tian.
"Huh, look at fake things, what's so good about it," Ji Shixi said dissatisfied.
No wonder he was like this. Today, he happened to get a copy of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, and was planning to observe it alive, but Wei Hong found him and asked him to help look at a picture of Tang Yin's crow formation!
He was originally in high spirits, but when he was suddenly interrupted like this, no one would have a good face.
Wei Hong was his gold master, so he naturally couldn't get angry with Wei Hong, so all his dissatisfaction was transferred to Xiao Tian.
"I'll know if it's true or not," Xiao Tian put the ancient awkward scroll in his hand on the table and said lightly.
"Boy, you really want money and want to be crazy!" Ji Shixi mocked: "Tang Yin's crow formations have appeared a lot, but they are all later imitations. The speculation in the circle is that its authenticity may have been in the war. Damaged, can you still make it impossible to recover what has been damaged?"
"What if I really have this ability?" Xiao Tian said a little more jokingly on his face.
"If you are genuine, I will eat it on the spot!" Ji Xixi said disdainfully, and then reached out and grabbed the scroll on the table: "I will tear down your fake today and let you die!"
"Slow!" Xiao Tian said suddenly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stop Ji Xi's palm.
"Boy, guilty?" A sneer appeared on Ji Xixi's face and said coldly: "It's late! If you dare to come to Jubaoxuan with fakes to scam you, just wait for the famous street!"
"I'm afraid you can't afford it!" I have been ridiculed all the time. Xiao Tian couldn't help but move the real fire because he was good at raising qi, and immediately mocked.
"A joke!" Ji Shixi said with disdain: "Mr. Wei and Mr. Wang are here, so let them be a testimony. If your crow formation is true, I will eat it on the spot, and then sell the iron. Pay you for your loss!"
A cold light flashed in Xiao Tian's eyes, and he said solemnly: "It's better to go downstairs, where there are more people!"
Good words are hard to persuade ghost!
What's more, this Ji eleven squinted at him as soon as he entered the door. Xiao Tian admitted that he was not a generous person. Since this Ji eleven provokes him, then he doesn’t mind letting this Ji eleven be ruined. !
"You kid wants to die by himself, then I can't help it! Downstairs just downstairs!" Ji Shixi sneered when he heard the words, and walked directly downstairs after speaking.
Xiao Tian grabbed the "Crow Formation" and followed, Wei Hong, father and son, and Wang Guan looked at each other, then followed with a wry smile...