Chapter 57 Unpredictable Disaster!

When Xiao Tian and the middle-aged man disappeared on the stairs, the crowd of onlookers on the first floor began to discuss——

"Am I right? The one who just came down to greet the young master of Jubaoxuan?"

A young man in a suit widened his eyes with an incredible expression on his face.

He has come to Jubaoxuan quite a few times, but he has never seen Jubaoxuan's young master come out to greet anyone in person!

"I'm afraid it's the son of another family. He looks quite handsome. If he can catch up..." A girl in a long skirt whispered.

The girlfriend next to her heard the girl's words and knocked on her hand, and said angrily: "Wake up, the handsome guy has gone far!"

"No need to guess, that person is a friend of Mr. Wei. Every time he comes to this Jubaoxuan, he goes directly to the second floor. There should be no need for the young master to come out to greet him. It may be because Jubaozhai has a new staff member, and Mr. Wei is worried about the following. What kind of misunderstanding did the people make!"

A middle-aged uncle who often hangs out in Jubaozhai said proudly, and as his voice fell, there was a sound of exclamation all around.

Old Wei's friend, what kind of big man should he be!

Xiao Tian naturally didn't know about these things. He was led by the middle-aged man to a quiet room on the second floor.

A spirited old man in a Tang suit was leaning on a Nanmu chair with a pipe in his hand. This old man is the helm of Jubaoxuan, Wei Hong!

Two people stood beside Wei Hong.

On the left is a slightly older old man with a pair of reading glasses. He already has a lot of white hair on his head, but his eyes are not cloudy. Xiao Tian.

"Xiaotian is here, come, sit," Wei Hong greeted quickly after seeing Xiao Tian, ​​then pointed to the old man with reading glasses beside him, and introduced: "This is the famous king of the great Tibetan house in Nanjiang City. Master Guan Wang."

"Long Yang," Xiao Tian bowed his hands to Wang Guan, his expression calm.

Wang Guan doesn't care either. Although he has some reputation in collecting, he is not arrogant enough to think that everyone in the world should know him.

"This is the leading expert in calligraphy and painting appraisal in China, Ji Shiyi, Master Ji!" Wei Hong pointed to the middle-aged man who was somewhat fat and introduced.

"Nice to meet," Xiao Tian glanced at Ji Eleven with a perfunctory expression.

This Ji Shiyi hasn't given himself a good face since he entered the door, and he naturally won't stick to other people's cold ass with a warm face!

"Humph!" Ji Shiyi snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Wei Hong frowned when he saw Ji Shiyi's expression, but did not speak.

Now that he wants to ask Ji Shiyi, he can only let him be presumptuous!

"Xiaotian, have you brought your crow pattern? Let Master Ji help you with your palms and eyes. Master Ji has read calligraphy and painting for many years, but he hasn't done any of his work yet. Let him palm your eyes. You should be relieved, Xiaotian, right?" Wei Hong He smiled at Xiao Tian.

"Hmph, what's so good about a fake thing," Ji Shi Shi was dissatisfied.

No wonder he is like this. Today, he happened to have a copy of Yan Zhenqing's original calligraphy, and was planning to observe it, but Wei Hong found him and asked him to help him see a picture of Tang Yin's crow array!

Originally in high spirits, when suddenly interrupted like this, no one will have a good face.

Wei Hong was his financial master, so he naturally couldn't get mad at Wei Hong, so he transferred all his dissatisfaction to Xiao Tian.

"You'll know if it's true or false," Xiao Tian said lightly, placing the ancient scroll in his hand on the table.

"Boy, you're really crazy about money!" Ji Shi Shi mocked: "Tang Yin's crow pattern has appeared quite a few times, but they are all later imitations, and the circles speculate that its genuine product may have long been in the war. If it is damaged, can it be possible that you can restore what has been damaged?"

"What if I really have this ability?" Xiao Tian said with a little playfulness on his face.

"If you are genuine, I'll eat it on the spot!" Ji Shi Shi said disdainfully, and then reached out and grabbed the scroll on the table: "I'll dismantle your fake today and let you die!"

"Slow!" Xiao Tian said suddenly, and at the same time reached out to stop Ji Shiyi's palm.

"Boy, are you guilty?" A sneer appeared on Ji Shiyi's face, and he said coldly, "It's too late! Dare to bring fakes to Jubaoxuan to swindle and deceive, you just wait for the reputation to be bad!"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it!" People have been ridiculing him all the time, and since Xiao Tian's skill in raising his qi is good, he can't help but get really fired up, and he immediately mocked.

"Joke!" Ji Shiyi said disdainfully, "Mr. Wei and Mr. Wang are here, let them be their witnesses, if your crow pattern is true, I will eat it on the spot and then sell iron. Compensate for your loss!"

There was a flash of coldness in Xiao Tian's eyes, and he said solemnly, "It's better to go downstairs, there are more people there!"

It's hard to persuade the damned ghost!

What's more, this Ji Shiyi has raised eyebrows at him from the moment he entered the door. Xiao Tian believes that he is not a generous person. Since Ji Shiyi has provoked him, he doesn't mind letting Ji Shiyi lose his reputation. !

"You kid is going to court death, then I can't do anything about it! Downstairs is downstairs!" Ji Shiyi sneered when he heard the words, and then walked directly downstairs.

Xiao Tian grabbed the "Crow Array" and followed, Wei Hong, his son, and Wang Guan looked at each other, and then followed with a wry smile...