Chapter 29

"Really?" Lin Xiaotian looked surprised. Song Jinqiao's works were quite popular in ancient times, and now the auctions start at least a few million.

"Does it need to be said? Of course it's fake." The chubby shopkeeper laughed: "There is no such thing as a bargain in the world. This kid has been tricked and he doesn't know it."

"Boss, you are blind, so you can't say that others are blind?" Ye Tian smiled lightly.

But the boss with fat head and big ears dismissed Ye Tian: "I've been in this antique street for so many years, can't I still see if it's the real thing?"

But at this moment, a white-haired old man came here and looked at the calligraphy and painting in Ye Tian's hands: "Little brother, can you lend me this painting and calligraphy?"

"Of course." Ye Tian was not stingy, and directly took out the calligraphy and painting, but Lin Xiaotian was surprised. The white-haired old man was surrounded by many men. Common people can have.

"I really didn't expect that in our Qingzhou City, there are still Song Jinqiao's early works. This calligraphy and painting is invaluable." The white-haired old man cherishes his words like gold.

"Fuck your shit! Who do you think you are? This calligraphy and painting is just a fake." The fat shopkeeper gave the white-haired old man a look: "You are not in the same group, are you? Want to cheat together? me?"

Snapped!

Clap!

As soon as the fat-headed shopkeeper finished speaking, he was slapped several times by the men next to the white-haired old man: "Keep your mouth clean, or you won't be able to get along in this antique city."

"Damn! You don't want to inquire, how many people in this antique city dare to treat me like this, you wait for me, I will make you look good later." The fat man cursed, in the antique city Among them, he has some reputation anyway, and he was beaten up today, which naturally made him very angry.

"I think you just don't know how to live or die!" A few men next to him wanted to rush forward to make another move, but they were stopped by the white-haired old man: "I'm here to participate in the auction today, don't make a big deal out of it."

Seeing the white-haired old man stop them, several men stopped their hands, "This is Master Han in the antique world, a figure of Taishan Beidou level, and you are just a shopkeeper in the antique street, how dare you be so presumptuous? If it weren't for Han The master has ordered that your shop will be smashed today."

"Taishan Beidou in the antique world, Master Han in Qingzhou City?"

The man with fat head and big ears was startled suddenly, and his heart turned cold. In the whole antique city, no one can offend Master Han, not to mention in the antique city, even in the whole Qingzhou city, who would dare to offend him? Go offend Master Han.

"It seems that my guess was right. This is really the famous Master Han." Lin Xiaotian whispered beside him.

Ye Tian didn't fluctuate at all, as if this matter had nothing to do with him: "When he said it was the real work, I already guessed who he is."

"Authentic, that's right, this calligraphy and painting is really authentic." The fat man stood up abruptly: "Even Master Han said so, so there must be nothing wrong."

"Even if it's an authentic work, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?" Ye Tian asked lightly.

"Little brother, look at what you said, it is fate that everyone knows each other, or..."