Chapter 119

The shouting tone made the whole auction house look at Li Xianglin.

Li Xianglin seemed to enjoy such a look. Instead of being embarrassed, he swaggered up to the booth and looked down at the people: "Zhang Feng, you don't want to be a shrinking turtle at this time. Don't you want to gamble with me? In that case, I'll wait for you here. You can come out now. What's the ability to hide under your master's ass?"

Other appraisers did not change their faces when they heard such ugly words, let alone Yan Lao, who had already turned blue.

"Zhang Feng, are you sure?" old Yan asked in a deep voice.

But after waiting for a long time, old Yan didn't wait for a response. He couldn't help getting angry.

"I said how did you..."

Yan Lao's words were not finished, but he was stopped by Bai Lao.

"Don't talk yet. The boy seems to have seen it. Look at this look. It's more evil than both of us."

Yan Lao looked at the speech. Sure enough, Zhang Feng seemed to be settled at this time. His eyes were staring at the wealth map on the booth, and his right hand touched his chin. It seemed that he was thinking about something. He looked solemn and meticulous.

"Why does this boy look so absorbed?" even old Yan was a little surprised. This look is not what ordinary palms and eyes can have, especially when there are people shouting above.

"Zhang Feng, you're afraid to come out, aren't you? It seems that you're going to be a shrinking turtle? Everyone, I'll explain here. There must be some friends and colleagues who don't know who Zhang Feng is, but you must know their master. That's our famous professor of North China University, old Yan!"

WOW!

As soon as Li Xianglin's words fell, it was like a thousand waves at first, and the buzzing voices came out.

"It used to be Yan Lao's student. That's master Jianbao. Why are his disciples still timid and afraid to fight now?"

"Cut, what master, if I say, is that old Yan is afraid that Zhang Feng will humiliate him. At that time, it will make people suspect that Wang Tianyuan didn't teach him. If he loses at that time, won't he lose face? These professors and experts are actually a little ink. They are nothing in actual combat. Don't listen to them so carefully!"

The discussion below made Yan Lao's face shake twice. With a cold hum, he stood up and said, "everyone, I am Yan Lao."

Just now, the most unpleasant speaker was sitting next to old Yan. Seeing old Yan standing up, he was so frightened that he quickly shrunk his neck and dared not speak on the sofa.

"Ha ha, it seems that it's a small one. The old one is coming? Why? Is it that Zhang Feng didn't dare to come forward, so now the master is coming to the fore? It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who comes today. I'll fix that eye!" Li Xianglin shook his folding fan gently, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Yesterday, many palms and eyes were not surprised to hear the gambling agreement between Zhang Feng and Li Xianglin. However, there were many local people in Xiangjiang who didn't know the gambling agreement at all. At this time, they also smacked their tongue.

"Playing so big? Even bet your eyes? It seems that Li Xianglin is bound to win?"

"That's not nonsense. Who is he? He's the grandson of magic eye. He was raised since childhood. You don't know. I've seen this Li Xianglin before. The boy's eyes are really poisonous. Last time at a stall, he took a fancy to a fan and bought it directly. It's said that the fan was painted by Tang Bohu and worth tens of millions. Na, it's the one in his hand. At that time, he was It cost 1000 yuan. "

The voice of the following discussion is even louder, and all these voices point to Li Xianglin.

Li Xianglin naturally heard these comments, and his smile widened: "Ladies and gentlemen, since there are people who know me here, I will stop talking nonsense. Everyone knows who my grandfather is. The outside world says that magic eye and old Yan are in a tie. Today I want to prove to you that old Yan is actually incompetent. Now even his disciples dare not appear. It can be seen how afraid he is to lose face in public!"

"What are you talking about?" Yan Lao's face was green and he was about to step forward.

"Hey, old Yan, didn't you say it was a matter between the younger generation and we can't ask? Why are you suddenly in charge now? Do you want to go back?" magic eye didn't know when he had stood up and said with a smile in the back.

Although he smiles again, the knife in the smile is very obvious. People with a clear eye can see it at a glance. This time, the magic eye has eaten the foil, and his heart wants to fight against Yan Lao!

"Yes, we did say that, but now Zhang Feng hasn't seen the result and can't go up. If you can wait, you can wait. If you can't wait, you can bear it." Bai Lao also stood up and fought back impolitely.

"Haven't you seen it yet?" Li Xianglin sneered, turned his head and looked up and down: "This picture of rich and noble rivers and mountains has the eyes of Zeng Lao. Needless to say, from the traces and years of this painting, it is a painting of the Song Dynasty. The painting style is heroic, the color is full, and the corrosion degree is completely consistent. If what I see is correct, it is absolutely authentic, and there has been no repair or modification, at least 800 years ago."

Many palms and eyes below nodded secretly. Li Xianglin was able to speak clearly and correctly at a young age, and there was no mistake. Such ability is really not possessed by ordinary people. He is worthy of being the grandson of magic eye.

Magic eye stood behind, listened to his grandson's explanation, and nodded with a smile. It was obviously very satisfied.

Bai Lao and Yan Lao looked at each other, and there was a dignified look at the bottom of their eyes. What Li Xianglin said just now is completely consistent with their appraisal results without any deviation. It seems that it is impossible for Zhang Feng to win this time.

"Zhang Feng, this time you are completely because of us. Don't worry, we two old people still have some savings. If you lose one eye, we will feed you in the future!" Bai Lao's words are full of guilt. Obviously, he regrets that he didn't stop Zhang Feng and Li Xianglin from gambling at the beginning.

"Yes, you don't have to worry. We are all responsible for today's affairs, and we will take care of it to the end anyway." Yan Lao echoed.

People around shook their heads when they heard what Bai and Yan said. It seems that Zhang Feng will lose this time. There is no chance to turn over.

"Why? We don't dare to come up? In that case, we won't talk nonsense. What I just said should have no deviation at all. The result is doomed. I think it's OK to find someone to dig Zhang Feng's eyes."

With that, Li Xianglin asked to swing the folding fan and waved his hand.

Bang!

Outside the hall, several big men suddenly burst in, looked left and right, and went straight to old Bai and old Yan.

"What are you doing?" old Bai's face changed greatly and protected Zhang Feng for fear that the other party would hurt Zhang Feng.

"Hey, old Bai, it's a little hard for you to protect Zhang Feng now? If you want to gamble, you have to admit defeat. If you lose, you have to stand up. If you want to repent now, all three of you will lose your reputation!" the magic eye stepped forward and smiled grimly at the corners of his mouth. His triangular eyes stared at old Bai, full of ridicule and disdain.

Bai Lao's face turned red, his arms spread out and protected Zhang Feng without moving at all.

Magic eye laughed and nodded: "since old Bai is so stubborn, well, don't blame me. Magic eye is impolite. Give it to me!"

Several big men in the back immediately promised, strode towards Bai Lao, and came to Bai Lao in the twinkling of an eye.

"What do you want to do? This is the Xiangjiang auction store, not your wild place..." Bai was anxious and didn't know how to dissuade, so he simply carried out the Xiangjiang auction store.

However, the big man obviously didn't buy it. He still strode forward, walked in front of the white old man in three or two steps, stretched out his hand and thought of the white old clothes: "get out of here!"

White old man is in his thirties. Even if he wants to avoid, it's too late. He can only watch his big hand wave to himself.

Bang!

A dull noise came out, and everyone looked in the direction of Bai Lao, and secretly prayed for Bai Lao in their hearts.

But when they looked, they found that old Bai stood quietly in place, and the big man who had just opened his teeth and claws had retreated a few meters back and returned to the magic eye!

How is that possible!

Everyone stared at Bai Lao in disbelief. Bai Lao was just a palm eye, and how could he beat a young man away at such an old age?

Not to mention the crowd, even Bai Lao himself was very surprised. He clearly didn't move anything. How can such a thing happen now?

"It's better to grow your eyes on yourself. I haven't thought about letting people dig away and bully more than less. Are you guilty or afraid?"

A joking voice came from behind Bai Lao, and Zhang Feng's tall body protected Bai Lao directly.

"Zhang Feng?" old Bai's eyes lit up and he understood what had just happened.

The magic eye looked at Zhang Feng and frowned, but even if it returned to normal.

"Ha ha, you finally dare to fight, don't you? Good, good, Xianglin is waiting for you on the stage. If you want to keep your eyes, you will win. It's no use talking to me here." magic eye laughed, turned and walked towards his seat.

"Zhang Feng, Li Xianglin has a thorough view of the wealth of the country. If you want to win, I'm afraid it's very difficult. I think it's better to..."

"Now it doesn't represent myself. If I flinch, I'm afraid even the master will be implicated in the future." Zhang Feng interrupted old Yan, turned and looked at the stand and strode up.

"Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng..." Yan Lao wanted to stop Zhang Feng, but Zhang Feng had come to the stage.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect you to show up. I thought you were going to be a shrinking turtle all the time! Do you dare to bet now? I just said my appraisal. This is a real picture of wealth and wealth in the Song Dynasty, and now I want to hear your opinion." Li Xianglin looked at Zhang Feng disdainfully, please shake the folding fan, Zhang Feng did not pay any attention.

Everyone's eyes were on Zhang Feng and wanted to see what kind of ability the young man who dared to fight with magic eye grandson had.

Bai Lao and Yan Lao clenched their fists and stared at Zhang Feng nervously. They rubbed their hands anxiously, but they couldn't think of any way.

"This is indeed something of the Song Dynasty, and it is also a true picture of wealth and wealth."

Whoa!

The people waited for a long time, but they only waited until Zhang Feng completely followed the trend. They couldn't help but coax one after another and looked at Zhang Feng with contempt.

"So you admit it, don't you?" Li Xianglin's eyes lit up and winked at the big man below.

"Yes, I do admit, but it's not entirely from the Song Dynasty. There are traces of repairing and aging. Strictly speaking, it's just a remnant!"