Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 243 My Back Is Bad
"Oh? Coincidentally, my appraisal has just been completed!"

Wang Xiaohu grinned, and looked at Master Song calmly with his hands behind his back.

"Hmph, impossible? I don't believe you can appraise so many antiques in 3 minutes!"

Master Song snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

"Tch, you brat, just brag! I didn't even see your identification, but you just touched it from the beginning to the end. How could it be possible to identify the authenticity!"

"The dead duck has a stubborn mouth, and I will make a mistake in a while, and you will see it!"

All the treasure appraisers in Tianbao Pavilion sneered at Wang Xiaohu, their faces were full of contempt.

"Hehe, Wang Xiaohu, young people can be arrogant, but they can't be too arrogant!"

Master Song smiled coldly. After appraising more than a dozen antiques in 3 minutes, the sky is completely a fantasy. He has already decided that Wang Xiaohu is just pretending to be stubborn: "Boy, for the sake of your younger generation, I can Give you a chance, as long as you...!"

"No need!" Master Song was interrupted by Wang Xiaohu before he finished speaking: "If you have a chance, you should leave it to yourself!"

"You...!" Master Song was about to explode, but when he heard Wang Xiaohu's next words, his pupils shrank instantly.

"Really!" "Impossible?" Master Song stared at Wang Xiaohu in amazement, then took a deep breath and calmed down: "Yes, this is just the first one, and there are so many more in the future, he must have only looked at it." The first few pieces must be like this!"

"True...true...false!" As soon as Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth, he determined the authenticity of several antiques without a pause.

"How did this happen? Five pieces? All right?"

Master Song stared at Wang Xiaohu with wide eyes, like a monster: "He must only know the authenticity of these five pieces, and didn't look at the latter at all. It must be like this, otherwise why would he stop suddenly!"

"Ahem!" Wang Xiaohu reached out to pick up the teacup, cleared his throat, and spoke again, instantly shattering the last illusion in Master Song's mind.

"True...true...false...true...!"

"Pah, pah, pah!" The sounds echoed in his mind like thunder, giving Master Song an unreal feeling like a dream.

"Fake!" Wang Xiaohu said the last word, and the audience fell silent for an instant. All appraisers stared at Master Song curiously, waiting for the final result.

"Tell me, can Wang Xiaohu be completely right?"

"How is this possible? More than a dozen items in 3 minutes. Even eating steamed buns is not that fast!"

"But, Master Wang seems to be full of confidence!"

"It's obviously a fake!"

"Makes sense!"

"Master!" The young man pushed Master Song, who was still in a daze, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "Master, he's finished!"

"Ah?" Master Song looked at Wang Xiaohu in disbelief as if he had just woken up from a dream, his face turned blue and red.

"Master, announce the result quickly, he must have guessed wrong!"

"That's right, how can this guess be right? Let's wait and see three bows and nine kowtows!"

"Master, you don't need to be kind to this kind of arrogant person, just announce the result! If he dares not to kneel, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Several appraisers of Tianbao Pavilion looked arrogant, their nostrils were not up to the sky.

Listening to the urging voices of his apprentices, Master Song's face was as dark as an iron pot, kindness, it's me who wants to kneel down, okay?
"Kneel down!" Master Song let out a low growl, his eyes sternly sweeping over several disciples.

"I heard that there is no boy, why does my master ask you to kneel down?"

"Whatever you look at, it's useless if you don't accept it. If you lose, you lose. Don't you want to break your promise? Let the brothers kneel down for you!"

"Kneel down, be quick, our master is waiting for you!"

Several appraisers shouted arrogantly.

There was a slap of "pa", and the entire hall was instantly shaken.

The young man looked at Master Song in amazement and said, "Master, you...why did you hit me!"

"That's right, Master, why did you hit Senior Brother!"

Several treasure appraisers also looked confused.

"Papa papa!" The sound of slaps was continuous like setting off firecrackers, the old man raised his hand and slapped each apprentice on the face.

"I'm talking about you!" Master Song roared with red eyes, "Why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake to Master Wang!"

"Master, you..." "Huh?" Several disciples just wanted to speak, but they were stared back by Master Song. In an instant, they all knelt powerlessly in front of Wang Xiaohu like defeated roosters, but the look in their eyes It is silver fire.

"Ahem, Master Wang!" Master Song coughed dryly twice, leaned in front of Wang Xiaohu, picked up the teacup himself and said with a shy smile, "I have a bad waist, look...or let my disciples take me Kneel down!"

"Huh?" Wang Xiaohu groaned and looked at Master Song with drooped eyelids. He couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart. This old man was really shameless and showed no mercy to his disciples.

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu didn't take his own tea, Master Song's brow was covered with cold sweat.

"Master Wang, I am blind this time, I hope you can forgive me!"

Master Song lowered his head, held the tea in both hands, and looked extremely respectful.

"Well, after all, respecting the old and loving the young is the fine tradition of our Appreciation Circle!"

Wang Xiaohu smiled lightly, and took the teacup: "I really can't bear to kneel down at your age, I'll drink this tea, and let your apprentice do the kneeling for you!"

"Master Wang is righteous!" Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, Master Song breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty.

"I'm going, isn't it, this... this Wang Xiaohu really won? I'm not dreaming!"

"How is this possible? How on earth did he do it!"

"This old man is so shameless! Becoming his apprentice is really unlucky for eight lifetimes. He got slapped for no reason, and even kneels down!"

The moment he turned his head and returned to his seat, the originally hale and hearty Master Wang seemed to be ten years older in an instant.

Squinting his eyes at the heroic figure above the chairman, he sighed bitterly: "Hey, it really is the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead! I am old, I am old, and I can't accept my old age!"

"Here, Wang Xiaohu... is going to be invincible, even Master Song fell into his hands, who dares to provoke him!"

"That's right! It's fierce! Originally, I wanted to get lucky, but I'll forget it now. After all, it's too embarrassing to kneel down and serve tea in front of so many appraisers!"

Looking at the large group of treasure appraisers kneeling in front of Wang Xiaohu, the treasure appraisers around who were eager to try shook their heads instantly, and the whole hall became much more stable for a while.

"Tch, I thought it would be so easy to fool around, how could it be so easy, the first seat is not easy to sit in!"

Looking at the dejected looks of each one, the cat and kitten on the second floor pouted and winked at the housekeeper Han Zhen.

Han Zhen nodded understandingly, and walked to the microphone again.

"Everyone, the honorary president of this treasure appraisal exchange meeting will receive a cash reward of 1000 million. I hope everyone can work hard!"

"Hiss, 1000 million? Did I hear correctly?"

Hearing Han Zhen's words, the audience erupted instantly.

(End of this chapter)