"You boy, you seem to have any objections to Mr. Zhang's opinion?"

The old man in white stared at Chen Fan. Chen Fan was very conspicuous in the people present because he came alone and didn't know who gave the token.

"I just laugh at this so-called ink painting. It's a bad thing to say. But you guys still believe it here. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Chen Fan said something, and everyone looked at each other. They looked at Mr. Zhang and then looked at the ink painting. They believed that Mr. Zhang's eyes would not be wrong, so the look at Chen Fan was particularly unfriendly.

Where did this guy come from? He was talking nonsense here?

"Little brother, you can eat randomly, you can't say anything randomly! Do you know who this Mr. Zhang is?

He is a famous collector. Any antique that passes through his hands can easily know its origin and have unique vision. How can someone like you slander here?”

Humane.

"Yes, a guy who is still not dry, who lets you come in here?"

Many people who know Mr. Zhang naturally defend the elders and reject Chen Fan.

But at this time, Miss Mengqi stood up:

"Since this young brother has an objection, there is no need to say so much here. He must have seen something and said that. It is better for us to listen to his opinion. We can know clearly whether it is true or false."

"Hmph! It's not that I look down on this kid, his vision can be higher than Mr. Zhang!"

"Forget it, don't argue, just let him say a few words and know if he is talking nonsense. Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"

Everyone was talking, and Old Zhang frowned and looked at Chen Fan:

"I have collected it for decades, and I will definitely not be wrong, but if you have different opinions, I can give you a chance, and you will say it.

If what you said convinces me, you can’t apologize to you. But if you can’t tell me why, don’t blame me for being rude and driving you out.”

The atmosphere at the scene was solemn for a moment. Chen Fan said:

"You don't have the ability to drive me out yet, but I can't open your eyes to you, those who are short-sighted."

Chen Fan suddenly stood up, and didn't care about everyone's blue faces, walked to the ink painting and smiled:

"Please look at this ink painting, the entire style and the ink painting used are actually just one of the better quality.

But if you want to say that the fragrance and calmness are the source of ink painting, it would be a joke. There are actually no secrets in this ink painting material. What really makes this painting unique is the drawing paper!"

"Draw paper?"

Everyone's faces changed.

"What nonsense is it? How could it be a problem with drawing paper!"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang said it was ink and wash, and this guy said it was drawing paper, which is completely different!"

"We believe in Mr. Zhang's vision."

Everyone was talking, and Chen Fan continued, "Have you ever heard of a thousand-year-old rosin drawing paper?"

"Millennium rosin?"

Everyone looked puzzled, but suddenly, Old Zhang exclaimed, "Are you talking about a red rosin tree?"

"Not bad! This kind of rosin tree is very ordinary, but that was a thousand years ago. Once the life span reaches more than a thousand years, then there will be circles of white wood in this red tree.

This wood is a thousand-year-old rosin. This rosin absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and naturally reveals a fragrance. It will benefit the heart and calm the mind and regulate the body and mind.

However, few people know about this kind of tree, and as long as the paper made of this material is not damaged, the fragrance can be retained. This is why this ink painting can calm people!"

"this……"

Everyone saw that Chen Fan was very knowledgeable and had extraordinary knowledge, and it seemed that that was the case.

But they have little knowledge and don't know that there is such a thing.

On the contrary, Mr. Zhang was stunned at the moment. In a daze, he walked over again, came to the ink painting, kept looking at it, smelling it again, and finally smelling it from the side.

Sure enough, the fragrance is close to the paper and it is thick at the end, not the problem of ink painting.

"I had the chance to see the thousand-year-old white wood of rosin, but that was a long time ago, and it was only a little bit the size of a nail, which was very fragrant.

There are indeed not many people who have seen this kind of wood, and it is even rarer to make it into paper. I didn’t expect it, but little brother, you can smell the fragrance and know the origin of this painting. This…”

Old Zhang's face changed repeatedly. He thought he was knowledgeable and it was difficult to make a thorough conclusion, but after Chen Fan's reminder, he knew it completely.

"Old Zhang, is what he said true?"

Someone said in horror.

Old Zhang nodded, "It's true!"

!

Everyone in the audience took a breath.

Chen Fan actually knew something they didn't know. He was so young and so knowledgeable that everyone had to be surprised.

Even Mr. Zhang shook his head:

"Little brother, I apologize to you. I made a mistake in my judgment just now, and what you said is true. This ink painting is indeed because of the paper of rosin, and the longer it is stored, the better the effect. I admire this little brother for such knowledge!"

Mr. Zhang bowed to Chen Fan.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, many of them looked calm, and some even apologized to Chen Fan, not to mention anything else, they were beyond their reach for this experience.

Meng Qi smiled. This little brother is really amazing.

The old man in white also snorted lightly and was not saying anything.

Everyone continued to exchange items.

At this moment, someone suddenly took out a small box and opened it, it was a small golden silkworm.

The moment he saw this thing, Meng Qi's father's expression suddenly changed. His purpose was to come here for this thing.

"Everyone, this is a very precious insect. You can come up with something equivalent to what you want to exchange for."

The man said.

After everyone took out their own things, the man was not very satisfied. Chen Fan also took a look and was not interested in this thing.

However, Meng Qi's father took out something, a ceramic black pot.

"This is a kind of jar for sealing things. Black jars. Due to the special material, anything can be sealed. As long as it can be stored, it can maintain quality for thousands of years. For example, elixirs or some special medicinal materials, it can be put in.

Everyone also knows that ordinary things cannot last for such a long time. My jar can be said to be a sealed treasure. It is worth more than tens of millions, but I like the golden cicada in the hands of this brother and can be exchanged for it. I don’t know how?"

"You're a jar that's a pot that's a worm?"

Someone asked.

Meng Qi's father smiled and said, "You can also pretend to be a worm. For example, some worm eggs can be placed inside, but they will not die for decades."

"This thing is really good, but it's useless to me. So..."
Chapter completed!