So she spoke a little louder, which stunned Qu Guanwen.

He looked at Ran Xingyue with a dark face, and then at Ran Wennian who was facing him.

Qu Guanwen wanted to persuade her again, but he didn't know how to start.

But he was unwilling to leave like this.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence: "Mr. Qu, if you really want to ask someone to help authenticate calligraphy and paintings, you might as well ask Brother Fu to try.

Brother Fu is very capable. He can see things that even Professor Ran can't."

The person who spoke was Jin Xiaobei. At this moment, he looked like a loyal little fan of Fu Song.

Qu Guanwen was stunned: "Brother Fu? Who is Brother Fu?"

Jin Xiaobei pointed at Fu Song: "Him!"

"Him?" Qu Guanwen naturally remembered this young man.

However, thinking about what Fu Song had just said about his failure in becoming his apprentice, Qu Guanwen didn't believe that the other party was a master.

Just as he was hesitating, Fu Ziming suddenly said, "Boss Qu, don't you recognize me?"

"You..." Qu Guanwen thought hard, "You look familiar."

"I'm Fu Ziming from Yupanzhai, and Fu Zicong is my elder brother."

Bang!

Qu Guanwen slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, look at my memory, it turned out to be Master Fu.

Master Fu's craftsmanship is unique in our Jingzhou.

Your elder brother...oh, what a pity."

When talking about Fu Zicong, Fu Ziming was also sad.

But he quickly pulled Fu Song over and said, "Boss Qu, this is my eldest brother's son. He has been learning from my eldest brother since he was young.

I can't say he's even better than his master, but he's still got about 80% of his abilities."

"Really?" Qu Guanwen's eyes finally changed when he looked at Fu Song.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about asking him to help me take a look? I'll pay 30,000 yuan for the appraisal fee."

After hearing the 32,000 words, Fu Song was a little speechless.

He heard it clearly just now. The other party gave Ran Wennian 300,000.

But when it came to me, it shrank ten times in an instant.

The gap between people is too big, isn't it?

Shaking his head, Fu Song was ready to refuse.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make the money, but the process of calligraphy and painting authentication is rather complicated, and he can’t handle a lot of the professional knowledge involved.

Unexpectedly, before Fu Song could say anything, Wang Fugui next to him said, "Boss Qu, don't be fooled by these uncle and nephew.

If you say Fu Zicong is awesome, I admit it, but his son...

To be honest, after Fu Zicong passed away, Fu Song took over his father's position.

It would have been fine if we hadn't accepted the offer, but once we did, Yupanzhai's reputation plummeted, and now we're running out of money."

Fu Song looked at Wang Fugui, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

As the saying goes, don't hit people in the face and don't expose their shortcomings to their faces.

Although he hated this guy before, because he had just traveled through time, he didn't think the other party was that hateful.

But now...

He suddenly had the urge to have a heated debate with the other party.