"Huh! Feng Juankui?"

Long Qingyun stared at the purple clay teapot on the coffee table with his eyes, and took the lead in breaking the stalemate atmosphere, and said in surprise.

Wei Changfeng was suddenly stunned, looked up at Long Qingyun, showed a surprised expression, and said leisurely: "Do you understand this?"

Long Qingyun smiled embarrassedly, showed a contemptuous attitude, and sighed, "It's a pity that it's a fake."

Wei Changfeng was furious, suddenly stood up, and whispered: "Impossible, how can you talk nonsense?"

Hu Yanxiong next to him was also very surprised. This "Feng Juankui" was a favorite of Wei Changfeng.

Eight years ago, Wei Changfeng went to Lin'an City to handle a very difficult sect matter. After repeated repetitions, he finally handled it properly and felt very happy.

So after staying in Lin'an City for several days, it was a coincidence that I saw the Pavilion Master playing with this "Feng Juan Kui" in "Lixuan Pavilion". It is said that this is the Pavilion Master's private collection and is not for sale.

Wei Changfeng was very persuasive and got tired of his mouth. Later, he finally spent a lot of money to buy this "Fengjuankui".

After returning to Songbai Mountain, Wei Changfeng played with it every day and couldn't let it go. He seemed to marry a beautiful woman, so he was so happy every day.

Wei Changfeng used weapons as a pair of judges' pens. He usually likes piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and also likes to collect gold, stone and jade. He is a literary middle-aged man.

This rare "Wind Blossoming Sun" carries Wei Changfeng's elegant feelings.

However, this young boy, Long Qingyun, actually said that this "Feng Juan Kui" was a fake.

Isn't this a begging for a fight?

Wei Changfeng's eyes trembled, and a cold light shot towards Long Qingyun. His anger was so great that he was about to explode.

Long Qingyun calmly said:

"This 'Fengjuan Kui' is the pinnacle of the famous Yixing purple clay artist Gu Jingzhou. It is said that there are only four pieces in the world today."

Wei Changfeng was stunned and stared at Long Qingyun, thinking:

"It turns out that this young man in white is an expert, and he blurted out the origin of this 'Feng Juan Kui'."

Long Qingyun ignored Wei Changfeng's surprised expression and sat down on the stone bench in front of the coffee table. He took the opportunity to pick up the "Feng Juankui" in front of him.

He didn't even look at Wei Changfeng, ignoring his existence, and directly treating him as a transparent person.

When facing people who like to show off, the best way is: "to treat others with their own way."

More pretentious than him.

Hu Yanxiong sat on the stone bench, looked at Wei Changfeng and Long Qingyun with a look at him, knowing that the two of them were fighting, he shook his head helplessly.

Long Qingyun's lips raised slightly, showing a smile, looked at Hu Yanxiong, and said leisurely: "Sect Master, look, this purple clay teapot is full of sun-yellow, elegant and dignified..."

Although Long Qingyun ignored Wei Changfeng's existence, Wei Changfeng seemed to be very interested. He stood up and sat down, approached the purple clay pot, and listened with interest.

Long Qingyun turned his head, looked at Wei Changfeng contemptuously, and said coldly: "What do you listen to? Do you understand?"

Wei Changfeng looked embarrassed, but when he thought that Long Qingyun was only halfway through, he was not easy to get angry. He simply smiled lightly and became surprisingly good at cultivation.

Long Qingyun had no choice but to give up and continued:

"This 'Fengjuan' is delicate in body and has a bright glaze color, just like the clear sky when the rain passes by the clear sky, giving people a simple and elegant feeling."

Wei Changfeng nodded slightly, feeling that Long Qingyun's words were very reasonable, and used precise language to interpret the ingenious beauty of this "Feng Zhuan Kui".

Long Qingyun glanced at Wei Changfeng and said coldly:

"but......"

At this time, Wei Changfeng's heart was ups and downs and he was extremely nervous. As the "Feng Juan Kui" he had been playing with for eight years, he had been raising pots for so long.

If it is a fake, wouldn’t it be embarrassing? Wei Changfeng, who was still handsome just now, felt a sense of loss.

Hu Yanxiong didn't understand the purple clay pot and was confused when he heard it. He looked at Long Qingyun, then at Wei Changfeng, with a confused look on his face.

Long Qingyun paused, looked at Wei Changfeng with a melancholy face and continued, "Don't blame me for being too honest. I have at least three ways to tell whether this 'Feng Juan Kui' is a fake."

Wei Changfeng was suddenly shocked and said sternly:

"You guy, at a young age, are so crazy, but you are very tempted by my temper. I admire you a little. Tell me, is this "Feng Juan Kui" fake? How do you identify it?"

Long Qingyun smiled sly and said with a smile:

"Elder Wei, you can hear that the first method is starlight and melting point recognition method, and the second method is hot water breathable recognition method."

Wei Changfeng seemed to have some insight and asked anxiously: "How to do it specifically? Can you say it more specifically?"

Long Qingyun raised his sword eyebrows and said loudly: "But, I won't say it today."

Looking at Wei Changfeng's anxious look, Long Qingyun felt a sense of pleasure. A bright smile appeared on his resolute face.

Now, it was Wei Changfeng's turn to look confused.

Suddenly, when Wei Changfeng remembered the pretentious situation he was lying on a rattan chair just now, he burst into laughter:

"Haha... Why do you guys like to show off so much? It's very tempting to my appetite. I want to ask, how did you know about this "Feng Juan Kui"?"

Faced with Wei Changfeng's laughter, Long Qingyun couldn't help but laugh:

"Haha, the old master of Cuibaozhai in Lin'an City, Nanyong, Zhuo Xiwen, known as the "Sage of Gold and Stone Hand", and Liu Songquan, the owner of the "Lixuan Pavilion", are all my friends. As the saying goes, "Those who are close to the red are red, and those who are close to the ink are black." After a long time, I naturally developed some eyesight."

Wei Changfeng was inexplicably shocked and exclaimed:

"Ah... Liu Songquan, the owner of the 'Lixuan Pavilion'? Do you know? Although Zhuo Xiwen and Liu Songquan are quite famous, I am also a member of this Taoist trait. One of the four 'Fengshuishu' that exist today is in the hands of Liu Songquan. Eight years ago, Liu Songquan was reluctant to sell it, so I bought it from him."

When Long Qingyun heard this, he smiled happily:

"Haha, then I won't use the first two methods to identify it. Based on your story, you can conclude that this 'Feng Juan Kui' is indeed a fake."

Wei Changfeng was shocked and said, "Why?"

Long Qingyun said leisurely: "Because Liu Songquan, the owner of the 'Lixuan Pavilion', gave it to Mo Tianyu, the owner of the Songyang Sword Palace."

"Ah...you Liu Songquan!" Wei Changfeng couldn't help but slammed the table and sighed regretfully.

"But it's nothing. If I guessed it well, Liu Songquan, the owner of the 'Lixuan Pavilion, had no choice but to send the real 'Feng Juankui' to the Lord of the Mo Mansion, because the Lord of the Mo Mansion of Songyang Sword Mansion saved her daughter." Long Qingyun saw Wei Changfeng's depressed look and hurriedly comforted him.

Long Qingyun continued: "The Lord of the Mo Mansion is quite obsessed with the way of tea art. Lord Liu reluctantly gave up his love, and it was also to repay the other party's kindness to save his daughter. Which is more important, and Elder Wei does not need to blame Lord Liu."

"Oh..." Wei Changfeng sighed.

Long Qingyun also sighed and sighed:

"People's Master Liu also loves this 'Feng Juankui'. If I guess well, he should have created two imitations, one for you, and he keeps the other one by himself. To be honest, this imitation is quite exquisite and most people can't see it. If I don't say it today, you are still in the dark."

Wei Changfeng glared at Long Qingyun and stuttered in anger: "Am I an ordinary person?"

Long Qingyun smiled mischievously and said, "Is Elder Wei an ordinary person? I will only know after I understand?"

The air is filled with joy.

Hu Yanxiong smiled and said, "Senior Brother, what do you think of this new military advisor?"

Wei Changfeng nodded slightly, and saw Long Qingyun laughing, and couldn't help but shake his head again and said, "I don't know yet, I will only know after comparing it."

Hu Yanxiong knew the temperament of his senior brother Wei Changfeng, and he didn't say it, but he obviously had a good impression of Long Qingyun in his heart.

Hu Yanxiong felt relieved and said loudly: "Zhiyan, come here for two cups of tea!"

"Okay! Sect Master." A crisp sound rang out, pleasant and pleasant, like a yellow oriole in the valley.

In a moment.

A beautiful girl with a beautiful face, wearing a green shirt, holding a tray in her right hand and a pot of boiling water in her left hand. Her gait was light and she walked in front of the three of them.

The woman has clear eyes, clear skin tone, delicate and delicate facial features, slightly lowered her head, and a reserved and shy attitude that is beyond words. Her pretty face has a faint melancholy temperament.

It is charming, and I feel pity for you.

Long Qingyun was suddenly shocked and blurted out: "Miss Zhiyan, why have you been here?"

The woman in green raised her lowered head and saw that it was Long Qingyun. Her clear eyes suddenly appeared, and the unconcealed surprise appeared on her face, and her melancholy eyebrows gradually stretched out.

Ling Zhiyanxia flew on her cheeks, with a shy look on her face, smiled and said excitedly: "So it's Mr. Long!"

Ling Zhiyan put two Jiankangs on the tray on the coffee table, held up the "Fengjuankui" with both hands, poured tea into the two Jiankangs, and then uncovered the lid of the "Fengjuankui" pot and poured boiling water into it. The movements were neither too fast nor too slow, skillful and elegant.

After five breaths.

Ling Zhiyan said crisply: "Sect Master, please use tea, Mr. Long, please use tea!" He was dignified and generous.

Hu Yanxiong tea sips of Mengding Mountain Tea into his mouth. The taste is pure and soft, and the fragrance is mellow, and he said casually:

"Good tea, Miss Zhiyan, can you still adapt to life here?"

Ling Zhiyan smiled and said, "The Sect Master has trouble. Although I have just arrived, I am still adapting to everything here."

Wei Changfeng looked at Ling Zhiyan and said with a smile: "Yan'er, please help your adoptive father see, my 'Feng Juan Kui' is a fake."

Long Qingyun suddenly realized.

It turns out that Wei Changfeng is the sworn brother of Liu Songquan, the owner of the "Lixuan Pavilion". No wonder he is sure that "Feng Juankui" cannot be a fake.
Chapter completed!