Fake paintings?

Everyone looked at Han Jianfeng in surprise.

"Fart!"

"It cost me more than 300,000 yuan to get this painting from a loser. ”

"Look at this sun, how much it is round, look at this sea, how blue and how deep. ”

"I also asked a few experts, including the famous Master of Ghost Eyes, and they all said it was true. ”

Seeing a group of relatives questioning himself, Han Jianfeng only felt his scalp explode: "They all said that it was worth more than three million." ”

"Why is it that it's fake in your mouth?"

"Ye Fei, I want you to apologize, apologize immediately. ”

He was inward-looking: "Otherwise, it's not over." ”

"That is, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. ”

Tang Fenghua also looked contemptuous: "You are a family cook, what kind of calligraphy and painting do you know?"

The relatives, who were shocked just now, realized that they had been fooled by Ye Fei when they heard this.

How could he, a waste who was raised by the Tang family, understand these profound calligraphy and paintings?

is really capable, and there is no need to be a door-to-door son-in-law.

"Ye Fei, if you don't understand, shut up, don't slander Jianfeng. ”

"Yes, don't look at what kind of person you are, what kind of professional you pretend to be, can you tell what is good and what is bad?"

"People who can't even find a job are embarrassed to say that calligraphy and painting are fake?"

"Master Ghost Eye is the first person to appreciate treasures, he said it all seriously, it must be true. ”

Dozens of relatives were all agitated, and they sneered at Ye Fei mercilessly, and their voices were particularly harsh.

Tang Ruoxue's pretty face was very embarrassed, and she didn't even have the strength to scold.

When will Ye Fei not be so useless.

She was exhausted.

Ye Fei's face remained calm: "Dad is an antique collector, and he has screened non-digital paintings. ”

"I'll let my dad take a look at it later, and I'll know if it's true or not. ”

Han Jianfeng chuckled slightly in his heart, and inexplicably hesitated.

In addition to Ye Fei's calmness, there is also the fact that he did not buy this painting for 330,000 yuan, but bought it for 30,000 yuan.

Although the other party has repeatedly assured that it is true, he has always felt that it is a bit illusory.

After all, it's too easy to pick up cheap.

Now the uneasiness is a little more disturbing.

Is there really something wrong with this painting?

"What's the noise?"

At this time, a majestic woman shouted at the door: "It's a good day, what is it like a vegetable market?"

Lin Qiuling walked in with her husband Tang Sanguo.

A woman in her forties, but the years have not left too many marks on her face.

The appearance is beautiful, the skin is snow-white, and the femininity is still there, if you don't talk about age, it is easy to be mistaken for your early thirties when you go outside.

It is rumored that Lin Qiuling was also a great beauty in Zhonghai when she was young, and her suitors couldn't count them with their hands and feet.

Tang Ruoxue's three sisters inherited her appearance.

However, she has a pungent and domineering style, and she is the owner of a large clinic, so she has a strong style both internally and externally.

Even Tang Sanguo obeyed her.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Qiuling came in, the audience was instantly quiet.

Han Jianfeng pointed at Ye Fei and complained: "Mom, it's not that I want to quarrel, it's Ye Fei's idiot who said that the painting I bought for you is fake." ”

"Isn't that a slander against my reputation? ”

He looked aggrieved.

Ye Fei said lightly: "It's originally fake." ”

"Shut up, what do you know?"

Tang Ruoxue angrily pulled Ye Fei's sleeve: "Don't be ashamed, okay?"

Although she wanted Ye Fei to fight for some face, as Han Jianfeng said, how could Ye Fei understand antique calligraphy and painting?

Lin Qiuling glanced at Ye Fei in disgust, and led Tang Sanguo to the main seat and sat down: "Take the painting." ”

Lin Qiuling pointed at Han Jianfeng: "Let me and your father take a look." ”

Tang Sanguo likes to collect antiques, and Lin Qiuling also learned a little fur.

Han Jianfeng hurriedly handed over "Moon on the Sea".

Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling took the calligraphy and painting and examined it carefully.

Three minutes later, Tang Sanguo muttered in Lin Qiuling's ear.

Lin Qiuling raised her head and glanced at Han Jianfeng.

The eyes are displeased.

Han Jianfeng wants to die, this is obviously a fake of calligraphy and painting.

Tang Ruoxue also caught this look, and her heart was happy, could it be that Ye Fei really came to work?

But Lin Qiuling's next words directly poured a basin of cold water on Tang Ruoxue.

"This calligraphy and painting is real, a real work of Wu Daozi. ”

Lin Qiuling looked directly at Ye Fei and asked with a straight face: "Ye Fei, you have shallow knowledge and can't achieve anything, so don't point fingers at antiques and make people laugh." ”

"You slandered your brother-in-law's reputation, and apologized to him with a cup of tea. ”

"Otherwise, you won't go back to Tang's house. ”

Ye Fei was stunned, there was obviously something wrong with this calligraphy and painting, with the attainments of Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling, he would definitely be able to see it.

Han Jianfeng was also stunned, and then he was overjoyed, he understood.

"Dad, Mom, take a closer look, this painting is definitely fake...... Ye Fei still wanted to explain, but Lin Qiuling interrupted sharply: "What is fake?"

"You mean, your father and I are old, our eyes are not good, and we can't even tell the real from the fake?"

"I say it's true, it's true. ”

She ordered: "Apologize to your brother-in-law immediately." ”

Tang Fenghua shouted to Ye Fei arrogantly: "Ye Fei, my mother said it was true, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

"Mom, don't be angry, Ye Fei is a waste, pretending to be an expert in front of you and your father, I don't know what to say. ”

"It's just that it's an upside-down door, there's no need to care. ”

"I'll just say, what kind of calligraphy and painting do family cooks know?

It must have slandered Jianfeng. ”

A group of relatives laughed at Ye Fei again.

Han Jianfeng was in high spirits: "Ye Fei, get over here and apologize to me." ”

Ye Fei looked at Lin Qiuling with sharp eyes, and a hint of banter suddenly appeared on his face.

It's not that she didn't see it, but she didn't want to demolish Han Jianfeng.

Ye Fei is a door-to-door son-in-law for her, while Han Jianfeng is the boss of a construction company and a promising son-in-law.

How could Lin Qiuling hurt Han Jianfeng's face because of him.

Tang Ruoxue's face was gloomy: "Ye Fei, apologize." ”

Tang Fenghua snorted: "Don't apologize yet?"

Do you want to make your parents angry?"

Ye Fei smiled, smiling brightly, so many people bullying themselves is really the original sin of the weak.

In the past, Ye Fei would definitely bow his head and slap himself twice to apologize, but he didn't want to back down tonight.

Giving in will only make the other party gain an inch, and it will also hurt the people around you.

"Zi-" Ye Fei took a step forward, raised his fingers, and pinched them.

The material of the painting is cloth, and this pinch, there is suddenly an extra thread, and then Ye Fei pulled it violently.

"Wow-" The painting that claimed to be three million was destroyed by Ye Fei in an instant, and Tang Ruoxue's face changed dramatically.

Han Jianfeng was furious: "Ye Fei, what are you doing?"

Ye Fei ignored everyone's gaze, and directly pulled out a thin thread and threw it on the table.

"Nylon thread!"

"Synthetic fibers!"

"Born in 1938!"

"Wu Daozi, who is more than 700 years old, traveled over and painted?"

The audience was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

Tang Fenghua also snorted suddenly, her mouth opened wide, and her face was incredulous.

They originally wanted to see Ye Fei's jokes, but they were simply and rudely slapped in the face by Ye Fei.

Modern nylon threads appeared in paintings 700 years ago, and even fools know that it is impossible.

A sword seals his throat! Han Jianfeng's cheeks were hot and painful.

Lin Qiuling's face was also gloomy and ugly.

"Even if this painting is fake, it is a hundred times better than your ginseng fruit. ”

Seeing that a group of relatives despised her husband, Tang Fenghua couldn't hold it back and took out Ye Fei's box.

Open it.

She poured out the ginseng fruit and slammed it on the table.

"We were deceived by someone by pretending to paint it, and it was disrespectful to give it to my father for his birthday. ”

"But what about you?"

"If you give ginseng fruit to your father as a gift, you will still sell it on the ground, and you will eat the dead. ”

Tang Fenghua pointed at Ye Fei and scolded: "Compared to your gift, we are a hundred times better." ”

Han Jianfeng also directly buttoned his hat: "The ginseng fruit is so ugly, do you want to poison Dad?"

Everyone looked at the ugly red ginseng fruit and accused Ye Fei of bad intentions.

Tang Ruoxue frowned and pulled Ye Fei's sleeve: "Ye Fei, don't you pay compensation to your mother." ”

Ye Fei didn't make amends, but just pointed to the ginseng fruit: "Mom and Dad, do you also think this is a stall?"

Tang Sanguo stared at it, and suddenly his eyelids jumped, and his eyes showed shock.

He was about to stand up and shout, but was pulled by Lin Qiuling.

"It's ugly, it's red, it's pungent. ”

Lin Qiuling stared at Ye Fei and shouted, "What is this not a stall?"

"On his birthday, you sent this to your father, because he thought he would have a long life?"

Lin Qiuling reprimanded sharply: "Your brother-in-law is right, no matter how bad the fake painting is, it is better than your vicious heart." ”

She defended Han Jianfeng.

The firepower instantly shifted to Ye Fei.

Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fei angrily, is this bastard going to make a big deal and make himself even more embarrassed?

"Did you hear that?"

Han Jianfeng laughed fiercely: "Fool, if you want me to make a fool of myself, it is not myself who will be embarrassed in the end." ”

Ye Fei looked at Lin Qiuling and Tang Sanguo and asked, "My gift is really rubbish?"

"What's not garbage?"

Tang Feng's face was cold: "In my opinion, garbage is not as good." ”

Ye Fei was disappointed, disappointed in the Tang family, and stopped giving face.

He picked up the ginseng fruit and snapped it, and while gnawing on it, he turned on his mobile phone and projected a piece of news on the screen: "At noon today, the annual auction of rare treasures ended successfully in the Fugui Hall of Zhonghai Wuzhou Hotel. ”

"A leading ginseng fruit from Kunlun Mountain, which is rare to see for a hundred years, was auctioned at a sky-high price. ”

"Ms. Song Hongyan of the Five Lakes Group got it for three million ......" On the screen, the host was impassioned, not only playing the picture of the auction house, but also showing the ginseng fruit.

Ugly, red, shaped like a dragon's head, the same as what Ye Fei ate in his mouth.

Even the code of the box on the table is exactly the same as on TV, ninety-nine-eighty-one...... Ginseng fruit?

Kunlun Mountain?

Rare to see in a hundred years?

Million?

Everyone was completely stunned, and Lin Qiuling grabbed her clothes.

A strong sense of regret rushed to my mind......