Fake painting?
Everyone looked at Han Jianfeng in surprise.
"fart!"
"I spent more than 300,000 yuan to get this painting from a prodigal."
"Look at how big and round the sun is, and look at the sea, how blue and deep it is."
"I also asked several experts, including the famous Ghost Eye Master, and they all said it was true."
Seeing a group of relatives questioning him, Han Jianfeng felt his scalp explode: "They all said it was worth more than three million."
"How come it's fake when it comes to your mouth?"
"Ye Fei, I want you to apologize, apologize immediately."
He looked stern but said, "Otherwise it won't be over."
"That is, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
Tang Fenghua also looked contemptuous: "You are a housewife, what do you know about calligraphy and painting?"
The relatives who were shocked just now realized that they had been deceived by Ye Fei when they heard this sentence.
How could he, a loser who was supported by the Tang family, understand these profound calligraphy and paintings?
If you are really capable, you don’t need to be a door-to-door son-in-law.
"Ye Fei, if you don't understand, just shut up and don't slander Jianfeng."
"Yeah, you don't even know what kind of person you are or pretend to be a professional. Can you tell the difference between good and bad?"
“A person who can’t even find a job has the nerve to say that calligraphy and painting are fake?”
"Master Ghost Eye is the first person to appraise treasures. He told the truth, so it must be true."
Dozens of relatives all became agitated and ridiculed Ye Fei mercilessly, their voices particularly harsh.
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face was so embarrassed that she didn't even have the strength to scold her.
When will Ye Fei stop being so useless?
She was exhausted mentally and physically.
Ye Fei's face remained calm: "Dad is an antique collector and has screened countless digital paintings."
"Let dad take a look at it later, and then he will know whether it is true or false."
Han Jianfeng's heart trembled slightly, and he hesitated for no reason.
In addition to Ye Fei's calmness, there is also the fact that he did not spend 330,000 yuan to buy this painting, but spent 30,000 yuan to get it.
Although the other party repeatedly assured that it was true, he always felt that it was a bit unreal.
After all, it's so easy to pick up cheap stuff.
Now I feel a little more uneasy.
Is there really something wrong with this painting?
"What's the fuss about?"
At this time, a majestic woman yelled at the door: "What do you mean if it is as noisy as a vegetable market on such a beautiful day?"
Lin Qiuling walked in with her husband Tang Sanguo.
For a woman in her forties, time has not left many traces on her face and body.
She has a pretty appearance, snow-white skin, and her feminine charm is still there. If you don't tell her age, you can easily be mistaken for someone in your early thirties when you go out.
Rumor has it that Lin Qiuling was also a great beauty from Zhonghai when she was young, and she had countless suitors on both hands and feet.
The looks of the three Tang Ruoxue sisters were inherited from her.
However, she has a fierce and domineering style, and she is the owner of a large clinic, so she has a strong style both internally and externally.
Even the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty obeyed her advice.
Therefore, as soon as Lin Qiuling came in, the whole place fell silent.
Han Jianfeng pointed at Ye Fei and complained loudly: "Mom, it's not me who wants to make a fuss, it's that idiot Ye Fei who said that the painting I bought you is fake."
"Isn't this slandering my reputation?"
He looked aggrieved.
Ye Fei said calmly: "It was originally a lie."
"Shut up, what do you know?"
Tang Ruoxue pulled Ye Fei's sleeve angrily: "Don't be embarrassed, okay?"
Although she wanted Ye Fei to save some face for her, as Han Jianfeng said, how could Ye Fei know antique calligraphy and painting?
Lin Qiuling glanced at Ye Fei with disgust, led Tang Sanguo to the main seat and sat down: "Bring the painting over."
Lin Qiuling pointed her finger at Han Jianfeng and said, "Let your father and I take a look."
Tang Sanguo liked to collect antiques, and Lin Qiuling also learned a little bit about it.
Han Jianfeng hurriedly handed over "Moon on the Sea".
Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling took the calligraphy and painting and examined them carefully.
Three minutes later, Tang Sanguo whispered something into Lin Qiuling's ear.
Lin Qiuling raised her head and glanced at Han Jianfeng.
Displeased eyes.
Han Jianfeng wanted to die. This was clearly a fake calligraphy and painting.
Tang Ruoxue also caught this look and felt happy. Could it be that Ye Fei's fortune really changed?
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 little knowledge and have accomplished nothing, so don't point fingers at antiques and make people laugh."
"You have slandered your brother-in-law's reputation. Bring him a cup of tea and apologize properly."
"Otherwise, don't go back to the Tang family."
Ye Fei was stunned, there was obviously something wrong with this calligraphy and painting, and with the attainments of Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling, they would definitely be able to see it.
Han Jianfeng was also stunned for a moment, and then he was happy, he understood.
"Dad, Mom, take a closer look. This painting is definitely fake..." Ye Fei wanted to explain, but Lin Qiuling interrupted sharply: "What is fake?"
"You mean, your father and I are too old to use our eyesight, and we can't even distinguish the real from the fake?"
"I say it's true, and it's true."
She ordered: "Immediately apologize to your brother-in-law."
Tang Fenghua arrogantly shouted to Ye Fei: "Ye Fei, what mom said is true, why are you talking nonsense?"
"Mom, don't be angry. Ye Fei is a waste. He pretends to be a master in front of you and dad. He doesn't know what to do."
"That's right, there's no need to worry about someone who cuts in the door upside down."
"Let me just say, what does a house cook know about calligraphy and painting?
It must be slandering Jianfeng."
All the relatives laughed at Ye Fei again.
Han Jianfeng was in high spirits: "Ye Fei, come here and apologize to me."
Ye Fei looked at Lin Qiuling sharply, and a hint of joking suddenly appeared on his face.
It's not that she didn't see it, it's just that she didn't want to expose Han Jianfeng.
To her, Ye Fei was a door-to-door son-in-law, while Han Jianfeng was the owner of a construction company and a promising son-in-law.
How could Lin Qiuling hurt Han Jianfeng's face because of him?
To be continued...