Revenging Son-in-law

"If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you" Qin Yuan walked over and opened the two paintings.    

    

He first pointed at the painting of Luo Shen and said, "This is the painting of Gu Kaizhi, a famous painter from the East Jin Dynasty."    

    

Then he pointed at the painting of Tang Bohu's apricot cottage and said, "This is the painting of Tang Bohu, one of the four great scholars of the Ming Dynasty."    

    

"Whether it is the East Jin Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, it is already very far away from our current era. First of all, from the ink perspective, the painting of the Ming Dynasty. Due to the passage of time, in terms of ink and color, there is a sense of ancientness. Furthermore, there is a layer of undetectable frost on the paintings, and there are even moldy moss. "    

    

" Look, these two paintings look very ancient from the outside, and they both have frost and moldy moss. However, if they are truly old, the frost and moldy moss on them will not be easily wiped away. For example, this painting of the Luoshen Dynasty. "    

    

As Qin Yuan spoke, he gently rubbed the frost and moss on the Luoshen Fu painting with his finger, but there were no traces of the frost and moss being wiped away.    

    

"It can't be wiped off. This means that it has been too long. The frost and moss have been soaked in this painting. It is enough to prove that my father's Luoshen Fu painting is the real one. Then look at Tang Bohu's apricot cottage painting."    

    

Qin Yuan placed his finger on Tang Bohu's painting again and used the same method to gently rub the white frost and moss on it.    

    

This time, he only used a slight force and the frost and moss on it were scraped off.    

    

"Look, the frost on this painting can be shaved off, which means it's fake. It's obviously disguised as old or smokey."    

    

"In ancient times, the old painting was ink with 30% of the ink. It was said to be strong enough to penetrate paper. The ink would be deeply immersed in the material of the painting. If it was a fake painting, then... Because the era was not long ago, the ink would only float on the surface. It will only make people feel light and not calm, bright and not thick."    

    

Qin Yuan spoke with confidence and assurance. Everyone was stunned. Even Chu Zijing was stunned. She thought to herself, When did this useless husband of hers learn some knowledge about appraising calligraphy and paintings? He actually spoke so clearly?    

    

Luo Ming's family was also shocked. They looked at Qin Yuan in surprise. Wasn't this guy a useless son-in-law? How could he know how to appraise calligraphy and paintings?    

    

Du Fei couldn't help but curse, "Enough, you useless trash. Do you know how to appraise calligraphy and paintings? Stop putting on an act. Just based on what you said just now, do you think this painting of Tang Bohu is fake? Who would believe that? "    

    

As a veteran collector of antique paintings, Chu Gengnian knew that what his son-in-law, Qin Yuan, said was right. The most important aspect of verifying the authenticity of the painting was the ink.    

    

Qin Yuan sneered." If what I said just now was not enough to prove that Tang Bohu's painting is fake, then we will appraise it from the imprint now. "    

    

"We all know that some artists in ancient times will mark the later parts of the painting after they finish it. Either it's their own name or their own name. Or some other symbols that symbolize his or her identity. "    

    

"Let's take a look at Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting now. Below the painting is the signature of Tang Bohu, 'Tang Yin'. Tang Bohu does indeed have such a habit. Behind every painting is the word 'Tang Yin'. This is to prove that this is his work. "    

    

Before Qin Yuan could finish his words, Luo Ming said, "Yes, Tang Bohu has such a habit. Don't you see that there are two words' Tang Yin 'at the end of my painting? Doesn't it prove that this is Tang Bohu's work? What else do you have to say? "    

    

Luo Ming pointed at the two words' Tang Yin 'behind the painting and refuted Qin Yuan.    

    

Du Fei sneered and said, "That's right. There are two words' Tang Yin 'at the back of the painting. It's enough to prove that this is Tang Bohu's work."    

    

Qin Yuan said, "On the surface, it does look like the two words' Tang Yin ', but look carefully. Is there a horizontal line under the cover of this' Tang Yin '?"    

    

Hmm? Everyone was stunned. Then, they followed Qin Yuan's finger and looked at the 'Tang Yin'. They wouldn't know if they didn't look at it, but they were really shocked when they saw it.    

    

That's right. The word 'Yin' was originally the cover of the word 'treasure'. With a horizontal word, the word' by 'was added, and the word' eight 'was added at the bottom. However, when he took a closer look at the word 'Yin' on the bottom of the painting... There was indeed one less horizontal line at the bottom of the word' treasure '.    

    

"This means that the person who copied this painting back then intentionally left some traces behind. To prove that this painting was copied and not a real one. Of course, if you don't look carefully at this tiny trace... We can't find it at all." Qin Yuan said.    

    

"This..." Luo Ming's facial expression changed immediately. He thought to himself, My son-in-law, Du Fei, did he really create a fake painting to fool me? It can't be, right?    

    

Chu Gengnian quickly took out his reading glasses and looked at the painting carefully. Finally, he nodded and said, "Qin Yuan seems to be right. Whether it is from the ink or the 'Yin' of Tang Yin on the signature. There seems to be a flaw."    

    

Du Fei's old face turned red and he was secretly furious. In fact, this painting was indeed fake. It was a high imitation that he bought for thousands of yuan and gave to his father-in-law, Luo Ming.    

    

Du Fei's annual salary was five million yuan. A mere five million yuan salary was enough to treat him as an upper-class person. What auction was he going to attend? And he was going to bid for Tang Bohu's authentic work for ten million? This was nonsense. To put it bluntly, it was just posturing.    

    

His annual salary of five million was far from that of a billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions. He was even less qualified to participate in any high-end internal auction, much less bid for Tang Bohu's authentic work.    

    

But this fellow loved posturing. In order to make his father-in-law think highly of him, anyway, this father-in-law of his was just a country bumpkin. He couldn't tell whether the painting was real or fake at all. It was as simple as fooling an ant.    

    

Du Fei also felt that an old man like Chu Gengnian liked to collect antiques and paintings. He could not tell the authenticity of the calligraphy and paintings, so he decided to raise his pretentiousness to a higher level. He asked his father-in-law to treat this painting as Tang Bohu's real work and give it to Chu Gengnian. He wanted to pretend again in front of Chu Gengnian's family, but he never thought that... Today, he actually met someone who knew his stuff in Chu Gengnian's house.    

    

What surprised him even more was that this person who knew what he was doing was actually the useless son-in-law of Chu Family, Qin Yuan. This guy actually knew how to appraise calligraphy and paintings. Was he really a useless person?    

    

At this moment, Du Fei's heart was feeling a little weak. Originally, he was using this high imitation painting as a fake painting to show off. If he really got exposed at that time, it would not be good if he got slapped in the face.    

    

However, he quickly calmed down and quickly analyzed the current situation. He admitted that Qin Yuan's two points were right. Those two points just now were enough to prove that Tang Bohu's painting was fake. But Qin Yuan was a useless person, a useless person. Who would believe it? Whoever believed him would be an idiot.    

    

Therefore, Du Fei couldn't help but shout, "Everyone, don't believe Qin Yuan's words. I think you all know what kind of person he is better than me. Can you believe what he said?"    

    

Du Fei turned his eyes to Han Ying and said, "Second Aunt, tell me about this useless son-in-law of yours. Does he know how to appraise calligraphy and paintings?"    

    

Of course, Han Ying shook her head. "Aiyo, our family's useless son-in-law usually only knows how to do housework and cook. How could he know how to appraise calligraphy and paintings?"    

    

Du Fei turned to Chu Zijing and said, "Cousin, Qin Yuan is your husband. He has been married to your family for five years. Tell me, does your husband know how to appraise paintings?"    

    

"This... Of course he doesn't know." Chu Zijing was also telling the truth because her useless husband really did not know how to appraise calligraphy and paintings. Not to mention appraising calligraphy and paintings, he usually walked around the pot table. He had never even seen real calligraphy and paintings before.    

    

Du Fei was like a victorious person as he suddenly clapped his hands. He raised his voice and said proudly, "Isn't this the end? We all know what kind of person Qin Yuan is. He doesn't know anything about calligraphy and paintings. He even pretended to say that Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting are fake. That's nonsense. "    

    

Du Fei looked at Qin Yuan with disdain, then sneered and said, "Enough. We are all family. There is no need to ruin the atmosphere because of these useless words. Second Uncle, you can be at ease. I, Du Fei, promise you that. This painting of Tang Bohu is definitely authentic. I spent tens of millions to buy it from the auction inside. How can it be fake? "    

    

"This..." Chu Gengnian hesitated. Although he felt that what Qin Yuan said made sense, Du Fei's confidence made him unable to tell whether it was real or fake.    

    

Du Fei continued to pretend to be cool and said, "Second Uncle, you can keep this painting. If this painting is fake, I, Du Fei, am willing to jump down from this building."    

    

Han Ying heard this and felt relieved. She hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, Du Fei, of course we believe you. Of course this painting is real. How can you make a fake painting to fool us? On the contrary, Qin Yuan, this good-for-nothing, did not understand a fart. He's still putting on an act. We don't believe his words at all. Don't be angry, don't be angry. "    

    

After saying that, Han Ying glared fiercely at Qin Yuan. "You shameful thing. Why are you meddling in this?"    

    

Qin Yuan suddenly raised his voice and said, "Du Fei, right? What did you just say? If this painting is fake, are you willing to jump down from here? "    

    

Du Fei patted his chest and said, "That's right. I said it. What do you want?"    

    

"Then do you keep your promise?"    

    

"Nonsense. A man is a man of his word. A mouthful of saliva, a carrot, and a trap. Of course I keep my word."    

    

"Okay." Qin Yuan suddenly slapped his palm. "This is what you said. Don't regret it."    

    

Han Ying glared at Qin Yuan fiercely again. "Wretched loser, what exactly do you want to do? Can you not cause trouble here? Hurry up and get the hell back to your room."    

    

Qin Yuan raised his voice again and said," I know I'm a useless person in your eyes. I have nothing to do with you. You don't believe what I said, but you have to believe what I said. "    

    

Hearing this, everyone frowned. They did not know what Qin Yuan was trying to do.    

    

Qin Yuan turned to his father-in-law, Chu Gengnian. "Dad, if I remember correctly, you have an old friend who is an expert in appraising calligraphy and paintings. He is the vice president of our city's antique painting appraisal association. He lives next door to us. Right? "    

    

Chu Gengnian said, "You are talking about Old Yang. That's right, that's right. Now that you mention it, it reminds me that there is an appraisal expert living next door to our house."    

    

Chu Gengnian turned his eyes to everyone and said," Old Yang, Yang Zhengfeng, I believe you all have heard of him. He is an expert of our city's appraisal association, and he is the vice president. He has been my good friend for many years, and he lives next door to my house. Hey, Yuan, you mean... "    

    

" My meaning is very simple. If you want to know whether this Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting is real or fake? Can't you just ask Uncle Yang to come and appraise it? Anyway, I will live next door. " Qin Yuan said.