Best Assassin Son-in-law

Jiang Feng looked at Luo Hongxia with a smile on his face, which made Luo Hongxia quite nervous.    

    

Because Jiang Feng had seen him with the same expression when they were gambling on horses, and everyone else, including Luo Hongxia, had lost to Jiang Feng.    

    

"Since you're so sure, then tell me, what is your basis for buying the Longevity Map?"    

    

Luo Hongxia knew all this, but she didn't want to be outdone by Jiang Feng.    

    

Uncle hasn't said it before, but they've already bought the painting's real work. Your painting is naturally a fake, and this is the biggest foundation.    

    

Luo Hongxia arrogantly said to Jiang Feng.    

    

Even the others thought that the painting in Wang Guoqiang's hands was a fake.    

    

"Jiang Feng, shut up. Do you think that the people we lost aren't big enough?"    

    

Wang Guoqiang snapped.    

    

"Cao Lin, this son-in-law of yours is quite interesting. I wonder where you guys recruited him from?"    

    

Someone asked, causing Cao Lin's expression to become even more unsightly.    

    

"Jiang Feng, I'll deal with you when we get back. Shut up first. If it's because of you that the old man is unhappy, I won't forgive you."    

    

Cao Lin said sternly to Jiang Feng.    

    

"Mom, why can't you believe Jiang Feng just once? Jiang Feng spent a lot for this picture of the mountain, it definitely can't be a fake."    

    

It was one thing for people not to believe Jiang Feng, but for Cao Lin and Wang Guoqiang not to believe Jiang Feng either, which Wang Rou did not understand.    

    

Everyone was against Jiang Feng. Logically speaking, they should be with Jiang Feng, but that wasn't the case.    

    

Jiang Feng lightly patted Wang Rou's back.    

    

"Don't be angry, it can't be fake, it can't be fake either."    

    

Lin Hao asked after hearing Wang Rou's words.    

    

"Wang Rou, you said that Jiang Feng paid a huge price for this painting. I wonder if you can tell me exactly how much he spent on this painting?"    

    

"Two million yuan? And there was even a Master Yang who said that Jiang Feng would never buy it back, so this painting could never be a fake like you guys said. Otherwise, how could he be willing to buy it at such a high price?"    

    

Wang Rou told Lin Hao about the situation of the day simply.    

    

"As expected, he's still too young. Do you know how much I spent to buy this painting?" Twelve million and this painting of yours is not even worth a dime of mine, how could it be real? Furthermore, the painting was not painted by Tang Yinn at all. "    

    

"Wang Rou, I believe that the old man has received your kind intentions. But as for this fake, it's better not to offer it to the old man. Don't dirty his eyes."    

    

Lin Hao said proudly.    

    

Wang Rou was angry, and Cao Lin and Wang Guoqiang were equally angry, except that they were angry with Jiang Feng.    

    

Without explaining, Jiang Feng took the map from Wang Guoqiang.    

    

In front of all the relatives and guests, he unfurled his picture of the mountain and presented it to everyone.    

    

"I admit that my picture of the mountain of longevity isn't the original one, but it definitely isn't a fake either. This is a genuine work of Tang Yinn."    

    

The picture of the birthday was presented in front of everyone, no matter if it was the brush tip, the line, or the scent of the painting, they all deeply attracted the attention of no one in the hall. If Lin Hao hadn't said that the picture in his hand was real, no one would have been able to tell that the picture in Jiang Feng's hand was fake.    

    

Sitting on the main seat, Cao Huan was also attentively looking at the map in Jiang Feng's hand. However, because of the distance, he couldn't see it clearly. However, he could already feel the charm that was transmitted by the map.    

    

Cao Huan had studied calligraphy and paintings, and he had a collection of Tang Yinn's calligraphies in his house, and he knew a little about Tang Yinn's paintings.    

    

Cao Huan stood up from his seat and walked in front of Jiang Feng, snatching the map of the mountain, carefully observing it.    

    

Looking at the old man's shocking actions, Luo Hongxia felt even more uncertain. She elbowed Cao Xuemao, who was sitting beside her, back down.    

    

"You said that Jiang Feng's picture of the mountain of longevity couldn't be real, right?"    

    

Luo Hongxia asked in a low voice. Since Cao Huan was right beside her, Luo Hongxia didn't dare to speak out loud as she was too focused on the map of the mountain, afraid of disturbing the old man.    

    

Cao Xuemao shook his head.    

    

"Didn't you hear what your uncle said? His Longevity Map was bought for more than 12 million, but Jiang Feng only spent 2 million on it. Which one is real? Which one is fake?"    

    

"I can't guarantee that my uncle's map of the mountains will be real, but I do believe that the cheaper one can't be real."    

    

Luo Hongxia agreed with Cao Xuemao.    

    

However, the two of them did not know that the antiques people were talking about "Picking up a loophole", and Jiang Feng really did pick up the loophole, which was why he got this map of the mountain. If he was a little bit later, Master Yang would have bought the map of the mountain.    

    

Lin Zhixiang came back and looked at the two men talking.    

    

"Look at the two of you, I went to the Chu Prefecture specifically to obtain the Mausoleum of Books, I found a lot of people, a lot of connections, and finally got this Mausoleum of Books. It definitely can't be fake, and I've also asked, this Mausoleum of Books was indeed bought from a collector abroad."    

    

"He only sold it to me at a cheap price because he wanted our Chinese products to be returned to their owners. With his spirit, it's possible that it's a fake. I even got an expert to appraise it. It's ten thousand percent real."    

    

Luo Hongxia and Cao Xuemao were relieved to hear Lin Zhixiang's explanation, and looked at Jiang Feng sympathetically.    

    

Now that the old man had personally checked, if he found out that Jiang Feng dared to use a fake painting to fool him, he definitely wouldn't forgive Jiang Feng.    

    

"Men, go and get that map of the mountain that Zhixiang gave us."    

    

Cao Huan looked at the painting in his hand for a while before saying, "No one here knows what the old gramps wants."    

    

"Red Clouds, Xueming, the two of you, come over here. Take the painting."    

    

Luo Hongxia and Cao Xuemao dared not disobey, each holding a painting.    

    

The two paintings appeared in front of everyone at the same time.    

    

Looking at the two identical pictures of the mountain of longevity, everyone was stunned. They could tell which one was real and which one was fake.    

    

No one could say now that Jiang Feng's paintings were fake, that even Lin Zhixiang couldn't tell.    

    

But Lin Zhixiang was angry. He had bought the painting for over twelve million, and Jiang Feng had only bought over two million.    

    

Fortunately, Jiang Feng also admitted that his paintings were not original works, but copied by Tang Yinn.    

    

However, even if it was copied by Tang Yinn, it definitely wasn't something that could be bought with 2 million yuan. The only explanation was that the painting in Jiang Feng's hands was very likely to have been intentionally forged by someone like Tang Yinn.