Apocalypse: Picking up Attributes and Becoming Stronger

"Longyang, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Zihan also hurriedly glared at Long Chen and whispered.

Talking nonsense in front of grandpa will make grandpa angry.

"Do you believe me?"

Long Chen ignored Zhang Qingfeng's roar, but looked at Xiao Zihan and asked.

Xiao Zihan was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Long Chen to ask such a question.

For a while I didn't know how to answer.

Don't believe it? She did not believe it, but she couldn't say it.

Because no matter how trash this person is, at least in name he is Xiao Zihan's husband. If it is in the public eye, even her wife would choose not to believe it.

Then Long Yang would really be laughed to death.

So after struggling for a while, Xiao Zihan nodded.

Long Chen smiled slightly and turned his head to look at Zhang Qingfeng.

"If you say I'm a waste, then you're not as good as a waste. Since you don't give up, then I'll let you give up."

"Tang Bohu has indeed done "Rain Bamboo Picture", and the appearance is indeed very similar to this one, but unfortunately, it is only similar in the end. I have to say that the person who copied this painting is indeed very powerful, and the degree of restoration is as high as 100%. ninety."

"But unfortunately, Tang Bohu's emphasis is not on shape."

Long Chen shook his head and said regretfully, the shape is easy to imitate, but the intention is not.

Otherwise, even if it is a fake, the value of the painting is extremely high.

This knowledge was brought to him by his full-level treasure appraising technique.

After listening to Long Chen's remarks, some of the guests knew something about calligraphy and painting, and felt that what Long Chen said was quite reasonable.

Zhang Qingfeng swallowed his saliva, but still insisted.

"You're talking so much nonsense, you just learned from those novels and TV shows. What shape and meaning are too mysterious. If you really want to prove that this painting of mine is fake, then come up with evidence."

When Zhang Qingfeng saw that Long Chen was talking one by one, he was really professional, so he couldn't help being a little nervous.

But when he thought of buying it, the seller said that the similarity was over 90. Unless it was a professional, it was impossible to find the problem. Zhang Qingfeng was relieved.

As long as there is no evidence, no one will believe what Long Chen said.

"Haha, is there any evidence? I'm sorry, there really is."

Long Chen had long guessed that Zhang Qingfeng said this, and sneered.

"The person who copied the "Rain Bamboo Picture" is indeed very professional, but unfortunately, he made a small mistake, that is, the name on the stamp."

"name?"

Zhang Qingfeng looked at the last stamp on the painting.

"No problem, it's Tang Bohu written on it."

"So if you have no eyes, Tang Bohu written on it is wrong."

"Long Yang, are you out of your mind? I already said that this is Tang Bohu's painting. What's wrong with signing Tang Bohu? You really want to slander me, you can say anything."

Zhang Qingfeng said coldly.

However, he immediately discovered that the guests did not laugh this time.

Can't help but wonder, what happened to them?

"Hey, even if you want to buy fakes, you should go and learn about Tang Bohu's paintings first. The signature seal of his paintings has never been Tang Bohu, but Tang Yin. This is his name. As for Bohu, that's his. Character."

Long Chen shook his head and said.

Even if he didn't acquire the treasure appraising technique, he would know this knowledge. Zhang Qingfeng was a well-educated son of a wealthy family, but he didn't even know this basic knowledge.

(To be continued)