C55 Fiery Cauldron
C55 Fiery Cauldron
Qin Yuan raised his voice and said, "Whether it is real or fake will only be known after the appraisal. I believe that Uncle also wants to know if this painting is real or fake, right?"
Du Fei felt weak in his heart and could not help but shout, "What do you mean by useless person? You obviously don't believe us. "
Qin Yuan said, "What? Are you afraid? Could it be that you're feeling guilty? As the saying goes, true gold is not afraid of fire. If this painting of yours is real, then what do you have to worry about?"
" You... " Du Fei choked on his words. In the end, he could only clench his teeth and say, "Alright, then let's get someone to appraise it. Anyway, this painting of mine is real. Why would I be afraid of you?"
Du Fei made up his mind in his heart. If this painting was really confirmed to be fake, then he would say that he was also cheated.
Just like that, Chu Gengnian knocked on the door next door and invited Yang Zhengfeng over.
Yang Zhengfeng was the vice president of the city's Appraisal Association and was about to go out to attend an appraisal meeting. Chu Gengnian politely said that he would waste a few minutes and asked him to help appraise a painting.
Yang Zhengfeng agreed. After entering the house, Chu Gengnian unfolded Tang Bohu's painting in front of Yang Zhengfeng.
Yang Zhengfeng was a senior appraisal expert in the field of calligraphy and painting antiques. Therefore, with his experience and sharp eyes, there was no need to appraise it at all. He only took a few glances before shaking his head and saying, "Old Chu, this painting is not the real work of Tang Bohu. It is just a high imitation."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
"Old Yang, you said this painting is fake?" Chu Gengnian asked.
"Of course it's fake. With my eyesight, I can tell at a glance. Alright, Old Chu, I still have an appraisal meeting to attend. I have to go now. When we have time, let's have a good drink. " Yang Zhengfeng didn't say much and directly came to a conclusion. Then he said goodbye and left.
After Yang Zhengfeng left, the people in the room looked at each other in dismay.
"Fake? That's impossible." Luo Zhilan was the first to shout, "This was bought by my husband, Du Fei, with ten million dollars. How could it be fake?"
Qin Yuan sneered, "Cousin, it's fine if you don't believe me. Don't you believe what Specialist Yang said? He is an expert of the Appraisal Association. How can his words be fake? "
"This..." Luo Zhilan was speechless for a moment. She turned her eyes to Du Fei and asked, "Du Fei, what is going on?"
Han Yu and Han Ying looked at each other and could not say anything. They did not believe what Qin Yuan said before, but they had to believe what Yang Zhengfeng said. After all, with his identity, how could he fool them?
"How, how is this possible? Could it be that this painting is really fake?" Han Yu also turned her questioning gaze to Du Fei.
"Du Fei, what is going on? ___ asked. Didn't you say that you spent tens of millions to buy it from the auction? How could it be fake? "
Luo Ming's facial expression changed as well. He thought that his son-in-law Du Fei wouldn't be fooling him on purpose. He actually gave him a fake painting.
"Du Fei, what's wrong with this painting?" Luo Ming asked.
Du Fei felt even more scared, but he could not show it. After a while, he bit the bullet and shouted, "This painting is fake. I don't know either. I was tricked."
"Dad, Mom, Zhilan, you know even if it's something from the auction. But I really don't know. At that time, the auctioneer kept saying that this painting was priceless and how precious it was. At that time, I only wanted to bid for this painting and give it to Dad. I didn't think too much about it. "
Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan sneered in his heart. Hmph, it was obvious that he had deliberately bought a fake painting to fool people, but now he said it in such a dignified manner. He had become the victim instead, throwing the blame onto the auction. What was that?
Luo Ming said, "So this painting is really fake? Sigh, I thought it was really Tang Bohu's authentic painting. I didn't expect it to be fake after all this time. To think that I have always treated it as a treasure. What is this called?"
Luo Ming sighed and sat down on the sofa. Although his tone didn't have any intention of blaming Du Fei, he still felt aggrieved in his heart.
It was actually fake. He even thought that it was a treasure and gave it to Chu Gengnian, but in the end, it was exposed. Wasn't this slapping his face? It was really embarrassing.
Feeling depressed, Luo Ming took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket and lit them. He took a deep breath and wanted to flick the ashes. But then he found that Chu Gengnian did not have an ash cylinder at home, so he instinctively reached into his pocket. He took out a self-prepared urn from his pocket, the size of a palm. He directly put it on the coffee table in front of him and flicked the ash inside.
Originally, this was a very small action and did not attract the attention of the crowd. However, when Qin Yuan saw the ash cylinder, his eyes lit up.
Ordinary jars were made of glass and were transparent. However, the urn that Luo Ming took out was actually black, even though it was shaped like an urn. It looked like a black brick that had been chiseled into a groove.
Perhaps others would find this urn very ugly when they saw it. It was different from the transparent glass urn, but Qin Yuan could immediately tell that this urn was not simple.
A silver light flashed in his eyes, and a string of words appeared in his mind.
Fire Cauldron? This urn was actually a miniature version of the Fire Cauldron?