The system asks me to pick up trash

Originally, Xiao Yi didn't want to get involved in their nonsense, but now he had to fight back.

Think about it, Tang Bohu was a famous talent in the Ming Dynasty. From ancient times to the present, his name is almost a household name, and his paintings are even more precious.

What ability and qualification does an ordinary person have to find such a precious ancient painting?

From this point, Xiao Yi judged that Lu Weina's painting was undoubtedly fake.

But for these people, the evidence of fake paintings must be exposed.

Xiao Yi stood up, and slowly walked towards the painting next to the cabinet.

Pick up the painting and look at it carefully.

Lu Xialai exaggeratedly said: "It's very precious, you have to handle it carefully so as not to damage it."

Xiao Yi ignored him at all, looked at the inscription and seal of the painting, and at the back of the painting, he could see all the loopholes in the fake painting.

When Xiao Yi was studying art in college, he was very serious, especially the methods of identifying fake paintings.

It seems that it is impossible to learn any knowledge in vain. Now that it is really used, using those classic methods of appreciating the authenticity of paintings, Xiao Yi believes that this is a fake painting.

Xiao Yi glanced at everyone, and said to Lu Xia:

"Brother, you are undoubtedly a fake painting. How much did you pay for it?"

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, everyone in the room was stunned. How could such a simple painting be fake?
Lu Xia came to look at Xiao Yi with disdain, you're just a bastard waiting to die, and you come to slander the paintings I bought as fake?
"You know a fart, you can talk nonsense, but I paid a lot of money to buy this from ancient players, how could it be fake?"

Seeing that Lu Xialai was a little angry, the rest of the relatives came to help him accuse Xiao Yi:
"You don't have money to give gifts to the old man, so don't hurt people by saying that they bought fake paintings."

"This painting is so good, simple and vicissitudes, people can't help admiring at a glance, how could it be fake?"

"You just don't have the money to buy gifts, and you don't like other people's kindness. As the eldest grandson, how could he buy a fake painting for his grandfather."

"Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi became worse and worse."

The relatives saw that Lu Xia became richer every day after he came to the foreign company, and they all wanted to curry favor with him, so of course they had to stand by his side.

He slapped Xiao Yi with derogatory words.

Lu Wei was even more upset. He looked down on this third sister very much, but he didn't expect her son to be so ignorant of current affairs.

He slandered his son for buying a fake painting.

Lu Weibai glanced at Lu Nianqing blankly: "Third sister, your son is too uneducated, in front of so many people, you said that my son bought fake paintings to fool his grandfather.

My son is an employee of a foreign company earning millions of dollars in annual salary, he is beyond the imagination of an idiot, how could he buy fake paintings? "

Lu Nianqing was so ashamed of what she said, and said to Xiao Yi angrily:

"You can't stop talking, and you can sell you as a dumb?"

Xiao Yi shrugged indifferently, and said: "Grandpa's [-]th birthday, many people came, not just our relatives.

When the time comes, let people see that this is a fake painting, and prevent the old man from coming down in public. Do you think the old man can spare you? "

Hearing Xiao Yi's warning, Lu Wei and Lu Xialai were a little apprehensive.

Although they didn't believe what Xiao Yi was telling the truth, if at the banquet, grandpa and his old friends who were collectors would really find out that it was a fake painting.

Let the old man lose face, and then the grandfather's inheritance will not be in their hands.