The strongest doctor system

Chapter 41 You don't know how to draw!

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In the lobby on the first floor of a luxuriously decorated villa.

After listening to his brother Zhang Hongtai's words, Zhang Hongyuan frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied with his second brother, who spoke without thinking at all, and was simply too outspoken.

Because only Zhang Hongyuan knew in his heart how terrifying Tang Yifei's strength was, and he was a hidden master.

But today, after great difficulty, Master Tang was invited to come to his home as a guest.

If his second brother accidentally offended Master Tang with his words, he would really be shooting himself in the foot.

Therefore, Zhang Hongyuan hurriedly and cautiously said to Tang Yifei:

"Doctor Tang, have you noticed something? This painting of ink and bamboo is exactly the same as the painting of Mr. Banqiao I have seen before, both in terms of style and brushwork. Why did Doctor Tang say it is a fake? Woolen cloth?"

After listening to what Zhang Hongyuan said.

Before Tang Yifei could answer, Zhang Hongtai at the side said with disdain:

"Doctor Tang, I'm afraid you don't know yet. Although my elder brother is a real estate developer, he has a wide range of hobbies. One of them is calligraphy and calligraphy and painting. Moreover, he is also an honorary member of our Tianhai City Painting and Calligraphy Association.
This ink bamboo painting is an authentic work by Mr. Banqiao. With my elder brother’s many years of experience in the field of calligraphy and painting, how could he make a mistake?

I think Dr. Tang is young, only in his early 20s. Is it possible that he has done some research on this man's calligraphy and painting? "

The sarcasm in Zhang Hongtai's words is obvious.

Because, in his eyes, anyone who can afford calligraphy and painting is usually a rich man from a wealthy family, or someone with some skills in calligraphy and painting.

As for the doctor Tang in front of him, even though his elder brother had praised him as amazing and superb in medicine before.

However, Zhang Hongtai didn't think that Tang Yifei knew calligraphy and painting!
Even, deep in Zhang Hongtai's heart, he thought that as a doctor, Tang Yifei couldn't afford calligraphy and painting of famous people, let alone understand calligraphy and painting.

But at this moment, seeing his second younger brother speaking rudely, and even looking down on Tang Yifei, Zhang Hongyuan on the side, with a straight face, said in a slightly angry tone:

"Hongtai, Dr. Tang is my honored guest today. Since Dr. Tang said that this painting is a fake, he must have his reasons. Your words are too reckless. In the future, you have to be more careful."

Zhang Hongtai is also a smart person, he naturally heard the meaning of blame in his elder brother Zhang Hongyuan's words, so he was a little unconvinced and said:

"Brother, I specially entrusted a Hong Kong-style friend to buy this ink bamboo painting of Mr. Banqiao, and it took a lot of trouble to buy it. Moreover, it is an authentic work that has been authenticated by the auction house. How could it be a fake? ?”

At this time, Tang Yifei only heard Tang Yifei say:
"Mr. Zhang, can you show me this ink bamboo painting?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hongyuan nodded and handed the ink bamboo painting to Tang Yifei's hands.

And when Tang Yifei took the painting of ink and bamboo, he pretended to understand it very well, and looked at it in his hand.

Zhang Hongtai couldn't help showing a look of contempt on his face, and secretly said in his heart:
What are you pretending to be here kid?

Isn't it just a doctor?With thousands of dollars a month, can you still understand celebrity calligraphy and painting?
Hum~!If you can't come up with a reason later, let's see how you end it.

At this time, Zhang Hongyuan, in his heart, was also looking forward to how Tang Yifei would judge and comment on this painting.

at this time.

I saw Tang Yifei holding the painting of ink and bamboo in one hand, and with the other hand, he suddenly picked up the teacup on the coffee table and splashed it directly on the painting.

"You...you are so courageous!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hongtai immediately flew into a rage, pointed at Tang Yifei, trembling with anger and said:

"Master Banqiao's authentic paintings, ink and bamboo pictures worth more than 1000 million yuan, you kid is so ambitious that you even poured tea water on it, can you afford it?"

"Hongtai, Hugh is so rude!"

As soon as Zhang Hongtai's words fell, Zhang Hongyuan who was at the side immediately roared at him loudly.

At this moment, seeing that the eldest brother not only did not blame this kid, but instead blamed himself, Zhang Hongtai couldn't help saying with aggrieved face:

"Brother, why are you yelling at me? This ink bamboo painting of Mr. Banqiao, let alone priceless, is my 50th birthday present to you. This kid even splashed water. You think he has the guts to too……."

"Enough~!

Hongtai, do you know that Dr. Tang saved my son’s life?

Let alone a mere painting, even if it is worth hundreds of millions, in the eyes of your eldest brother and me, it is not as important as your nephew's life. "

Before Zhang Hongtai finished speaking, Zhang Hongyuan interrupted him directly.

Seeing his elder brother getting angry, although Zhang Hongtai was angry at this moment, he could only hold it in his heart.

To be honest, more than 1000 million is nothing to Zhang Hongtai.

But after all, he bought this painting after all the hard work.

At this time, Tang Yifei splashed dirt with tea directly in front of him and his elder brother.

One can imagine how annoyed Zhang Hongtai must be.

At this moment, the corner of Tang Yifei's mouth suddenly curled into a smile, and he pointed to a corner of the painting, and said to Zhang Hongyuan in front of him.

"Mr. Zhang, take a closer look. What is this?"

Hearing this, not only Zhang Hongyuan, but also his second brother Zhang Hongtai, who was standing beside him, quickly opened his eyes wide and looked towards where Tang Yifei pointed.

At this glance, the faces of the two suddenly showed shock.

I saw that in the lower right corner of the ink bamboo painting, due to the traces of soaking in tea, there was a line of very vague small characters.

Although the font looks a little fuzzy, but it can be discerned vaguely, it reads:

"Origin: Huizhou City, passed the inspection on January 2019, 5."

"This... this is impossible!"

After seeing clearly the small characters written on the painting, Zhang Hongtai's face immediately turned pale, and he said in a trembling tone.

Tang Yifei casually threw the fake painting on the sofa beside him, as if it was a piece of waste paper.

Then, Tang Yifei smiled lightly, and said to the stunned Zhang Hongtai in front of him:
"As far as I know, Master Banqiao has passed away many years ago. How could he use the rice paper produced last year?

This forgery was made by a man who copied it and then re-printed it. The craftsmanship is actually very rough.

With all due respect, this painting is not even worth 50 yuan, and I can only blame you for not being able to paint and trusting your friend too easily. "

At this moment, Tang Yifei's sentence "You don't know how to paint" made Zhang Hongtai choke so red that he had nothing to say.

Even Zhang Hongyuan, who was standing by the side, was ashamed and ashamed at this time.

After all, just now Zhang Hongyuan said in front of Tang Yifei that the style and brushwork of this painting were exactly the same as that of Master Banqiao, which was tantamount to acquiescing that the painting was authentic.

But now, the truth has been exposed, and the painting has completely become a worthless fake.

For a moment, Zhang Hongyuan only felt his face was hot, as if someone had slapped him across the face.

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(End of this chapter)