"Auntie, this is the painting I gave you..."

With that said, Yang Feng took out the picture of Tiger Roaring Mountain and Forest.

Shi Zhenxiang took one look at it and said with disgust on his face: "What kind of shabby painting is this? Could it be that it was bought from a street stall for ten yuan?"

Yang Feng explained: "Auntie, this is not a broken painting. This is the original "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest" by the great Ming Dynasty painter Tang Bohu, which is worth [-] million..."

"Hahaha……"

Before Yang Feng could finish speaking, Shi Zhenxiang immediately burst into laughter.

"It's really ridiculous. Are you giving back an authentic work by the great Ming Dynasty painter Tang Bohu? Is it worth [-] million?"

Shi Zhenxiang looked at Yang Feng with contempt and asked: "Can you be more reliable when you brag? You are as poor as you, how can you spend [-] million to buy a painting? And... you know who is Tang Bohu?"

"Forehead……"

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then explained: "Auntie, this was given to me by someone else. It is definitely not a fake painting!"

"I really didn't expect that you are not only a reform-through-labor prisoner but also a liar. You actually used a fake painting to fool us. Do you think we are so easy to deceive?"

Shi Zhenxiang didn't listen to Yang Feng's explanation at all, and said with disdain.

Yang Feng was completely speechless. This was a painting given to him by Qian Duoduo. How could it be fake?

"enough!"

At this moment, Mr. Chen shouted loudly: "Shi Zhenxiang, even if Yang Feng sent a fake painting, it is still his intention. Hurry up and hang this painting in the hall!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Shi Zhenxiang's expression changed greatly and she said: "Old man, have you made a mistake? You want to hang this fake painting in the hall? If guests see it, our dignified Chen family hangs a fake painting. Wouldn't it be considered a scam by someone?" laugh at?"

"Humph!"

Mr. Chen snorted coldly and said: "This is my order, don't say it again! Someone, hang up this painting!"

With an order, several servants of the Chen family came over and hung the picture of Tiger Roaring Mountain and Forest sent by Yang Feng in the hall of the Chen family.

Seeing this, Shi Zhenxiang gave Yang Feng a hard look.

I don’t know what medicine the old man took wrongly, so he believed this big liar?

Soon, the Chen family's chef prepared a sumptuous meal.

There are all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, abalone and sea cucumbers.

Mr. Chen smiled and said: "Yang Feng, just treat it as your own family, don't be restrained!"

"It's just a daily meal today, I don't know if it's to your taste?"

Yang Feng said with a smile on his face: "What are you talking about, old man? These dishes are very appetizing at first sight."

"cut!"

Shi Zhenxiang said with disdain: "As a poor guy like you, I'm afraid you have never had such a good meal in your life, so you only deserve to eat the food in the prison."

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Chen said with an unhappy face: "Don't talk about this while eating! Shi Zhenxiang, Yang Feng will be your son-in-law from now on, can't you treat him better?"

Shi Zhenxiang rolled her eyes and said: "Old man, I have never admitted that he is my son-in-law. Wait a minute, Mengyao's father will be back..."

"Hahaha... I'm back!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from the door.

I saw Chen Mengyao's father, Chen Dashan, walking in with a 60-year-old man.

Chen Dashan said: "Dad, I specially invited Master Zhao, the number one treasure appraiser in the East China Sea, to come over for dinner today."

"Welcome Master Zhao!"

After hearing this, everyone stood up one after another.

Zhao Wuji is the number one treasure appraiser in the East China Sea, and he is well-known in the treasure appraiser community throughout Jiangbei Province.

Therefore, everyone looked respectful when facing Zhao Wuji.

"Who is this?"

After introducing Zhao Wuji, Chen Dashan noticed Yang Feng beside him and couldn't help but frown.

Mr. Chen introduced with a smile: "Da Shan, this is Yang Feng, the fiancé I am looking for for Mengyao!"

"Ah...are you Yang Feng?"

Hearing this, Chen Dashan was stunned for a moment.

Yang Feng quickly stood up and said with a smile on his face: "I've met Uncle Chen!"

Chen Dashan patted Yang Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Not bad! Young man, you look very energetic!"

After saying hello, everyone sat down one after another.

Just when Master Zhao sat down, he raised his head and suddenly saw the picture of roaring tigers and mountains hanging in the hall.

In an instant, Master Zhao's expression changed.

"Old Chen! Why have I never seen this painting when I came to Chen's house before?"

Master Zhao asked with confusion on his face.

Chen Dashan glanced at the picture of Tiger Roaring Mountain and Forest, and was also confused and said: "I have never seen this painting either!"

At this time, Shi Zhenxiang said with disdain: "This painting is a fake painting sent by Yang Feng. The old man insisted on hanging it in the hall. This made Master Zhao laugh."

Speaking of this, Shi Zhenxiang glared at Yang Feng fiercely.

Seeing Shi Zhenxiang's fierce eyes, Yang Feng suddenly looked depressed.

It was clear that what he gave was a real painting, but in Shi Zhenxiang's eyes, it turned into a fake painting.

Where can he go to reason?

"What did you say? This is a fake painting!"

Hearing this, Master Zhao was shocked.

Shi Zhenxiang nodded and said: "Yes! Hanging such a fake painting in our hall is a disgrace to our Chen family. I will throw this fake painting into the trash can in a moment!"

"What? Throw it in the trash!"

"Oops!!!"

Master Zhao jumped angrily and said to Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen, do you, the Chen family, own a mine? The original "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest" worth [-] million yuan by Tang Bohu is going to be thrown into the trash can?"

"If you don't want this painting, why not give it to me! You know, I have been coveting this painting for a long time."

"what?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Chen family was shocked.

The most surprised person among them was Shi Zhenxiang.

Shi Zhenxiang said with disbelief: "Master Zhao, did you read it wrong? Is this really the authentic work of Tang Bohu?"

"What, you doubt my vision?"

Master Zhao glanced at Shi Zhenxiang with a displeased look.

Shi Zhenxiang waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no! How could I doubt Master Zhao's vision? It's just..."

"There is nothing but, this is Tang Bohu's authentic painting of Tigers Roaring Mountains and Forests!" Master Zhao said with certainty: "A few days ago, Donghai Auction House invited me to appraise an authentic painting of Tang Bohu, which is this painting of Tigers Roaring Mountains and Forests. But later This painting was bought by Qian Duoduo, the richest man in the East China Sea, who spent [-] million, so why is it here now?"

Speaking of this, Master Zhao also had a look of confusion on his face.

"What? This is really the authentic work of Tang Bohu!"

After receiving Master Zhao's affirmative answer, Shi Zhenxiang was completely speechless.

"But...Yang Feng, how come you, a prisoner of labor reform, have this painting? Did you steal it from the home of the richest man Qian?"

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