Chapter 623

At the beginning, when everyone heard Lin Fengxin swear that there was a signature on the painting, they all focused their attention on the past.

But when he came to the head, Lin Feng only pointed to a pattern like a little turtle and said that it was a unique painting. Zhao's father and son immediately couldn't help laughing, especially Zhao Zhongnan, a senior collector and connoisseur, was about to laugh when he heard Lin Feng's amateur appraisal.

"Smelly boy! Are you kidding us? This is just an underwater turtle. Where is the monogram? Don't tell me that the fish swimming above, the birds in the sky and the green mountains in the distance are all unique paintings! Do you know painting or not? Ha ha... "

Zhao Zhongnan was completely relieved. Just now he was almost bluffed by Lin Feng's seemingly reasonable appearance. As a result, I waited for a long time and said such a bullshit identification. It's really ironic.

Even Chen Luping and Qin Yanran looked at Lin Feng with embarrassment. Qin Yanran whispered to Lin Feng: "Lin Feng! The autographs and monograms of calligraphy and painting are written. Where is the tortoise useful? "

Chen Luping seemed to be afraid that Lin Feng would be ridiculed and would not come down. She hurriedly came to round the scene, pointed to the steaming food already prepared on the table and shouted enthusiastically: "whenever you look at the painting, I think you'd better eat first! Otherwise, the food will be cold soon... "

Then Chen Luping took great pains to open Lin Feng and said, "Lin Feng, there is a pot of Yuzhu old duck soup in the kitchen. It's too hot. Please help aunt Ping bring it!"

Of course, the scheming Zhao Zhongnan heard the implication of Chen Luping's words. He finally had an opportunity to make Lin Feng fall and lose face. How could he miss this good opportunity and quickly say, "it's all right! don't worry! Anyway, I've finished reading the painting. Zhao Shuang, what did we say about the bet with Lin Feng just now? "

"Dad! Just now, old ye and Aunt Chen testified that if Lin Feng can't tell the origin of the painting and persuasive textual research, he will stand at the door and be kicked by me. "

Zhao Shuang can't wait happily. His eyes stare at Lin Feng like he wants to eat people.

"Lin Feng, what else do you have to say? If you are a man, you have to admit defeat! Old ye and Luping testify. Do you still want to rely? "

Zhao Zhongnan has reason to believe that after this, Lin Feng's arrogance and boasting nature are exposed. Even if Qin Yanran still likes Lin Feng and wants to be with him, ye Lao and Chen Luping will not agree.

In this way, his son Zhao Shuang had a chance to take advantage of it. At that time, the huge legacy of the old man of the Qin family can be divided up.

But at this time, Lin Feng still looked like a bamboo in his heart, pointed to the little turtle and said, "who said I lost? Do you think this is really a little turtle? "

"Funny! Lin Feng, isn't it a turtle at the bottom of the water? Can it be a chicken? It's ridiculous! " Zhao Shuang thought Lin Feng was making a final sophistry, and ridiculed and joked impolitely.

But at this time, ye Lao, who had been observing the tortoise pointed out by Lin Feng in silence, suddenly shouted in surprise: "tortoise shaped painting? Is it really a turtle shaped Monogram? I'm afraid this painting is really the work of Zhu Da from Badashan. "

"What? Grandma, what do you mean by that? Can we say that Lin Feng is really right? " Qin Yan Ran immediately asked in surprise.

"At the beginning, I was not sure who did this painting. Even if Lin Feng pointed out that it was the painting of Badashan people, I was still not sure. I just thought it was possible. But when Lin Feng pointed out the turtle shaped monogram, I suddenly remembered it. In most of the paintings of Badashan people, there is a similar little turtle. Even if it is clearly a flower and bird painting and there is no river, there is still such an untimely little turtle... "

Ye Lao said with a shocked look on his face, "I remember that Zhou Wenqing, a student I took with me, discovered this 20 years ago and specially took the turtle shaped Monogram in the paintings of the eight mountain people as his graduation thesis."

"Zhou Wenqing? Mr. Ye is talking about senior brother Zhou Wenqing, now vice president of Chinese calligraphy and painting industry? His research on paintings in the late Ming Dynasty is in the same vein as your teacher. "

Hearing Zhou Wenqing's name, Zhao Zhongnan was also surprised, and his heart began to panic.

"Mom! So, is Lin Feng really hitting the right target? " Chen Luping was also surprised, said.

But Lin Feng doesn't like to hear her. What's wrong? Man, there's evidence.

"It's unlikely that Lin Feng's attack was wrong. Lin Feng, why don't you talk about it yourself? How do you see this turtle shaped Monogram? Also, what kind of secret does this turtle shaped Monogram hide? I think, since you dare to point it out with such confidence, you must know something? "

Ye Lao, who had lived most of his life and knew the world well, turned to Lin Feng and asked. Between the words, there was no shelf of leading experts in the painting world. On the contrary, with a pair of learning and knowledge eyes, he looked forward to knowing the answer from Lin Feng.

"Yes! Lin Feng, tell me quickly. What's the secret of this little turtle? I also want to know! " Qin Yanran looked at Lin Feng with expectation and worship. She could not imagine that Lin Feng's attainments in ancient calligraphy and painting were worse than his grandmother.

"Please look, this pattern looks like a little turtle on the surface, but in fact..."

Lin Feng smiled and looked at the Zhao family's father and son, who were already gloomy and blue, and said happily, "in fact, this is not a pattern, but a text. If you tilt your head, you can see that this little turtle is actually composed of the word "March 19."

When Lin Feng came out, even the Zhao family and their son couldn't help looking at it with their heads tilted. I don't know. As Lin Feng said, this is not a little turtle. It is clearly formed after the deformation of a few words on March 19.

"Mom, look! As Lin Feng said, it was March 19. It's really amazing! It turns out that this little turtle hides such a secret! "

After discovering the secret, Qin Yanran clapped her hands with joy. Chen Luping couldn't help looking at Lin Feng with surprise on her face. Finally, she looked at him squarely and determined that Lin Feng really understood rather than pretended to understand in this regard.

While shocked, the Zhao family and their son were completely stupid. This time, it is not Lin Feng who is ashamed, but them. Moreover, according to the bet, even this painting will lose to Lin Feng.