"Who says this painting is a fake?"

Tang Qingge suddenly opened his mouth.

The old man looked up at her.

Tang Qingge went to the painting, pointed to a place in the painting and smiled, "this is not the dwelling picture of Fengming mountain, and I never said it was a fake."

The old man narrowed his eagle like eyes, stared at the different picture of Fengming Mountain Residence, and twisted his eyebrows to see where she pointed.

Jiang Yuanyuan laughed. "Tang Qingge, are you stupid? This is not what Fengming Mountain Residence is? And your fake imitation is really not good. People can see that the two paintings are different at a glance."

"This is the picture of Phoenix and Phoenix on the mountain peak."

The air is quiet.

What is the difference between the picture of Phoenix and Phoenix on the mountain peak and the picture of Phoenix singing on the mountain?

Jiang Yuanyuan heard what she said, and suddenly burst out laughing, "hahaha, I'm so happy. You think you can change the fact that you bought a fake by making up a name? Who can recognize that your picture is genuine? If anyone can recognize it, I'll kneel down and call him Dad!"

"Wait."

The old man suddenly stood up and asked his seventh uncle to find reading glasses for him to wear. Then he looked at the picture of Phoenix and Phoenix on the mountain for a long time.

The old man's voice was a little excited. "This is not an old painting. This is indeed Qi Lao's picture of Phoenix and Phoenix on the mountain peak. Although it is very similar to Zhang Lao's painting, the artistic conception of the two paintings is completely different."

Jiang Yuanyuan, "..."

Jiang Yuanyuan desperately refused to admit it. "Old master, do you admit your mistake, or you'll have a good look?"

The seventh uncle looked unhappy. "Miss Jiang, are you saying that the old man's eyes are hard to use?"

Jiang Yuanyuan, "..."

A 100 year old man, where can his eyes work?

But she can't say it directly. She can only laugh. She doesn't think Tang Qingge can come up with any genuine products. After all, they all bought the genuine work, and how can Tang Qingge afford it for millions?

"I don't mean that. I mean, do you want to invite someone to see whether the painting is true or not? It's the old man's birthday banquet. Wouldn't it be bad if someone had the idea of making up for the number?"

"Also, eh? I remember that Qi Ran's uncle is not an expert in calligraphy and painting appreciation. Can't he just appreciate it?"

"Yes, uncle Qi ran, come and appreciate it and see if the painting is true?"

Uncle Qi ran immediately came over, and Jiang Yuanyuan fanned the flames. "Uncle Qi ran, you can see clearly. Don't let some people make up for the number and replace the inferior with the good. I remember Tang Qingge is just an actor. Can an actor afford a painting worth millions?"

"Don't worry, Miss Jiang."

Uncle Qi ran looked at it carefully. After a few minutes, he looked as excited as the old man. He pointed to the picture and said.

"Authentic! This is absolutely authentic."

Jiang Yuanyuan didn't believe it. "Are you wrong?"

"No, of course it's an authentic work, and it's still Qi Lao. It's much more valuable than the dwelling picture of Fengming mountain. Although the two pictures look like each other, their artistic conception is completely different. The scenery and artistic conception of the picture of Phoenix and Phoenix on the mountain peak are much more elegant than the dwelling picture of Fengming mountain. Miss Tang, can you lend me this picture for two days? No! One day, lend me one day, can you?"

Uncle Qi ran excitedly grabbed Tang Qingge's hand and asked. Bo Qichen took a look at it, quietly left his hand cold, and then looked at him with his lips.

Uncle Qi ran, "..."

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