My Neighborhood Stewardess

Zhao Zhongnan has never seen someone who can boast like Lin Feng and is so calm when he is dying.

However, the more confident and complacent Lin Feng is now, the happier Zhao Zhongnan is, including Zhao Shuang, waiting to see Lin Feng make a fool of himself. Of course, they don't think Lin Feng, such a smelly boy in the poor mountain valley, can recognize the origin of any ancient paintings.

"Oh? Is that true? If I can really recognize the origin of this painting, you can give it to me? "

Lin Feng squinted and observed that grandma Ye Huiqin seemed to like the painting very much and was a little fascinated. It happened that Zhao Zhongnan wanted to die and sent it to the door. How could he have a reason not to?

"Of course it's true. I'm a famous collector. Don't I even have this credit? Moreover, ye Lao and Lu Ping testified here that if you can tell which great painter in the late Ming Dynasty wrote the painting and cite specific evidence and textual research, I will give you the painting and never break my promise. "

Zhao Zhongnan said boldly, and then immediately turned around, narrowed his eyes and said to Lin Feng, "but what if you can't recognize it or talk nonsense without basis?"

Sure enough, Zhao Zhongnan won't say this for no reason, just to make Lin Feng more difficult by this stem. Before, Lin Feng severely kicked Zhao Shuang at the door, so that their father and son could only knock off their teeth and swallow in their stomach. The mute couldn't say how bitter it was to eat Coptis chinensis, and had to apologize to Lin Feng.

Therefore, this time, Zhao Zhongnan wanted to boast through Lin Feng and completely humiliate Lin Feng in front of the grandparents and grandchildren of old ye, Chen Luping and Qin Yanran.

"Hehe! It turned out that Zhao Zhongnan planned this! However, if you want to see my jokes, let's go to the next life! "

Facing Zhao Zhongnan's provocation, Lin Feng smiled and said, "if I don't recognize it, what do you want?"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Zhao Zhongnan and Zhao Shuang laughed secretly. Thinking that Lin Feng had fallen into their trap, Zhao Shuang said directly with a strong sense of revenge: "Lin Feng, if you don't recognize it, you have to admit that you are bragging. And, uh... How about standing at the door and letting me kick you? "

"Kick? Xiao Zhao, it depends on the painting. Why do you still start? I'm afraid that's not very good? "

Ye Lao was there watching the painting attentively. Although he heard the gambling words of Lin Feng and Zhao Zhongnan, he didn't interrupt. However, Zhao Shuang's words made old Ye very disgusted.

Chen Luping, who came later, also saw that the Zhao family and his son had been aiming at Lin Feng. For fear that Lin Feng would suffer losses, she quickly smiled and said, "brother Zhao! It's just to identify a painting. Lin Feng hasn't even been out of Zhi'an city. How can the world know to identify ancient paintings? If you want to talk about me, why don't you listen to my mother? She is an expert in this field. "

Obviously, Chen Luping hurried to say these words. She also felt that Lin Fenggang might be trying to be brave and deliberately say that she knew the painting. These words also gave Lin Feng a step down to avoid falling into the trap of the Zhao family and his son.

Qin Yanran watched the development of the situation. Although she was not sophisticated, she also knew that her mother was helping Lin Feng. She also grabbed Lin Feng's arm and whispered, "Lin Feng, stop talking. I'd better listen to what my grandmother said. "

"Sweet! Don't worry, although I don't know much about painting, I happen to know this painting. "

He patted Qin Yanran on the back of her hand to reassure her. Lin Feng raised his head and said to the Zhao family: "do you want to kick me? All right! But are you so sure I don't recognize the picture? "

"Lin Feng, don't pretend at this time. In a word, you dare to bet. You know, my father bought this painting for more than 100000 yuan. I'm afraid you've never seen so much money in this small city? ha-ha! As long as you can answer the origin of this painting, it will be yours. " Zhao Shuang thought Lin Feng was afraid to fight, so he quickly seduced Lin Feng with the value of the painting.

However, where does Zhao Shuang know that Lin Feng's worth is now many times higher than Zhao Zhongnan's. The 20% shares of southeast airlines are tens of millions every quarter, worth more than 10 billion. How can he be tempted by the mere tens of thousands?

However, in order to save his face and the special significance of the painting, Lin Feng smiled and readily accepted: "that's a deal. I'll take the painting away later. Don't regret and love it!"

"Regret? Smelly boy, the last time I collected millions of paintings, they were accidentally damaged by water. I didn't feel bad. For this painting of more than 100000, back 10000 steps, why don't you give it to you when your dog (shit) Yun tells you the origin? Can't I Zhao Zhongnan even afford to send a picture? "

Zhao Zhongnan is telling the truth. It's just a painting bought by more than 100000. Even if it is finally identified as the works of some slightly named painters in the Ming Dynasty, it's only worth a few times more than a million. He doesn't see it very much. Moreover, in his opinion, the probability that Lin Feng can say right is infinitely close to zero.

"Good! Grandma and aunt Ping, you have to bear witness for me! I'm really going to get this painting! "

Zhao's father and son thought Lin Feng had fallen into their trap, but they didn't know that they had completely fallen into the trap set by Lin Feng.

But even ye Lao, who was looking at the painting carefully with presbyopia glasses at this time, had no confidence in Lin Feng. He frowned, hesitated, and painstakingly advised Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, grandma advised you not to identify this painting. Even I'm not sure which famous artist's work is. After all, there's not even a signature on it. With the style and technique of painting, I think there are as many as five or six people, but I can't determine who it is... "

When ye Lao said this, the Zhao family and their son felt more relieved as if they had eaten a weight. Even ye Lao, a leading painting expert, admitted that he could not identify it. How could Lin Feng, a smelly boy, do it?

"Grandma, if you take a closer look, this picture should be easy to identify!"

In the face of Ye Lao's kindness, Lin Feng's words made everyone present cry and laugh. Ye Lao, the leading figure in the painting circle, can't identify it. I advise you to stop talking, but it's good for you. It's just that you don't take this kind intention. You actually say that the painting is easy to identify, and let Ye Lao look at it carefully again!

All right! This is not only the Zhao family, but also Chen Luping and Qin Yanran's mother and daughter think Lin Feng's cow is blowing big hair.