Peerless Master with Super Vision

After he finished speaking, Luo Tian cast his gaze towards Sen Tian. The latter's expression clearly changed for a bit, but immediately returned to normal.

Before Sen Tian could say anything, the owner's face darkened as he asked: "As you wish …. Is my painting a fake? "

In his opinion, these paintings were clearly Zheng Banqiao's real works. This young man actually dared to say shamelessly that it was a fake, and was simply trying to ruin his business. If it wasn't for Simon, he would have already ordered people to throw Luo Tian out!

"That's right." Luo Tian ignored the boss's gloomy face, nodding as he spoke.

"You …"

The owner was enraged, he couldn't help but want to curse out loud. He looked at Simon at his side, then endured his anger and said: "Then tell me, where did you see that they are fake!"

Hearing that, Nasha and Simon looked at Luo Tian with a face full of hope. They really wanted to know how Luo Tian would prove that these paintings were actually not Zheng Pian Qiao's real paintings.

Luo Tian calmly pointed to the few paintings on the wall and laughed: "I have to say, these few paintings are fake and real, but no matter how well the paintings are copied, there are some things that cannot be copied."

Hearing that, Sen Tian's face started to turn pale white, and continued to speak.

Even if the paper looks old on the outside, it's new on the inside. However, the forged ancient paper, on the other hand, has no natural degradation on the inside, and is mostly rat gray or wheat yellow. It's not very heavy in life, and after breaking it, the color on the surface is the same, am I right? "" Yes.

The latter's face was currently as pale as paper. Facing Luo Tian's provocation, he didn't even have the courage to argue.

But the owner was still unconvinced, "This …" "It's true, but that doesn't mean my paintings are fake."

Luo Tian had already expected that the owner would have such a question, so he immediately said: "Regarding these paintings, let's put them aside first, why don't we make a bet? Later on, we will take out a painting and tear it apart, if the inside of the painting is new, how much will we pay for the painting? But if the inside isn't new …"

After saying that, Luo Tian did not continue, but looked at the shop owner.

The shop owner understood what Luo Tian meant, he immediately clenched his teeth, "If it's not new, I will apologize to Young Master Simon on the spot and burn these paintings down immediately!"

Hearing that, Luo Tian laughed and shook his head, "There's no rush to burn them. Let's wait until we verify the authenticity of the paintings first."

"Alright!"

The owner was a decisive person. He immediately ordered someone to remove a painting with words on it. In front of everyone, he wanted to tear apart this painting that he had spent millions on!

This scene attracted the attention of other customers and they all surrounded him out of curiosity.

Rip!

The next moment, the boss tore open the calligraphy and paintings without any hesitation. However, after tearing it open, the boss was completely dumbfounded! It was exactly as Luo Tian said, the inside of the xuan paper was similar to the outside, both were old and fake, which meant that this painting was fake, and someone had made it old!

"Heavens, this painting is actually a fake!"

"Yeah, I was planning to buy this painting yesterday, but luckily I didn't."

"…"

Seeing that, the surrounding people immediately erupted into a commotion, some were surprised, some were lucky, while Simon and Nasha heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Actually, Nasha had always held an appreciative attitude toward Luo Tian, but at this moment, this admiration suddenly sublimated and became admiration!

He was so young, yet he had such a thorough understanding of the antique calligraphy and paintings. Just by looking at the color of the xuan paper, he could discern the authenticity of a single calligraphy painting.

Simon's admiration for Luo Tian had long reached the limit, and he could not help but ask the shop owner: "How is it, do you still think that your paintings are real?"

The shop owner's face alternated between green and white. There was a fake in his antique shop, and it was in front of so many customers. If this got out, it would affect his future business, so his current attitude was very important.

Immediately, he looked at Sen Tian angrily, and asked: "Sen Tian! What do you think is going on?! "

"This... "This …"

Sen Tian sweated profusely as he stammered, unable to say a word.

"Hehe, it's useless even if you ask him. These paintings are actually his works. Do you still expect him to tell you about them?" At this time, Luo Tian suddenly threw out another heavy bomb, which immediately stupefied everyone.

That's right! Last night, when he was looking through the Thousand Li Mountain Painting, Luo Tian saw that the creator of the painting was Sen Tian! Including the more than forty fake paintings in the shop, all of them were painted by Sen Tian.

It had to be said that although the things this guy did were very wicked, he did have a bit of a genuine talent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to make the counterfeit look so real.

After he reacted, Simon looked at Luo Tian with a face full of shock, "Brother Luo, you mean to say …"

Luo Tian nodded his head, indicating that he did not hear wrongly.

But the owner evidently did not believe Luo Tian's words, "Impossible! The person who sold it to me was not Sen Tian, but someone else. I can bear witness to this. "

"You're too stupid." Luo Tian was defeated by the innocence of the inn owner, this kind of person who could earn money in the business was practically a miracle, he could not help but remind himself, "Could it be that he can't let others help him sell paintings?

Hearing that, the owner finally came to his senses, and looked at Sen Tian with his eyes wide open. His expression was extremely gloomy, "Sen Tian! I treat you well, why did you do this! "

"Haha …" Sen Tian did not care about the shopkeeper, but started to laugh crazily, and after a while, he said stubbornly: "This story of yours is very interesting, but what I want to ask is, do you have evidence to prove that I painted these paintings? This is a legal society, and there is no evidence that I would sue you for slander. "

From the looks of it, this fellow wanted to die and not admit it. If it was anyone else, they might really be helpless against him. It was a pity that he met Luo Tian, this pervert who could see the past.

"Evidence huh? Easterner on the third floor of 65 Iowa Street …" Do I need to say the rest? " Luo Tian's tone was indifferent as he smiled and asked Sen Tian.

After listening to Luo Tian's words, the last shred of hope that Sen Tian had had was completely destroyed, because the place that Luo Tian had mentioned, was his art studio. All of his fake paintings were finished there, and there were even a few completed paintings inside that were all prepared to be sold to this shop owner.

If it was in the past, he would undoubtedly be able to steal everything.