Immortal Son-in-law/C4 Works of Zhu Xiaotian
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C4 Works of Zhu Xiaotian

"Zhu Fan? "You mean, you said that this was an imitation of Zhu Xiaotian?!" Xue Dashan frowned, this wasn't a joke.

He had heard of Zhu Xiaotian before, he was a master of the antique industry and loved to copy famous works of art. Originally, Zhu Xiaotian made these copies for his own collection, but according to the rumors, Zhu Xiaotian mysteriously went missing 30 years ago, and his works somehow flowed into the antique industry, harming many of the veteran collectors!

If it was really an imitation made by Zhu Xiaotian, it would be normal for him to not be able to tell!

"That's right, this is a vermilion bird!" Xiao Chen nodded.

Zhu Xiao Tian was one of his disciples, and was also involved in the conspiracy 30 years ago. Zhu Xiao Tian loved to play antiques, and this imitation was taught to him by Xiao Chen.

"What Zhu Fei, who is Zhu Xiaotian? This young master has never even heard of it before, stop bullshitting here! " Feng Shaoan started to feel guilty as he heard Xiao Chen's words clearly.

However, he truly spent 500,000 yuan to buy this calligraphy piece. That person was his friend for so many years. There was no reason for him to lie to him!

Xue Dashan frowned. He looked at Xiao Chen and said, "What evidence do you have?"

"What evidence does he have? He's just a useless trash who doesn't know much about calligraphy or antiques. In my opinion, he's just spouting nonsense!" Zhang Meifeng gritted her teeth and stared at Xiao Chen, "Old Xue, don't be fooled by his nonsense!"

Zhang Meifeng's attitude was as if Xiao Chen wasn't her son-in-law and Feng Shaoan was her son-in-law.

"In this antiques circle, there is indeed the word 'Zhu'. This calligraphy piece had a spirit to it, and its brush strokes were exquisite. Regardless of whether it was the ink or the brush, it didn't seem to be a fake! If it were any other fake, I wouldn't believe it, but if it was Zhu Fan … " Xue Dashan didn't say anything.

Zhu Xiaotian's imitation was exactly the same as the real one. His superb skills were enough to fool even the most experienced experts, let alone an amateur like him!

"The evidence is very simple, it's the 'leak' mentioned by Young Master Feng!"

Xiao Chen looked at Xue Dashan and asked, "Dad, you should have a magnifying glass on you, right?"

"Yes." Xue Dashan immediately took out a magnifying glass from his briefcase.

Since he liked to run to the antique street when he had nothing to do, he naturally had some basic facilities in his bag for identifying antiques. How could he miss a magnifying glass?

"All of Zhu Xiao Tian's works have their own names. Father will use a magnifying glass to search around the four corners of the works. He should be able to find four words."

Before Xiao Chen could finish his words, Xue Dashan had already laid his head on the table with the magnifying glass and started searching with his face pressed against the magnifying glass.

Not long after, Xue Dashan's expression changed as he hurriedly looked to the other side with his magnifying glass. Only after he looked through all four corners did he grit his teeth and frown. After a long while, he finally squeezed out four words, "Zhu Xiao Tian Ji!"

"What?!" Is it really fake? " Zhang Meifeng widened her eyes in disbelief.

She had already treated Feng Shaoan as her promised son-in-law. As soon as the old man let go, she would immediately divorce Xiao Chen and her daughter. However, the son-in-law she had decided on was holding a replica to congratulate his future father-in-law.

At this moment, Zhang Meifeng felt a burning sensation on her face. She wanted to find a hole to hide in. She looked at Feng Shaoan with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Feng Shaoan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Xue Dashan's words. His confidence immediately went into a mess. If what Xue Dashan said was true, then there was no point in debating whether it was true or not.

"This bastard, how dare he sell fake goods to me?!" Feng Shaoan clenched his fists.

Xue Yurou couldn't help but glance at Xiao Chen when other people had different thoughts. Normally, he was like a sullen calabash. Whether it was the insults or the scoldings of his parents, he always submitted to them and kept silent. Why did it feel like he had become a completely different person?

"You didn't actually buy it for five hundred thousand dollars, did you?" Seeing that Feng Shaoan's expression was as bad as if he ate a fly, Xiao Chen pretended to be surprised and said, "Little Feng, you don't have good eyesight, your 500,000 yuan is just a waste of money."

"Forget it, forget it. Little Feng is not to be blamed. This is what the antique circles are like. Furthermore, even an experienced master like Zhu Xiaotian would have been fooled by this replica. It is normal for Xiao Feng to not be able to tell that it was made by Xiao Feng. " Xue Dashan waved his hand to break the tense atmosphere.

Although Feng Shaoan gave him a fake one which made him a little uncomfortable, but taking into account the Feng Family behind Feng Shaoan, he still did not dare to make things too difficult for him.

Zhang Meifeng followed his advice, smiling awkwardly as she waved her hands, "Right, right. It's all Zhu Xiaotian's fault for being too realistic, and the fake one as well. Deceiving and harming one's merits!"

"Everyone, don't just stand there. Eat the cake and eat the cake first. I'll go get them to serve the meal!"

"About that, I suddenly remember that I still have some urgent matters to take care of, so I'll be leaving first." Feng Shaoan felt his face was burning. He forced out a smile and wished he could leave immediately.

This time, if he was to embarrass himself in front of Xue Yurou, he would definitely leave a bad impression on her. Feng Shaoan was furious and blamed all of this on Xiao Chen. His eyes couldn't help but show a trace of hatred!

"Just you wait, this young master will soon make you kneel on the ground and beg for forgiveness!" Feng Shaoan turned around to leave as he was thinking.

Seeing this, Xue Yurou heaved a sigh of relief. She looked at Xiao Chen with bright eyes. Apparently, she was satisfied with what he had done today.

"Young Master Feng..." Seeing that Feng Shaoan was about to leave, Zhang Meifeng urged him to stay.

However, before she could finish her words, Xiao Chen waved his hand, pointed at the calligraphy on the table and said: "Hey, didn't you say you want to eat this calligraphy piece? Leave after eating. Don't be hungry. "

"Puchi!" Xue Yurou, who was always dignified, couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

"Just you wait!" I won't let you off! " Just as Feng Shaoan stopped, he heard Xiao Chen's words and almost staggered. His mouth twitched as he turned around to say something vicious. Then, he slipped away without turning back!

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