Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Hearing that Ye Feng wanted to use a microscope, everyone present felt incredible.

"Haha, he doesn't think that stitching marks can't be seen with a magnifying glass, but can be seen with a microscope?"

"It's the first time I've heard that a microscope is needed to appraise calligraphy and painting."

"Then I want to ask, since the stitching marks can only be seen with a microscope, how did you see them?"

"Didn't they just say that we are all mortal bodies, and they have piercing eyes, which are much better than a microscope."

"Hahaha, I really laughed to death..."

Pang Daqian laughed out of breath, "It's the first time I've heard such a weird request, Lao Chen, tell me the truth, he wasn't invited by you to deliberately tease us, right? It's too funny."

Chen Qiushan was also full of embarrassment. This request was really weird, and it was the first time he heard it.

Chen Xuan had been sitting quietly at the side, but at this moment she suddenly said in a cold voice, "What's so funny? Since you asked Ye Feng to give you evidence, you should satisfy any request he made. If you can't afford it, get out."

It has to be said that the aura of a king in her body is getting stronger and stronger now, and as soon as she said these words, all the big men present were shocked immediately.

The box immediately fell silent.

Chen Qiushan hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, our purpose is to find out whether this painting is a fake."

"Brother Ye actually made this request, so it should be satisfied, so I'll call someone to bring the microscope over."

After speaking, I immediately called my friend.

The others naturally couldn't say anything more, but everyone had a sneer on their faces, waiting to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself.

The microscope was quickly brought over, along with a young man wearing glasses.

Chen Qiushan immediately introduced to everyone, "This is a young talent from the Archeology Department of Yangcheng University, Dr. Xu Qingfeng."

Xu Qingfeng waved his hand humbly, "What talent, I'm still just a student, and my professional ability is still far behind."

His humble appearance was in stark contrast to Ye Feng's arrogance.

Several appraisers present immediately had a good impression of him.

Look at people, they are so young and even have a Ph. D., they can maintain such humility.

On the other hand, some people didn't see much strength, but they had a big temper.

Chen Qiushan explained the controversy to Xu Qingfeng, "Mr. Ye said that the forgery of this painting is too high-tech, and a microscope may be needed."

When Xu Qingfeng heard this, he immediately looked at Ye Feng a few more times, as if he was very interested in him.

At the same time, he also observed that when Chen Qiushan mentioned "microscope", the other appraisers showed expressions of disdain.

Although the Department of Archeology and the world of antiques do not have much overlap, there are still commonalities in the things they study.

In fact, many scientific equipments are now fully capable of assisting identification.

However, many appraisers of the older generation are still very resistant to these modern instruments, thinking that their own experience and eyesight are the most reliable.

What is rare is that there is a young appraiser who would think of using a microscope to assist in the appraisal.

It seems that young people are more receptive to new things.

He misunderstood this point. In fact, Ye Feng didn't know how to use a microscope for identification, but he used a system.

The reason why the microscope is used is just to hit these old stubborn faces.

"Qingfeng, please help me appraise it and see if there is any trace of splicing in this painting." After Chen Qiushan introduced the situation, he entrusted Xu Qingfeng with the appraisal.

"it is good."

Xu Qingfeng nodded, adjusted the microscope first, then took over the painting and started the appraisal work.

Pang Daqian and the appraisers sneered at Ye Feng twice.

Although he didn't speak, they were obviously waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Chen Xuan and Chen Qiushan were also a little nervous, they were worried that Ye Feng would be slapped in the face.

After all, what he said was too evil.

He didn't look at it carefully just now, but he concluded that the painting was stitched together, and the stitching marks were so small that he needed to use a microscope to see it?

How unbelievable does this sound?

Ye Feng was the calmest in the field. He didn't have confidence in himself, but in the deep scanning system.

At least so far, his system has not had a single error.

The private room remained silent until more than ten minutes later, Xu Qingfeng slowly left the microscope with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Qingfeng, how's the test result?" Chen Qiushan grabbed his arm a little out of composure.

Xu Qingfeng didn't answer immediately, but looked at Ye Feng with great interest, "I'm very curious, why do you say this painting is spliced?"

Everyone looked at Ye Feng one after another, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"I guessed it." Ye Feng gave an answer that surprised everyone.

"Pfft..." Chen Xuan couldn't help laughing, this guy was too much, he was still joking in such a formal occasion.

"Hmph! You have the face to say that? Calling other people's calligraphy and paintings are fakes without evidence, it's just nonsense." Pang Daqian was very dissatisfied with him, and immediately opened his mouth to sarcasm.

Several other appraisers also began to criticize.

"How serious is it to appraise antiques? How can it be such a joke? How decent is it?"

"Xia Chong is indescribable. Letting such a person appraise Zheng Banqiao's paintings is the greatest insult to Zheng Banqiao."

"I heard that he is still the boss of Maple Leaf Pavilion? From his strength and attitude, it can be seen that Maple Leaf Pavilion is just a vain name."

"Ignorance is not terrible, ignorance and arrogance are the most terrible..."

The scene got out of control again.

Chen Qiushan shook his head and smiled wryly, "Qingfeng, don't be fooled, what is the result of your appraisal?"

Xu Qingfeng didn't expect to provoke another scolding battle with his own words, which was somewhat embarrassing.

"Ahem, this painting is indeed spliced!"

"Gah..."

Those appraisers who were spitting and accusing Ye Feng were like a group of ducks whose necks were suddenly strangled, and their voices stopped abruptly.