Do you also want to buy fake paintings?

Brantley rushed over and picked up a few more pictures to look at.

Without exception, this drawer is full of at least ten paintings, all of which are Tang Yin's pictures of howling tigers in the mountains and forests.

Of course, it's all fake.

None of it is real!

"I see how you deny it now!" Brantley glared at the shop owner.

" Fuck, just find out."

The shop owner ignored it, tearing his face and saying: "If you fail the appraisal yourself, then you have to suffer by yourself. I won't refund the 20 million dollars even if it's a dime!"

"It's not that I failed the identification at all, it's that you lost the real painting!"

Brantley had never seen such a cheeky person, and at this moment, right and wrong had to be turned upside down.

If the appraisal fails, then the money will not be returned, which is the default rule in Antique Street.

For example, some fake paintings that have just left the factory are sold as unauthenticated ancient paintings, and once the customer's authentication fails, they will be deceived.

At most, it can only condemn the moral problems of this store, and it is impossible to refund the money.

But if the package is changed, it is a scam.

Then the above rules do not apply, and the store owner has to refund the money.

"I changed the bag? You have evidence! Don't make ink marks with me, give me evidence!" The shop owner snorted coldly.

"You! Asshole!" Brantley was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Although he shouted that he had been changed, there was no evidence at all.

"Is this the real one you said?"

Frank saw another drawer next to the drawer full of fake paintings.

This drawer has the same specifications, but only holds one painting, which is obviously more valuable than those fake paintings.

Frank didn't ask the shop owner, he just took it out and spread it out.

Immediately, a picture of a roaring tiger in the mountains and forests full of quaint atmosphere appeared.

The tiger above is aggressive.

If we talk about the fake paintings copied in batches, the tigers on them only have the charm of a three-pointed evil tiger.

Then this one, the charm of the evil tiger is double that of the fake painting!

It feels completely different!

"Yes, this is the painting!" Brantley's eyes lit up, and he was about to pick up the painting.

"You guys don't move!" The shop owner became anxious and scolded, then hurried over and snatched the painting from Frank's hands.

"You profiteer, this painting is the one I just saw!"

Brantley said angrily.

And Frank watched from a distance, with doubts in his heart.

Could it be that in this small shop, there are real works of Tang Yin?

No matter how you think it is impossible.

So, looking at the painting in the shop owner's hand, he thought to himself, "Did you draw it by Tang Yin?"

Tiger Roaring Mountain and Forest Map (copy): "Tang Yin? Is it Tang Bohu? No, I copied it by his granddaughter."

"I see."

Frank nodded.

So it all makes sense.

For such things as paintings, only genuine works handed down by famous masters are valuable.

If it was painted by an unknown guy in ancient times, it has only a little collection value, and the value is definitely not high.

(Tang Yin )Tang Bohu's paintings are all good paintings that can be sold at sky-high prices.

But Tang Yin's descendants have never heard of particularly famous paintings, and the value of handed down paintings will naturally be greatly discounted .

Just when Frank was about to recover his mind, his ears moved, and another sentence came from the picture.

Tiger Roaring Mountain and Forest Map (copy): "I've been pressing my senior for so many years... I always feel so sorry for it..."

"Press the senior?"

Frank frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of the sentence.

Then I thought a few words about the painting in my mind.

The slightly wrinkled brows slowly relaxed.

It seems that this painting - not so simple!

In the store, Brantley was so angry that he was about to rush to the store owner.

The store owner was not afraid, and was still provoking Brantley.

As long as Brantley gets his hands on it, what makes sense becomes unreasonable.

Joanna watched from the side, anxious for ten thousand dollars, and turned to Frank for help : " Frank, help my dad."

"Do not worry."

Frank returned a confident smile.

He already had an idea in his mind.

I saw him take two steps forward and grab Brantley's arm: "Uncle, don't worry, the painting in his hand is not real."

"Not true? But I..."

Brantley glared.

He had carefully checked the painting.

Shouldn't be fake!

"That painting is indeed an ancient painting, there is no trace of intentional aging, and the person who painted this painting is also capable, almost eight points alike, that's how I lied to you."

Frank explained a few words.

"Just a few glances, you can know so much, it seems that you are not small."

shop owner smiled , showing a trace of admiration for Frank, and immediately no longer hide it, but nodded generously: "Yes, this painting is indeed not Tang Yin's real painting, but an anonymous person from that era, It's made by copying Tang Yin's paintings!"

"Anonymous paintings?" Brantley took a bewildered step back.

It wasn't Tang Yin's painting!

His identification failed!

You must know that even if it is an ancient painting, something painted by someone who is not famous at all can only be sold for more than one million dollars if it is sold in modern times.

And this is still priceless, and no one buys it at all!

He spent twenty million dollars on the painting!

deficit!

Big loss, bad loss!

The owner of the store is very thick-skinned. Even though he has already cheated Brantley for 20 million dollars, he still can't bear this ancient painting of more than one million dollars.

"Since it's not real, why don't you sell this painting to me." Frank laughed suddenly.

"What? Buy fake paintings too?"

The Brantleys and Joanna were stunned for a moment.