Zheng Yulou's words made the weekend frown.

Whether it is the ginseng or the pair of blue and white porcelain vases, it is impossible for Zheng Yulou to see that there is something wrong with it.

Because Zheng Yulou, university studies archaeology.

But now he said this, it is obvious that he does not want to expose Yang Wei and He Kun.

"On the weekend, the painting you brought is indeed a fake."

Although Zheng Yulou said lightly and lightly, the light in his eyes still fell on the picture "Sketching Rare Birds" from time to time.

"Hmph, sure enough, I took a fake painting as a birthday gift and even falsely accused others of giving it a fake."

He Kun said sarcastically.

"Why don't you apologize quickly on the weekend?"

Liu Yupei angrily scolded.

In Liu Yupei's heart, he had already sentenced to death on the weekend.

No matter what, it was impossible for her to let her daughter be with her weekends.

"Uncle Zheng, Aunt Liu, are you sure that the ginseng and vase are real, and is the painting I gave is fake?"

Asked on the weekend.

"A bastard, is the garbage you brought worthy of being compared with the gifts from these two classmates?"

Liu Yupei said angrily, "Isn't you apologizing, right?"

Then get out, let me tell you, you are like a human and a demon dog, and you still want to be with my daughter?

There is no door!"

"weekend!"

Zheng Qiongjiu, who had been sitting there with a embarrassed face, glared at Zhouyue fiercely, couldn't help but speak, and said.

"You're just too much."

Zheng Qiongjiu originally thought that even though she had broken up with her on the weekend.

However, my parents didn't know what happened to them.

Now she invites her father to attend her birthday party on the weekend. No matter what she says on the weekend, she still has to give her a decent gift, right?

But the problem is, he actually gave him a fake painting?

If the weekend was like before, it would be fine if there was no money.

But the problem is, last time he was in the Stone City, he won several hundred million... Why?

I have been with him for more than a year, but have I really lost all my feelings?

Before, Zheng Qiongjiu still had a little fantasy about weekends.

But now, the slightest fantasy in her heart has long disappeared! Instead, it is strong anger and endless resentment.

"Zheng Qiongjiu, even you think, am I holding a fake painting, mixing fish eyes with beads, and using inferior products as a substitute?"

He stared at Zheng Qiongjiu's eyes over the weekend and asked.

"Isn't it?"

Zheng Qiongjiu's voice was cold and full of despair, saying.

"Your behavior is not only insulting me, but also insulting my family."

"From then on, you and I have no relationship."

"Get out."

It's over! Zheng Qiongjiu felt relieved when she said this! "Zheng Qiongjiu..." Chen Qinqiu, who had been sitting there, was silent, couldn't help but stand up and said.

"Just based on your attitude towards the weekend, let alone whether the paintings you took on the weekend are true or false, as long as he comes to your father's birthday party, it will be considered a great favor."

"And your family, based on their one-sided judgment, denies the painting on the weekend. Is it too much for the situation on the weekend?"

"Besides, let's take a step back. Even if this painting is fake, so what? Is your attitude worthy of the real one?"

Chen Qinquan knew that those present would attack the weekend.

She has been waiting for the opportunity.

Now, Chen Qinyi felt that this was the best opportunity for him.

She didn't want to miss it! As soon as Chen Qinyi said this, everyone in the box, especially Zheng Qiongjiu, Yang Wei and He Kun, looked at Chen Qinyi in disbelief.

Among them, isn’t Chen Qinquan the one who has always been the most disgusted with the weekend?

Moreover, Chen Qinquan repeatedly persuaded Zheng Qiongjiu to break up with the weekend.

Now, Chen Qinyi has changed his usual situation. What does this mean?

"We'll go on weekends."

When everyone in the box was still not at a loss, Chen Qinquan came directly to Zhouzhao, grabbed the weekend's hand and said.

This scene made Zheng Qiongjiu and others, who were already shocked enough, even more shocked.

As for He Kun, he was even more stunned and full of surprise. He sat there with a blue face, feeling like a grassland above his head! "I must have to leave, but it's not now."

On the weekend, I let go of Chen Qinyi's hand, took two steps forward, grabbed the 20-year-old wild ginseng, and broke it apart, and the smell of carrots came to my face.

“Is this what you call twenty years of wild ginseng?

It is just a radish, also known as wild radish root.

This kind of use of wild radish roots as ginseng was mentioned in the "Qianfu Lun" by Wang Fu, a thinker of the Eastern Han Dynasty, not only cannot cure diseases, but can also cause death."

Seeing this, everyone frowned.

Yang Wei's face looked even more ugly and ashamed.

"As for porcelain, old porcelain is naturally formed, while new porcelain is made artificially, and the body glaze around the glaze is still in a tight state. This pair of body glazes in the vase can be seen at a glance."

After exposing Yang Wei, he picked up a blue and white porcelain vase with one hand and a glass filled with boiled water with the other hand, and said.

"You're talking nonsense."

He Kun said angrily.

"Are you talking nonsense?"

On the weekend, he looked at He Kun with disdain and said, "Through the glass cup filled with boiled water, you can clearly see many dense holes on the vase, which shows that the vases were painted with hydrofluoric acid melt, which is obviously a new porcelain made of old. If you don't believe it, in general, new porcelain is used to be used, in addition to applying hydrofluoric acid, it will also be soaked with potassium permanganate. As long as the porcelain is rinsed with water, if the water appears purple, it is enough to prove it."

"Prove it."

He Kun scolded, "How could there be a problem with this pair of blue and white porcelain vases, but I bought them for 50,000 or 60,000 yuan?

Besides, even if there is a problem, when will you, a useless waste, understand antique identification?

It's ridiculous!"

"Yeah?"

He laughed without being angry on the weekend, and then poured the water in the cup on a blue and white porcelain vase, and the water droplets fell down freely.

The dripping column of water is not the color of the water itself.

But purple! "Weekend..." He Kun gritted his teeth.

"On the weekend, you are so ignorant that even if Yang Wei and He Kun are fake, they are definitely worth countless times more than your garbage."

Liu Yupei shouted again.

Zheng Yulou snorted coldly and did not speak.

"You guys really think that this painting is rubbish and worthless?"

He looked at Zheng Yulou and his wife on the weekend and asked.

"Not trash?"

Liu Yupei sneered.

"Did you think this is the original work of "Sketching Rare Birds"?"

"Don't think I don't know that you have dropped out of school now and are just useless waste. In addition, your family is average, what do you think you can afford and what future can you give to Jiuer?"
Chapter completed!