The Vengeful Son-in-law

"Brat, what are you talking about?" The owner of the antique shop was so angry that he glared at Tom and scolded him rudely.

The tomboy “Calo” also frowned and looked at Tom with doubt and displeasure.

She was from a rich family, and she also dabbled in calligraphy. In her opinion, this pair of Yong Zheng's calligraphy was real without any trace of copying or falsifying. However, this man said it was a fake. In a sense, didn't he hit her in the face?

Faced with so many murderous eyes, Tom was not flustered at all. He walked over leisurely with a smile. "Nonsense? You guys are really bold. The cost is only twenty or thirty thousand dollars, while you dare to bid four million dollars, which can cost you to stay in jail for many years."

The owner of the antique store was even angrier, and a guilty look flashed in his eyes. He said harshly, "You're crazy. I think you're here to cause trouble. Is it someone in the same profession who's jealous that I can earn more than a million dollars with a pair of calligraphy?"

It had to be said that the owner of this antique store reacted very quickly. He immediately slandered Tom as an envious rival who came to bring trouble.

The tomboy also nodded secretly, believing in this possibility. When Tom saw her reaction, he was a little speechless. What intelligence was it? The guy couldn't even tell such a simple trick. It was so easy for him to be tricked by the boss.

At this moment, a voice broke out in the crowd. "I know him! He's the marilocal son-in-law of the Scott Family. He's very famous in H City. Why did he come here?"

"Yeah? What's he famous for? Why haven't I heard of him?"

"A aamous loser. Hahaha, you're not a local, so you don't know him that well. He's famous in our place. Many people know him."

"Haha, it suddenly occur to me that his wife is very beautiful, right? He is indeed quite famous. I heard that he has no ability at all and has been living off a woman in the Scott Family. He really embarrasses us men!"

"That's right. It's better to die than to be a man like him."

"Didn't he stay at the Scott Family? Why did he come out?"

Someone recognized Tom, and all kinds of sarcasms came out one after another.

"Live-in son-in-law?" The tomboy Calo was a little surprised and looked at Tom with even more contempt. She hated men who didn't want to make progress the most in her life. A man who was willing to live off a woman was definitely a loser.

Tom didn't feel anything about it. It wasn't that he didn't have dignity, but that he was used to it. He was misunderstood too much but he didn't care to explain.

When the owner of the antique shop heard the comments, he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the man was just a live-in son-in-law, not to be afraid.

"So you're just a fool. Go wherever you want. Don't disturb my business!" Said the owner of the antique shop.

Two tall clerks were about to come and kick Tom out.

The owner of the antique store said to the tomboy, "Calo, this man is a lunatic. Don't talk to him. Now you can swipe your card. I'll help you wrap it up myself. I promise your father-in-law will like this calligraphy.”

The tomboy took back the bank card, and now she could see some clues. Obviously, the owner of the antique store was a little anxious. Although she could not tell whether the calligraphy was real or not, she could still tell that the owner of the antique store looked strange.

"Don't worry, just listen to him." The tomboy said to Tom, "Why do you think it is a fake?"

The owner of the antique store's face slightly darkened. He looked at the middle-aged man and saw the haze in his eyes. He already hated Tom.

"Well, then tell me why it is fake. If you can't explain then you're slandering me. Don't blame me for being rude to you!" The owner of the antique store sneered threateningly.

Tom smiled gently. In front of so many people, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he was full of confidence. His calmness made the tomboy wonder. Was this temperament really from a loser and live-in son-in-law?

"Can you show me Yong Zheng's calligraphy?" Tom said to the tomboy with a smile.

The tomboy thought about it, nodded, and handed Yong Zheng's calligraphy to Tom.

"Thank you."

Tom put Yong Zheng's calligraphy on the table and unfolded it again. The material of the calligraphy was very old. The paper was yellowish, and the silk was thick. It seemed that the calligraphy enjoyed a long history.

Judging from the material, there was no flaw.

Besides, the calligraphy was also Yong Zheng's handwriting. It was hard to tell if someone wasn't very good at it.

Even ordinary calligraphy enthusiasts could not tell that it was a fake. It could be seen that the person who could copy it was an expert.

Unfortunately, the shop owner met an expert like Tom, who was forced by his father to study music, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was young. Coupled with his talent, Tom was very professional in calligraphy, and ordinary experts could not compare to him.

"Sir, I want to ask, how many years has it been since emperor Yong Zheng was on the throne?" Tom asked with a smile.

The owner of the antique shop snorted and said, "You're indeed a loser. You don't even know how many years Yong Zheng has been. How dare you say that this is a fake?"

Tom was not angry. He still smiled. "If you don't answer my question directly, it seems that you don't know either."

The owner of the antique shop looked terrible. Tom was right. He really didn't know Yong Zheng's time.

The middle-aged man said just now, "The emperor of Yong Zheng was in power from 1722 to 1735, so it's been almost 300 years since then.”

Tom's smile remained unchanged. “In other words, this calligraphy set has a history of at least 300 years."

"You can say that."

"You're lying!" Tom suddenly shouted, startling many people.

The owner of the antique shop said gloomily, "Why did I lie? If you can't explain well, you can't leave safely today!"

The corners of Tom's mouth rose slightly and a disdainful smile appeared. "As we all know, in addition to the calligraphy itself, the paper material, scroll, and the degree of dryness and fineness of the pen and ink are the important basis for judging whether a calligraphy is real or not. The next few points are difficult to fake, and they are also the most important for identifying the authenticity of calligraphy.”

The tomboy nodded secretly after hearing this. She already had a premonition that perhaps the man in front of her was not talking nonsense.

"That's true,” she said.

Tom continued, "Everyone knows that it has been three hundred years since emperor Yong Zheng was on the throne. Even if his calligraphy was preserved well, it must have been very old. But this calligraphy still looks very new."

The middle-aged man said coldly, "Is this how you can tell that this calligraphy is a fake? I think you are a layman!”

"Grandstanding.”

"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet.” Tom said with a smile, "Any famous person's calligraphy that can be preserved for a long time must be good ink. However, even with the best ink, after more than 300 years old, it will definitely appear particles and stripes. However, this pair of calligraphy in front of us has no grain stripes at all, which is very abnormal. That's the first questionable point.”

"Second..."

Tom spoke in a very professional manner. The audience around them knew more or less when they came here. They could somewhat understand. The tomboy Calo found what Tom said was rather convincing. She had already confirmed that the calligraphy in front of her was a fake.

"Allin all, so I affirm that this so-called Yong Zheng's calligraphy must be a fake!" Tom finally said loudly, "And this kind of behavior of yours has already constituted a crime, a fraud! The amount involves four million, and you won't be able to get out without sitting for ten or eight years." Suddenly, the owner of the antique shop turned pale.