The Peremptory Casey Davies

Chapter 141 This Painting is Not That Simple

Caleb didn't expect Casey to be so arrogant, his face suddenly sank, and said, “Huh, save it until you

win my master.”

Abraham also felt that Casey was a bit too arrogant and ignorant, thinking that he must teach this

young man who was still wet behind the ears a lesson today.

After hearing Casey's words, everyone in the yard cast contemptuous glances at him.

As the top treasure appraiser in J City, Abraham could not be defeated by a brat.

Even if the owner of the Gray Mansion valued this brat, it did not mean that he was able to appraise

treasure.

It took time to accumulate experience in this industry. Without decades of accumulation, it was

impossible for one to have much attainment. Casey was undoubtedly bragging.

“This kid is too arrogant. He said that Mr. Abraham can't defeat him. This is the first time I have seen

such a pretentious person.”

“Huh, people who say this are often inexperienced. People who are really capable are like Mr. Abraham

and won't talk nonsense.”

“I really want to see what he will be like if he loses later, maybe the owner of the Gray Mansion will not

value him anymore.”

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Casey stared at Caleb and said with a smile, “In that case, I will compete with your master, but it will be

too boring if it’s just a simple competition. Why don't we put up a bet?”

Caleb's eyes lit up. In his opinion, his master would definitely win this competition. Casey was digging a

hole for himself if he wanted to put up a bet.

“No problem, if you want to play, I will play with you. If you lose, you will bark in front of everyone, how

about that?” Caleb sneered.

Casey didn't hesitate at all, nodded, and said, “Okay, but if your master loses, I won’t ask him to bark

as a dog, you can do it for him.”

Caleb looked disdainful and said, “You must be dreaming. My master will not lose to you.”

Casey turned to look at Edith and asked her to wait there. He would come back after he finished the

competition. Edith nodded. Last time in the living room, Casey’s skills of appraising treasures had

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Casey walked to Abraham, looked at him with a smile, and asked, “How are we competing?”

He had a lot of collections here. “Each of us will appraise one and we will let the people here to judge.

Whoever gets more support wins. How about that?”

Casey nodded and said, “Sure.”

Caleb sneered, thinking that his master had been in the position of the top treasure appraiser in J City

for so long, everyone would show respect to him just by hearing his name, and Casey would definitely

lose.

Casey and Abraham each took out a piece of collection from the middle-aged man’s box. Abraham

observed it and gave his own appraisal. His appraisal was quite detailed. He analyzed it

comprehensively in terms of year, workmanship, and allusions.

After listening to Abraham's appraisal, everyone showed a look of admiration, especially the middle-

aged man.

“Mr. Abraham's appraising skill is indeed superb. Although I collect antiques, it is really difficult to

achieve Mr. Abraham's understanding of these collections.” The middle-aged man said with emotion.

Abraham just smiled, then turned to look at Casey.

Casey picked up the piece in his hand, and then began to talk endlessly.

At first, everyone thought that Casey was just a speciosity, who could only brag, but after Casey's

appraisal, everyone there became quiet.

Abraham also cast a shocked look at Casey. He did not expect that the appraisal made by this young

man was no worse than him.

And there was a slight tendency to surpass him.

Was he really just a young man in his twenties? How did he accumulate so much knowledge at such a

young age?

Abraham had always felt that the age represented the qualifications of an appraiser. After all, the older

one was, the more he saw and the more he knew.

But he had ignored that there was a kind of people in this world who could master a skill thoroughly

without spending a lot of time. This kind of people were called geniuses.

Before long, Casey's narration ended, and everyone was silent.

Casey's appraisal was obviously better than Abraham's, but Abraham had his reputation. Even if

everyone was a little biased, they just felt that their skills were on a par.

The middle-aged man stared at them and said, “This fellow’s skill is also quite surprising. This makes it

difficult for us to distinguish who is better. How about you two appraise the same one and it may be

easier to tell who’s better.”

Everyone nodded immediately, saying that Abraham and Casey should appraise the same item, and

then they would decide who to support.

Abraham agreed, so did Casey.

Caleb cursed secretly, and a deep jealousy grew in his heart.

The middle-aged man took out a painting from the box, and then unfolded the painting with his

attendant, and said with a smile, “Please appraise this painting.”

Both Abraham and Casey stood in front of the painting and stared at it.

The people in the yard were also very curious about what kind of painting it was, and came forward to

look at it.

After a while, Abraham laughed and said, “Change one. This painting is an imitation. Although it has

some history, it is only an imitation painting 20 or 30 years ago, and it is quite meaningless to appraise

it.”

The crowd was in an uproar. They didn't expect that this seemingly high-level painting turned out to be

an imitation one. They all thought it was a masterpiece. They didn’t expect Abraham would look at it for

a few times and knew the history of the painting.

For a moment, everyone began to admire Abraham.

The middle-aged man also laughed and said, “Mr. Abraham really has percipient eyes. I actually

bought this painting from a hawker. I thought it was an exquisite copy, so I bought it, and it was seen

through by you.”

“But this shouldn't affect our evaluation of you guys, I can just change one.”

What the middle-aged man was intending to do was obvious, just to deliberately highlight Abraham's

skills, so that everyone would support Abraham.

Like everyone else, this middle-aged man was not optimistic about Casey, even if he had a certain

level of appreciation, he should not be so arrogant.

Just when the middle-aged man wanted to put this painting away, Casey suddenly said, “This painting

is not as simple as you think, don't put it away so quickly.”

“Casey, what do you mean? This is just an imitation painting. He said it was bought from a hawker.

What else do you want to do? Do you want to take the opportunity to cheat?” Caleb immediately

became aggressive.

Casey smiled, took the painting right away, and said to the security guard of Gray family, “Go and bring

a table here, get a basin of water by the way, and bring a knife.”