It is a photorealist painting, small in size, no more than 40 centimeters wide and about 50 centimeters high, housed in a minimalist solid wood frame.

The so-called photorealism is a realistic painting based on photographs, which was popular in the sixties and seventies of the last century, and is also known as hyperrealism.

The painting in front of me is a realist work based on a black and white photograph, and there are only two colors on the picture.

In the painting, a beautiful girl wearing a long skirt is sitting on the river embankment, playing in the water with her bare feet, with a bright smile on her face, and the whole person is filled with endless youthful atmosphere, which is heartwarming.

In the foreground, the twin spires of Cologne Cathedral and the blue sky seem to have been washed by water.

Ye Tian took the painting and admired it for a moment, then put it back on the antique stall in front of him, and did not ask for the price, as if he was not interested in the painting.

When he put down the painting, he tapped the ring finger of his right hand twice on the edge of the solid wood frame, and the movement was so subtle that almost no one noticed.

However, several big men mixed in with the crowd of onlookers kept staring at his right hand, and their eyelids were reluctant to blink.

When they saw Ye Tian's invisible movement, a look of ecstasy immediately flashed in the depths of their eyes, and they almost cheered.

Needless to say, these big men were all mercenaries who had been hired by Ye Tian, and they were receiving their own compensation.

And the gesture that Ye Tian made was to tell these guys that this photorealist painting was worth a lot of money, and they could take it down as a reward for their previous actions!

Next, Ye Tian looked at the other so-called antique artworks on this stall, and then turned around and left, walking towards the next stall not far away.

About ten minutes after the group left, a guy dressed as a tourist came to the booth and pretended to be inadvertent, and managed to take the photorealist painting at a very low price.

At this time, Ye Tian was on another stall not far away, admiring the goods on that stall.

This is the largest and most famous Berlin Wall flea market in Berlin, which is in the Berlin Wall Heritage Park, and it has been more than an hour since Ye Tian and his party came here.

In this more than an hour, they were like a tornado, frantically sweeping through many antique stalls, antique shops, and galleries they passed, and seized a large number of valuable antique artworks.

All these antique works of art are now in the hands of David and several company employees, each of whom is so full that they can barely carry it.

Not only that, but at the entrance to the Berlin Wall flea market, Bowie and two of his men also entered the flea market and launched a sweeping operation.

The target of these guys is those antique works of art that are slightly less valuable and not worthy of Ye Tian's own hands, and the information they received naturally came from Ye Tian.

It is no surprise that Ye Tian's crazy action to sweep antique artworks has caused a sensation in the entire Berlin Wall flea market and even the entire field of German antique art collection.

At this moment, the Berlin Wall flea market has fallen into a situation of turmoil, and all the antique dealers and gallery owners who do business here are all terrified and have a sense of impending disaster.

The owner of the antique stall in front of him is in such a mood.

He looked at Ye Tian tremblingly, lest he become the next target to be ransacked by madness and become the protagonist of a tragedy.

At this time, Ye Tian was checking the antique artworks on this stall, or the so-called antique artworks.

There was a sudden pause as his gaze swept over a sculpture.

It is a surrealist bronze sculpture, about forty centimeters high, placed in the corner of the stall.

From the content of this sculpture, it can be seen that it should have originated from the dream of the sculptor, and the appearance looks very strange, even giving people a sense of absurdity.

The sculpture depicts a man struggling to get out of the rubble, one leg of which has stepped out of the rubble, and his scarred hands poking out of the rubble.

However, the man's torso was still embedded in the rubble, especially his head, which had been crushed and distorted by the outer wall, almost S-shaped.

The man, embedded in the ruins, seemed to be struggling, screaming in despair, trying to seize the last glimmer of life and escape.

In order to express the feelings of pain and despair, the sculptor deliberately made the man's torso and limbs slender and long, as if he had just come out of a concentration camp.

After looking this sculpture up and down, Ye Tian looked at the stall owner, and then said with a smile:

"Good morning, man, I'm Steven, nice to meet you, this surrealist sculpture looks a little weird, I wonder if it's the sculptor's work, can you tell us about it?"

The stall owner didn't respond immediately, but looked back at the surrealist sculpture suspiciously, trying to see something.

Unfortunately, in his eyes, this surrealist sculpture is no different from its predecessors, and there is nothing new to it.

After a moment of silence, the stall owner said uneasily:

"Good morning, Steven, I'm Friedrich, the owner of this stall, a small antique dealer who doesn't go into the limelight, and I'm glad to meet you, and welcome to Berlin.

I don't know much about this surrealist sculpture, and I don't know that it's the work of the sculptor, and that there is no signature on this sculpture."

Hearing this, Ye Tian paused for a moment, and then said in a slightly regretful tone:

"I see, that's a pity, this sculpture looks a little interesting, but unfortunately I don't know who created this sculpture.

I'd like to ask you how much this sculpture costs, and if it's reasonable, I wouldn't mind taking it back to New York to study it."

With Ye Tian's words, the stall owner named Friedrich's eyes suddenly lit up.

Not only him, but also many onlookers around him, all with their eyes shining, like searchlights.

Without exception, everyone at the scene looked at the strange sculpture, and everyone was full of curiosity.

Could it be that this very bizarre-looking, even somewhat absurd looking statue is the work of some famous master carver? A priceless piece of top-notch antique art? That's why Steven is so excited!

Many people at the scene were secretly speculating, but no one stood up to bid first, cut off the beard from Ye Tian's hands, and snatched this surrealist sculpture.

The reason why this is the case is simple is simple.

Everyone was scared of the pit, and they were all frightened, no one was sure if this was another trap dug by Ye Tian, ready to deal with those Cheng Biting Jin who killed halfway.

In the past hour or so, there have been four or five unlucky people who planned to cut off their beards halfway, and they have fallen into the traps dug by Ye Tian himself, and they have all been pitted to cry without tears.

With these bloody lessons from the past, how dare others make any more casual moves, they are all very cautious and maintain a wait-and-see attitude.