After thousands of years of wind and frost, it is indeed extremely rare for this painting to be preserved until now, but many places on the center of the painting have different degrees of cracking and fading, and the silk paper is also badly worn.

In the process of cleaning up, Jin Feng also discovered an interesting truth.

This painting actually came out of the tomb, no wonder the last age of the collection seal on it will stay in the carpenter emperor Zhu Youxiao, and there will be no other stamps and inscriptions.

Based on the oxidized color and the degree of damage to the silk and the heart, it is estimated that the time of excavation is within thirty or fifty years.

As for the painting coming out of that tomb, Jin Feng didn't have the ability to track it down. There are countless tombs that have been stolen over the years, and the Daluo Immortals can't finish checking them.

It is a miracle that it has been buried in the tomb for all these years and is still so well preserved.

The guys in the workshop have everything they need to clean up and repair.

stayed up until more than four o'clock in the morning, and finally finished this town-level painting, and Jin Feng was also exhausted.

Replaced with a new strong tea, Jin Feng stretched his waist for a long time, and his face was full of tiredness.

In the past two days, I was really tired enough, and he successively treated Mr. Zhao and Zheng Wei, the son of a loser, which consumed Jin Feng's great energy.

It was in the dead of night that Jin Feng finally got a little respite. Heartache took out the little remaining thousand-year-old ginseng slices and hesitated, but finally did not want to use it.

This piece of ginseng is still left to Princess Lin's life.

sat down, picked up a Ruyi bottle less than a foot high on the table, bent his fingers and flicked the outer wall of the bottle, listening to the pleasant and crisp sound, Jin Feng showed a shallow smile.

The full name of this Ruyi bottle is called Qianlong Palace, Pink Land, Yangcai, Crane Deer, Tongchun Ruyi Bottle.

This is the heavy weapon of the Qianlong official kiln.

The mouth of the garlic bottle, hanging belly, and the circle foot is skimmed. The abdomen is painted with cranes and deer in the same spring, the peaks are stacked, the pine and the green Berlin stand, the Ruilu crane is leisurely among them, the meal is loose and the stream is drunk, and it is happy.

The neck and foot wall are applied to the palace powder, and other places are ruyi cloud head pattern, decorated with banana leaf patterns, decorated with flowers, countless pearls, and each layer is decorated with gold lines.

At the bottom, there is a pine green glaze, and in the middle is a rare alum red book "Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty" three-line six-character seal.

This thing as a whole looks like a modern artifact. On a big bottle, I mixed and kneaded everything with pine, crane, deer, and water, plus those seven or eight colors of glaze, and there was no artistic beauty at all.

This thing......

Jin Feng really didn't look right.

However, the bottle firing is the most testing process, and it is quite difficult to burn.

is such a bottle that completely does not conform to the aesthetics of the time, and in 2017, it sold for a sky-high price of 122 million soft girl paper, and it does not include commissions.

It's really ridiculous to talk about this bottle.

Before designing the layout of Christie's, this bottle was completely out of Jin Feng's calculations.

The valuation of this bottle at Christie's at that time was between 150 million and 170 million, but Gong Lingfeng took advantage of the chaos on the scene at that time and no one was bidding to pick up this big leak in vain.

The Ruyi bottle was originally a pair, placed in the Changchun Garden, which was specially burned by Emperor Qianlong to his mother, the Empress Dowager Xi Guifei.

The TV said that Qianlong Hongli was the adopted son of Concubine Xi, which was all a lie.

The crane and deer with the spring ruyi bottle has been placed in the Changchun Garden, with the Old Summer Palace stubborn Changchun Garden gradually unwelcomed. When it came to Xianfeng, the Gallic chickens that never set on the sun snatched this place clean and burned it clean again.

This pair of ruyi bottles has since been lost overseas.

As for how they were separated later, it is unknown.

Last year, a lucky old white skin of the Gallic chicken was rummaging through his grandfather's suburban attic when he found a Ruyi bottle in a shoebox, causing quite a commotion.

This level of Ruyi bottle couldn't get into Jin Feng's eyes, so he casually put it in the box and locked it in the safe.

This past day belongs to me, not only picking up the big leak, but also defeating some shameless white skins.

Looking back on the difficulties he has experienced these days, Jin Feng feels a burst of happiness, but also feels a burst of palpitations.

Passing through one level after another, only I can understand how much pressure I have endured during this period.

It wasn't until yesterday that I finally raised my eyebrows.

There was some light in the darkness, and I also saw the hope of victory.

Immediately, Jin Feng sighed softly again.

The road is still long, and there will be more and more levels in the back, so you can't take it lightly.

Even if Christie's won the Hong Kong Island auction, it was just that.

According to the character of the old fox of the Norman iron head and the spokesman, they will never give up if they lose, and they will have to fight later!

This group of whiteskins will not beat them and beat them down, and they will never stop.

After all, there is still a time to do it.

WeChat sent out a prompt tone at this time, but it was Ms. Zimo's video connection to herself.

After connecting the video, Zeng Zimo, who was dressed in pajamas, smiled at Jin Feng, and his clean plain face and star-like eyes swept away Jin Feng's tiredness.

"Haven't slept yet?"

"Hmm!"

"Sorry to bother you so late. ”

"It's okay, I'm all set. Why didn't you sleep?"

"I dreamed of you, got up and said hello to you. ”

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that you came to marry me on a cart!"

"Hmm...... This can be had. ”

"You're in the studio?"

"Yes!"

"Oh. Understand. Thank you"

"Huh?"

"Can you see what you picked up?"

"Which leak?"

“...... How many spills did you pick up?"

"Ge Li picked up Fan Kuan's painting, and Gong Lingfeng picked up the Qianlong official kiln bottle. ”

"Ahh......h You really can. ”

Holding his mobile phone, Jin Feng deliberately walked around the restoration room, so that his fiancée, who was checking the post in the middle of the night, could see the situation in the restoration room clearly, and let her see the picture of visiting friends and the Ruyi bottle.

Zeng Zimo has no strong interest in his collection, as most girls do.

Including Fan Qingzhu of the collector family and Wang Xiaoxin of the thousand-year-old royal family, their love for collecting is far less than those brand-name bags.

"Mr. Kim, can you not turn off the video, I want you to watch me sleep. I'm afraid that when I have the next dream, you won't marry me. ”

"Good. ”

The mobile phone was placed in front of Jin Feng, Zeng Zimo kissed the camera elegantly, and the jade head smiled softly at Jin Feng sideways, and slowly fell asleep with satisfaction.

Jin Feng knew that his fiancée sent him a video message not to pick up leaks, nor to wake up from a dream, but to Ms. Zimo's usual tricks.

Check the gang!

Although Zimo didn't say a word in the video conversation between the two people, Jin Feng knew that his fiancée was on guard against a certain Foguo Zhenguo artifact who lived in his home.

is really a girl with a blue heart, and she is so subtle and warm when she checks her post.

Thinking of this, Jin Feng also smiled.

Looking at the delicate and moving Zeng Zimo in his sleep, Jin Feng's face showed deep tenderness, and he raised his mobile phone and kissed it in the air.

"Come on, wait for me to marry you. ”

On the sofa in the restoration room until dawn, the eleventh scarf was issued on the landing scarf.

"The first auction of Imperial Capital Hill in Hong Kong Island Province. There is only one rule. Say no to off-site online auctions!"

"You don't have to come, as long as you don't regret it!"

Take a shower, change clothes, have breakfast, change into casual clothes and set off again.

It was half past seven in the morning, but the sky was dark.

During the rainy season, the magic capital is like a child who has lost his beloved toy and cries heartbreakingly.

When the gate slowly opened, the car stopped.

Standing in front of the car were three white-skinned old men in formal clothes.

A drizzle of rain fell mercilessly on the heads of the three white-skinned old men, their expensive suits already soaked by the rain.

The small amount of hair was drenched by the rain and clung to their scalps, and the rain dripped down their hair and down their faces.

The faces of the three old men were as stiff as a plank, and they were soaked and they didn't know how long they had stood up in the rain, and their bodies were shivering.

Seeing the exclusive luxury car of the familiar spokesperson appear in front of him, the numb three old men suddenly showed a touch of surprise, and they all stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Kim! it's me!"

"Thank goodness you finally came out. ”

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