Early on Sunday morning, Rena ran to the door of Wei Xiu's house and knocked on the door. Tomato △ Novel △ Net --'.-f'q-x's'Wei Xiu, who rarely sleeps lazily, regrets how to promise her to go to the flea market.

The flea market Reena is actually a humble second-hand thrift market in Bochum, located in the middle of nowhere, which is a favorite place for many housewives who are not very financially good, and it is also a good place for some artists and antique collectors to hang out and eat.

For example, a while ago, in 2014, the American Emperor Chicago flea market found a large number of photos about the last century, spanning from the 50s to the 70s, and the photography technology is comparable to that of the masters.

And the photos and negatives were taken by an unknown, unmarried, withdrawn and introverted nanny Vivian Meyer. This incident caused a sensation in the Western world at the time.

In fact, shopping for antiques at flea markets is the pleasure of many antique dealers.

Wei Xiu, who was forcibly pulled by Rena and didn't eat breakfast, just held a hamburger and nibbled on it, and was dumbfounded when he arrived at his destination. Is this for my sake? Obviously, you want to go shopping, okay?

Rena, who said that she was buying some good things for Wei Xiu, as soon as she got here, she cheered and rushed in to find something she liked.

Wei Xiu's face was full of helplessness, and he yawned and followed behind, just opening his eyes slightly every few seconds, scanning the stalls around him, he was here, don't miss anything good.

However, the ideal is beautiful, the reality is skinny, and the history is that of Europe, which is a large number of small countries, and how can the historical heritage be compared with that of China? Even the productive forces have risen because of the industrial revolution, and there are only a handful of antiques that can be preserved in history. □ tomato ''-.'f'q-x'

Many people say that the protection of antiques abroad is better than that in China, I don't know how many times, almost every antique is registered, even if it is stolen, it is not easy to sell the stolen goods.

However, this is also based on the premise that its antiques are relatively scarce, and you can expect that under the national conditions of antiques being dug up every day in China, you can still register and make a book?

Sister Rena is several years older than Wei Xiu, but she looks like a child, very playful, and likes to sarcastically like a knife with her mouth, but when you really get along, you will find that people are actually quite good.

At this time, she looked at a table lamp in the shape of a trumpet flower in the 80s with shining eyes, and she looked like she couldn't walk.

Seeing this, Wei Xiu shook his head, turned his head and glanced at the stall next to him, and found that not a single item was more than a hundred years old, and then his gaze was about to sweep to the other side.

However, Wei Xiu, who had just turned his head, was suddenly stunned, frowned and turned his head again, looking at this pile of old goods, this pile of old goods looks like it should be made out of a set of houses, there are all kinds of furniture rattan chairs, the style is very old, look at the vicissitudes of these furniture, how can it be fifty or sixty years old.

Wei Xiu's eyes lit up a little and he moved open a quaint bedside table, revealing the box behind it.

This is a solid wood box, the box is carved with asymmetrical geometric figures, it looks like a bit of silhouette and zigzag outline, looking at the wood color style, it should be a rococo style box imitated during the reign of Louis XV in the last century, because the style of this period is quite influenced by the charm of the Chinese Oriental style, so Wei Xiu is quite familiar with it. Tomato Fiction Net☆ -''.-f'

The box is not what Wei Xiu is interested in, Wei Xiu is interested in what is in the box.

Wei Xiu pointed to the box and said, "Can I open it and take a look?"

The stall owner was an old man of about sixty years old with a beard, and the old man made a kind gesture of please: "Oh, of course!"

Wei Xiu opened the box and found that the alley was indeed full of personal belongings, a few books, a notebook, and some bits and pieces.

"How much does this box cost?" asked Wei Xiu.

"If you buy it, you'll have to include what's inside!" said the old man.

"Of course!" Wei Xiu said dryly.

"Forty euros!" the old man gestured.

Wei Xiu didn't know the market for the old goods here, but he had a good impression of the Germans, so he didn't bargain and bought them with money.

This box, including the contents of the box, is not more than 100 years old, but in the mezzanine of the box, Wei Xiu found a very interesting thing, this thing is not easy to inspect on the spot, because it is about a very famous German president - Adolf Hitler!

All morning, Wei Xiu and Rena spent the flea market, except for the morning after picking out the box, Wei Xiu barely made a move.

However, Rena bought a lot of things, and at noon, looking at a pile of flashy and impractical things, Rena simply called Antonio to help her move things. Tomato Fiction Net☆ -''.-f'

I don't know when Rena got acquainted with Antonio, Antonio drove a pickup truck very obediently, although he was quite strong, but his personality was very straightforward, and he rolled up his sleeves to help with the work.

Wei Xiu looked at Rena, and then at Antonio, who was being commanded by Rena to carry things, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At Noon, at Rena's kind invitation, Wei Xiu and Antonio had lunch at Rena's house. In fact, Wei Xiu was kicked out of the kitchen, but Antonio entered the kitchen to cook ingredients and entertain guests in a foreign country amid Rena's reprimand.

Wei Xiu watched Rena's angry voice sounded from time to time in the kitchen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious. This Rena looks very interesting to Antonio!

Speaking of Rena, Bochum is not her hometown, and this home is naturally not Rena's home in the true sense of the word, but a rented house.

Rena went to college in Bochum and stayed here after graduation, so you can see that she is not suitable for the office. So the one-bedroom house of the tenant who has been tepid and heartless doesn't know how long it will last.

Wei Xiu, who couldn't sit still, stood up and visited Rena's living room, this living room is really difficult to say what style it is, if you have to give an evaluation, the good one is called a mix, and if it is ugly, it is a mix.

If nothing else, just look at the drawings, oil paintings, charcoal paintings, and watercolor paintings on this wall, and there are more than a dozen pairs of them, and it is almost impossible to hold a small art exhibition! Looking at the old appearance of these things, they should have been bought by Rena at the flea market!

Wait a minute!

The smile on the corner of Wei Xiu's mouth suddenly converged, his brows furrowed, and his eyes looked at a charcoal painting hanging on the wall. □▽○ Tomato ☆ Small ○ Say Net '--.- f'q'x-s--.com

The size of this charcoal painting is not large, the data given by the explorer is 43.8x62 specifications, the canvas depicts a quiet country road, the scenery on both sides of the road is blurred, and on the path is walking with his head down, there is a child with no shoes at his ankles, there is a faint shadow under the child's feet, and behind the child is a celestial body that does not know whether it is the sun or the moon.

The whole painting should look very quiet and leisurely, but for some reason, when Wei Xiu saw the child's bare feet, which were rendered with a faint black carbon footprint, some dirty ankles, Wei Xiu suddenly felt a faint sadness.

Running barefoot on a thick carpet or jumping happily on the grass is called leisure, and walking on the path is poor.

Wei Xiu reached out and touched the frame, there was a signature obscured by the frame of his tentacles, the signature was like an extra "mouth" under the Chinese character "open", it looked a bit like the word "swallow", in fact, the "mouth" was just a capital Latin letter "d".

This is - Wei Xiu's eyes widened! This is Dürer's painting! Albrecht Dürer's original handiwork!!

The "D" is the "D" in Albrechtdrer's name, and whether the "open" shape will be the letter "A" is still an unsolved mystery, some people speculate that Dürer's use of this symbol may be related to his religious beliefs, and some people speculate that it is the deformation of the letter "A", but later generations have thought too much.

When Dürer's information appeared in Wei Xiu's field of vision, Wei Xiu's whole person froze. There are many artists in Germany, but very few can be known by Wei Xiu, but the name of Dürer, even Wei Xiu, a foreigner, knows a little bit or two.

Wei Xiu knew Dürer's name, but because he had read a collection of stories called "Wisdom Backpack", in which there was a small story to the effect that two children from a poor family wanted to go to an art academy for further study, and then the family conditions could only allow one person, and the other had to go to mining to support the family, and finally the younger brother went to the academy, and four years later, when the younger brother found his brother and wanted to provide for his brother's schooling, his elder brother held up his hands destroyed by heavy mining and said that everything was too late, and his hands could no longer create art.

Later, the younger brother painted the hand of his older brother, who was Albrecht Dürer, and that painting is now known as the Praying Hand.

Albrecht Dürer is definitely one of the greatest painters in German history, and to some extent even the "one" can be removed.

Looking at the carbon 14 detection age exactly 500 years ago, I am afraid that this painting is a replica of Dürer, if not Dürer's work.

Wei Xiu really doesn't have much research on charcoal painting, looking at the artistic conception is okay, and when it comes to details, such as brushwork, fiction and reality, etc., it is a bit of a circle.

I didn't find antiques in the flea market, but I didn't expect Rena to fancy a top treasure at home, and Wei Xiu felt embarrassed.

Rena's lunch is not very rich, but the amount is very large, in fact, looking at Rena's appearance, you know that she can cook! In fact, this lunch is a large piece of fried pork chops, accompanied by an inexplicable sauerkraut, and a large pot of frankish sausages with spicy sauce on top of the cabbage, yes, Wei Xiu thinks that the porcelain for the sausages should be either a plate or a Nima basin.

The trio sat around a Tornet-style bentwood dining table with a pile of cans of beer on which to drink and open.

"How about a taste of my craft?" Reena sat down, expectant.

Wei Xiu inserted a sausage, nodded while eating, and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Rena immediately laughed with satisfaction, Antonio couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw this situation, this kind of mass-produced sausage can be seen as a fart skill, that is, Huaxia Wei takes care of Rena's face too much.

"What are you laughing at?" said Rena, glaring at Antonio.

Antonio quickly shut up and didn't speak, munching on the pork chop in front of him, as if I was gagged by food.

Seeing Antonio's softness, Rena smiled smugly, excitedly counting how stupid Antonio was in the kitchen, and she had to rely on her to teach him and so on.

Speaking of happiness, I didn't want Rena to suddenly look gloomy, and sighed faintly and said: "There are not many days like this, and after a while, I guess I will have to go back to my hometown in Würzburg." After speaking, his expression was a little lonely, contrary to the impression he had given Wei Xiu before.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Wei Xiu asked.

Rena looked a little distressed and said, "Actually, it's nothing, my dad called to urge me to go back, and I can't mix it up here." Listening to Manke, our company is about to be acquired, and after the acquisition, there will definitely be a big move, and a dispensable person like me must be the first to be laid off, so it is better to go back as soon as possible to save shame. ”

Speaking of this, Rena suddenly laughed and said: "Actually, there is no money, if I can't spend the money, I won't go back, and I have to listen to my father's nagging when I go back, it's annoying!"

Wei Xiu looked at Rena's bitter appearance, and suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Actually, you have already dug up the treasure!"