Chapter 33

"Ding! Receive the night moon to see the lake map, and the extra reward is the genuine 'Luo Shen Futu'. ”

"This picture is a rare treasure, please be sure to take care of it. ”

Liao Yuan was a little stunned, this is the first time the system has said so many words, which is a good explanation of the value of this 'Luo Shen Futu'.

Liao Yuan pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered this 'Luo Shen Futu'.

This is a famous painting that has been lost, and several copies of the existing facsimiles have been collected in the museum, and now in his hands it is the authentic work of the 'Luo Shen Futu'.

The value of this painting can be compared with the Qingming Riverside Picture!

Liao Yuan looked at his storage space with some excitement, where there was indeed a picture scroll floating in the air.

Hurriedly picked up the phone.

"Hey, give me a cultural relics display case with constant temperature and humidity, I want it soon, send it over quickly. ”

The person who answered the phone was a little confused and stammered in response.

"Excuse me, are you... Is it the museum guys?"

"No, private, I sent you the address, I want the superlative, right away!"

"Okay, okay. ”

Putting down the phone, the man asked the person next to him with some confusion.

"Ah Uncle Yuan, have there been any antiquities unearthed recently?"

The old man, Ah Coin, shook his head.

"There has been no news of antiquities being unearthed recently. ”

"Then when I listen to that person's tone, I always feel like there is some rare treasure. ”

The old man smiled and said,

"Haven't you seen it, the last time someone came to us to order a cultural relics display case, saying that he got the original Mona Lisa, and that person also said that the Palace of Versailles was a fake. ”

The old man paused.

"So, you just do it for him, it's us who make money anyway. ”

The man nodded as if he didn't understand, got up, called a few people to pick up a packed cabinet, and went out.

It didn't take long for a small pickup truck to drive to Liao Yuan's door.

After installing the display case, the young man couldn't help but ask more.

"Mr. Liao, which masterpiece are you going to use to store it? ”

This cabinet cost more than 100,000 yuan, and young people are also a little curious.

But after all, it is not surprising that the bigwigs of this kind of villa area have some valuable private collections.

"This is the 'Roselle Futu'. ”

The young man was shocked, although he was not an archaeology major, but he had done a lot in this profession and knew some about these things.

Looking to the side, there was indeed a huge picture scroll lying flat on the table.

The young man stepped forward and took a closer look, and found that the painting was indeed somewhat exquisite, and at first glance he knew that it was not some shoddy modern fake.

Baby!

This young man's first reaction was like this, according to his analysis, it is not an exaggeration that this kind of thing can be placed in a city-level museum as a treasure.

The young man asked tentatively.

"Mr. Liao, can I take a photo? I haven't seen such an expressive painting that can be reproduced!"

Liao Yuan nodded.

However, what kind of copy is this, this is the real thing.

After the photo was taken, the young man went back.

"Ah Uncle Yuan, I think that man's painting seems to be a little exquisite, I wonder if this is the real thing?"

The old man looked at the picture in his hand and waved his hand.

"Although it is quite good, you also know that the authentic work of 'Luo Shen Futu' has long been lost. ”

Even so, the old man still made a copy of the photo in his hand.

The old man was a little puzzled in his heart, when he first saw this picture, it was not simple, but reason told him that this idea was somewhat unrealistic.

However, the painting is a little too stunning, so amazing that one doubts that it is the real thing.

When he got home in the evening, the old man couldn't stop calling.

"Tao Fenghua, come to my house to take a look, I have a photo of 'Luo Shen Futu' here, I always feel that it is genuine. ”

The same person who answered the phone was an old man, who was now flipping through an archaeology book.

"Bi Fujian, is there any genuine work of this 'Luo Shen Futu', don't you have points?

Tao Fenghua's tone of voice was obviously a little unkind, but Coin Fujian still looked excited.

"Really, I look at the photo a little differently, I sent it to your phone, you can take a look quickly. ”

After saying that, Bin Fujian hung up the phone.

"Made, is this coin Fu Jian old and confused..."

Tao Fenghua said to himself, but having said that, he still took out a magnifying glass and began to study the photo sent by Coin Fujian.

After all, these old researchers all hope that in their lifetimes, they can see these lost ancient paintings resurface.

Coincidentally, this time, Tao Fenghua really saw something strange.

"The brushwork of this painting feels a little outstanding, a bit of a sense of déjà vu. ”

At this time, Tao Fenghua was a little undecided, he hurriedly called the driver and ran to the research room.

"Bi Fujian, call those old guys quickly, let's go to the research institute, this painting may really have something in it. ”

"Is there anyone else in the institute at night?"

"I've got the key, hurry up. ”

This Tao Fenghua was even more excited than Coin Fu Jian, so much so that his driver was so nervous that he was holding a bottle of emergency heart-saving pills in his hand.

It didn't take long for all of them to arrive in the research room.

"Professor Tao, what are the famous paintings you are talking about?"

One asked.

"Roselle Futu. ”

As soon as Tao Fenghua said this, several professors in front of him laughed.

"Hey, it's a big night, what's so good about the facsimile, it's better to go to the Forbidden City to see it." ”

"That's right, there is no genuine product in the 'Luo Shen Futu'! No matter how real he is, can he compare to the one in the Forbidden City Museum?"

"It's just a handicraft, is it necessary to mobilize the people?"

Hearing them say this, Tao Fenghua was a little anxious.

"I'm telling you, this painting is really a little different today. This painting really has a sense of age, then you don't look like a modern fake at all, which can be compared to the one in the Forbidden City. ”

At this time, these professors were a little interested.

"Forget it, don't talk nonsense, take it out and take a look. ”

Tao Fenghua immediately called up the photos in his mobile phone and projected them on the screen on the side.

"Zoom in, zoom in again. ”

"Pay attention to the details, I think the material of this paper is a little different, this feels at least before the Ming Dynasty, and there is no problem with saying that it was before the Tang Dynasty. ”

"If that's the case, then there really isn't much difference from Gu Kaizhi's era. ”

"But this 'Luo Shen Futu' is recognized as lost, and now it suddenly appears here, I don't believe it. I think this painting is still a copy of the ancients, and it can be regarded as a better category. ”