"Oh, it's Brother Zhou, I don't know what you're going to ask?"

Shi Shengsu glanced at Zhou Yi, this young man is not like those old slippery heads in the painting world, using a pseudonym or even an anonymous name, and he learned to be a puppet before he could conceive on the wall. People are willing to have their real names, but they don't look at themselves differently as the masters of the forgery of the mixed society, and they are much more upright than those old guys who are greedy for "Winter Scenery Xiangju Tu" and want to cherish their reputation and feathers, and they are not first-class sour and rotten literati.

"Hehe, I want to confirm one thing. Did Mrs. Zun really get this painting from a Miao village in Guizhou?"

Legend has it that after the defeat of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the monk Juran went to Kaifeng with the later lord Li Yu. In the Northern Song Dynasty, where the article was gorgeous, his status as a calligraphy and painting monk was much higher than that of Li Yu, the monarch of the dead country, and he once became a guest of the nobles of Kaifeng. "Winter Scenery Xiangju Map" is the most proud painting of his life, even if he later passed away and returned to the sky, he will definitely not go to the people, the ancient transportation is inconvenient, Kaifeng is not only thousands of miles away from Guizhou, how can this painting fall in the Miao village in Guizhou?

The most taboo thing in the antique shop is to tell stories and listen to stories, but if a famous painting with a history suddenly appears in a rural corner, but there is no reasonable story to support it, it is not right.

In fact, these insiders who attended the meeting also have this doubt, but everyone has an eye, can see that this painting is not simple, if this is also an imitation of a fake, then the giant monk also has to sing to conquer, not to mention that whether it is ink rice paper, it is at least a thousand-year-old antiquity, it must be genuine. Since something is real, no one will ask what its origin is, and connoisseurs still see things, not listen to stories.

Even Fang Tuzeng, the most valuable contemporary 'living painter', glanced at Zhou Yi with some contempt, feeling that this young man was showing off, and the question he asked was very meaningless.

"This painting is indeed from the Miao village in Guizhou, according to my guess. It is likely that a certain prince and minister got this painting, and then for some reason was demoted to the province, so he ended up in Miao Village, right?"

Shi Shengsu is a fake ancestor, when it comes to making up stories, he is a hundred times stronger than today's Internet writers, of course, he has also thought about the origin of this thing; but since it is genuine, there are countless possibilities, and the Ming emperor who was hanged by Wu Sangui with a bowstring was not once exiled in Yungui? Perhaps it is precisely because this painting fell in the mountains that it can be passed down from generation to generation and not be damaged by war.

"Oh, really?"

When Shi Shengsu opened his mouth to explain. Zhou Yi carefully observed his expression, and found that this 'white paper fan' face changed slightly and casually covered up the past, so he didn't ask any more, but just smiled: "Since it's genuine, it's not in vain that we spend our time repairing it."

"Young man, you are too arrogant, this famous painting is not something you have the ability to repair, so it is our 'Dongwen Club' that has to spend time repairing it, not you!"

I don't know why. Zhou Yi inexplicably gave birth to a sense of crisis in the obscene Jiro, and the intuition of the citizens of the big island country told him that this young man from China was likely to spoil his good deeds.

"Hehe, Mr. Lewd is too confident, right?"

Zhou Yi raised his hand to stop the angry Tang Bao and the indignant Li Fangfei. glanced at Lewd Jiro, but turned to 'Little Juran' Fang Tuzeng and said: "Mr. Fang is an authority on Chinese painting, and naturally knows the truth that it is difficult to paint people and depict gods." Unfortunately, Xiao Zhouhou's face and part of his body were destroyed. Although it was successfully pasted again, it was difficult to have the effect of mending the sky, and the beauty lost its essence. How can this be repaired? I'm afraid that based on Mr. Shi's description alone, even a master and a giant expert like Mr. Fang Lao can't do it perfectly, right?"

As soon as these words came out, all the insiders nodded. Zhou Yi is right, the original painting was damaged, and Xiao Zhou has long become the dust of history, and it is absolutely impossible to come back to life as a model, as the so-called thousand people have a thousand Hamlets in their hearts, only based on Shi Shengsu's depiction, not to mention that Fang Tu was just a modern painter, he is a giant monk turned back from the western sky, I am afraid that because of the passage of time, I will not be able to paint the taste of the year.

This young man is interesting, it's just a problem for the house map, it's wonderful!

Since ancient times, the literati have been light, you don't expect the literati to establish a strong friendship like a bricklayer, Fang Tu has been in the island country in the past few years, the flowers outside the wall and the fragrance inside the wall, the peers have long looked at him unpleasantly, so after listening to Zhou Yi's question, one by one I was secretly refreshed, as if I swallowed an ice lump in August.

"Young people, it's not a good habit to be ambitious and have low eyes"

Fang Tuzeng shook his head slightly and said: "Now no one can get up from Xiao Zhou Hou underground, build the same 'Foggy Mountain Genyue' again, and arrange a fragrant residence, how can this painting be repaired to perfection?

"Mr. Fang, are you really so sure?"

Shi Shengsu said that he wanted to repair it perfectly, but in fact, he knew that it was impossible, and after repairing, he could reach the original eight or ninety percent appearance, and he would go to the heart tribulation. It is estimated that this is Fang Tuzeng, and I am afraid that I am not even seventy percent sure if I change others.

"mygod, fix it to eighty or ninety?"

The more skillful the work, the more difficult it is to change. In the eyes of everyone, Fang Tuzeng's tone was already overwhelming, even Professor Adam shook his head again and again, although he did not know much about Chinese painting, but art is the same, to repair a second- or third-rate Western painting, to repair the works of Leonardo da Vinci, Picasso? That is simply too difficult, to repair to eighty or ninety, the repairer must have no less than the original author's skill, to repair to ten percent, the repairer must have the ability to surpass the original author! Is this possible?

is worthy of Fang Tuzeng, he opened his mouth and said that he could repair it to eighty or ninety, which is to put himself and Monk Juran on the same level, crazy and proud enough!

"Hehe, if it's only eighty or ninety, it's not difficult. ”

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, and directly picked up Fang Tuzeng.

This style of acting is actually not in line with his character, but this painting can't fall into the hands of the little ghost no matter what, and since Fang Tu is so high-profile, he can only be more high-profile.

That day in Finland watching the heavy snow, occasionally touched the inspiration, the way of painting is that after he used the 'ink pen flashback' brushwork to draw the 'flying snow map', in one fell swoop broke through to the fifth level, but since then, there is no inch, and it has not been able to stimulate the system task or anything. I didn't expect to watch the broken painting just now.,The system task was activated.,The task content is'Repair this painting to perfection',The reward is to complete the painting in one fell swoop!

So now, whether it is for Mrs. Liu, or for the sake of national cultural relics, or for himself, Zhou Yi can't retreat lightly, and must snatch this painting from the hands of the 'Dongwen Society'; it's a pity that he only has the level of painting art at the fifth level, which is probably the same as that of painters like Fang Tuzeng, and to repair this painting perfectly, he has to rely on other means, if it is only according to Shi Shengsu's depiction, at most it will only be repaired eighty or ninety.

"Isn't it too difficult?"

Zhou Yi said this Tang Bao felt taken for granted, the third brother shot all five enemies? The crickets can fight so well, what is the point of repairing Zhang Hua? But in the ears of Shi Shengsu, who is an insider, he only felt that Zhou Yi was young and frivolous, and Fang Tuzeng laughed even more, and it seemed that he was about to laugh out of tears: "Okay, okay, Fang Someone thinks he is arrogant enough, I can't imagine that your kid is crazier than me, hahahaha, are you ten percent sure that you can repair this painting?"

"Of course, since Mr. Shi has the Southern Tang Dynasty Guxuan, I am 100% sure that this "Winter Scenery Xiangju Map" will be repaired perfectly. ”

Zhou Yi smiled faintly, there is only one chance, repairing a painting is different from a cooking competition, you can let the opponent make a dish and then slap your face calmly;

When it should be awesome, it is awesome, and when it is time to shoot, it is necessary to act decisively, without any obstacles and no worries, it is really leisurely, this truth Zhou Yi has already figured out.

"It's a big story, it's a lie!"

Lewd Jiro sneered: "Mr. Shi, don't be deceived by him. There is only one chance to repair the painting, and if this "Winter Scenery Fragrance Residence" is damaged by him, even Master Fang has no choice. ”

"500 million! I bet 500 million yuan, if I damage this painting, or if it can't be repaired perfectly, this money will be used as compensation for Mr. Shi's loss."

Zhou Yi smiled faintly, took out the checkbook from his arms, opened a check directly, and motioned for a 'dwarf mule' to deliver it to Shi Shengsu: "I don't know what kind of guarantee Mr. Lewjiro can make?"

"Me"

Although he was the vice president of the 'Tobun Club', he didn't have the power to mobilize 500 million RMB, so he immediately opened his mouth.

Sometimes it's cool to hit people with money, it's convenient and fast. Tang Bao looked up at Zhou Yi and smacked his tongue again and again: "Third brother, you are my idol in this life and the next life, I worship you fanatically!" Professor Adam and Li Fangfei were not so disgusting, but they just looked at Zhou Yi with great curiosity, not knowing where his confidence came from.

"The check is valid!"

Holding this check, Shi Shengsu was also a little excited. In the past few years, his economic situation has not been good, he almost went bankrupt to build 'Wushan Genyue' for his beloved wife, and some side businesses are not easy to do after the return of Xiangjiang, and his current situation is also strong, which is really difficult.

Listening to Zhou Yi's meaning, if he can't repair this painting to ten percent, even if it is only eight or ninety percent, the money will belong to him, 500 million, which is enough for him to smoothly transfer some of the shady industries in his hands to the right line, such a huge temptation makes him unable to resist.

What's more, it's easy to get 500 million people out of the way? If you can make friends with this young man by repairing the "Winter Scenery Xiangju Map", it will be of great benefit to yourself, as for the Dongwen Club, to hell with it.

"Okay! Brother Zhou is a happy person, then according to what you said, I will hand over this painting to you. ”

Shi Shengsu said with a smile: "If the "Winter Scenery Xiangju Map" can really be perfectly repaired, this painting will belong to Brother Zhou, and I owe you a favor, if you have orders in the future, you will go to the soup and go to the fire!"

Ps: There is another update today, the time is tight and the task is heavy, thank you all when you go back :) (to be continued.) )