Chapter 319: The Father of Western Oil Painting - Titian

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Chapter 319 The Father of Western Oil Painting - Titian

......By the way, Boss Zhang, I still want to buy a few things from you, mainly for gifts!" Liu Dong suddenly turned his head and said after walking down from the second floor.

"Hehe, Mr. Liu is polite, the things on this floor, you took a fancy to the one you took away, and I gave it to Mr. Liu!" To put it mildly, it is because Zhang Weihan is very sure that there are basically no antiques on this floor, basically modern handicrafts, but some of them are very good, worth two or three thousand yuan. I just made a big deal with Liu Dong for 15 million, and I naturally don't care about two or three thousand.

After listening, Liu Dong smiled and didn't say much, after going around the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion twice, there were already four more things on the counter behind Zhang Weihan.

A large plate of dragon springs with eight treasure lotus patterns, a small bowl with Fahua color, a copper furnace with a book Xuande style, and the last one is a blue and white dragon pattern plum vase.

The four things are antiques, Longquan plate is the Yuan Dynasty, the value is about 100,000, the Fahua color small bowl belongs to the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the market price is 50,000, the Xuande furnace is also the Ming Dynasty, but not the real Xuande furnace, but the Ming imitation, in addition, even if it is a real Xuande furnace, I am afraid that the value is not high, because the current appraisal industry, has not been able to identify the means of the genuine Xuande furnace, so even this precious treasure furnace, now the highest market price is less than one million.

The last piece of blue and white dragon pattern plum vase, Liu Dong is the most important, after seeing the rich aura on its body, Liu Dong's heart almost jumped out. Because this porcelain in good condition is a real Yuan blue and white flower.

Except for seeing one in Li Lao's treasure house. It was the first time for Liu Dong to feel this kind of dragon pattern of the official kiln Yuan blue and white so closely.

Fang Zhonghua, who was standing behind Liu Dong at this moment. Looking at Yuan Qinghua on the table, he was also a little surprised, but the time was too short, and he didn't get started, so he couldn't determine the authenticity of this plum bottle. However, based on the quality of this plum vase, all qiē are in line with the characteristics of Yuan blue and white.

"Boss Zhao, how much do you think these four things cost?"

"Hehe, as I said just now, these four things don't cost money. Count me as a gift to Mr. Liu!" Zhang Weihan said politely.

"That's not good, no one's money comes for nothing, how can I be embarrassed to ask for your things for nothing, so let's do it, these four objects, 10,000 yuan, what do you think?" After finishing speaking, Liu Dong didn't wait for Zhang Weihan to speak, so he took out a stack of unopened banknotes from his pocket and put them on the counter, with Zhang Weihan's many years of business experience. At a glance, based on the thickness of the stack of money, it was concluded that it was indeed 10,000.

And saw that Liu Dong paid all the money. He didn't say anything more. At this moment, Liu Dong has become synonymous with 'generosity and kindness' in Zhang Weihan's heart. didn't know that he was already a big treasure at this moment.

After taking four boxes filled with scraps of paper from Zhang Weihan and packing all four pieces of porcelain, Liu Dong beckoned a company bodyguard standing outside the door, and then handed over the three pieces of porcelain to him.

Such a precious thing, except for Mu Gang, put it on others, he really didn't feel at ease.

"Mr. Liu, ...... the dragon-patterned plum vase just now?" Fang Zhonghua said excitedly on his face.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Dong.

"I'll talk about it when I get back!"

Out of the Treasure Pavilion, Liu Dong continued to walk forward, and then more than 30 antiques to start, at this time Liu Dong did not abide by any more than 20,000 rules, as long as he looked at the aura is still quite strong, he will buy them all, gold and silverware, tin and lead ware, lacquerware, magic ware, furniture, calligraphy and painting, ceramics, jade, bronze, red collection, stamps, old newspapers, comic books, medals, old versions of books, Ancient coins and so on, by the time Liu Dong had almost finished shopping around all the baggage and antique shops in the entire antique street, the eight company bodyguards who came to help Liu Dong move things this time were almost running and breaking their legs.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see this kind of good thing in China!" Liu Dong said as he walked into a shop pù on the side, the interior decoration of the shop pù is not quite the same as most of the antique shops on the antique street, it looks much more modern here, and the things sold in the store are not traditional Chinese paintings, ceramics and other antiques, but oil paintings.

There are many oil paintings of different sizes and sizes hanging on the left and right walls of the hall, and there are also many on the central display shelves.

"Sir, which one do you want to buy? I can take it down for you!" Seeing Liu Dong bring people in, a thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old middle-aged boss who was greeting two foreign tourists greeted him.

Hearing this, Liu Dong smiled, "Boss, I didn't expect to see a shop specializing in oil paintings here on the antique street!"

"Hehe, the water in the antique shop is too deep, and I can't do it myself, so I retreat to the next best thing, and earn some money from tourists by selling oil paintings, which is not a big deal!" The boss was very talkative, and he didn't keep Liu Dong a secret about his plans.

In fact, Liu Dong thinks that the boss's business strategy is still very good, now more and more foreign tourists come to China every year, Quancheng as an ancient city is also a lot every year, antique street is almost a fixed tourist attraction in Quancheng, there are no less than 100 foreign tourists who come here every day, there is such a shop that sells oil paintings, I think it is still more popular with foreign guests, just like Liu Dong went abroad, the first to go abroad is to sell Chinese antiques and artworks.

And just as Liu Dong was talking to the boss, the two foreigners over there, who were supposed to be husband and wife, had already taken a small oil painting to pay the bill and leave.

Seeing this, Liu Dong also walked around the store. Of course, he already knew what he wanted, so he walked to the left side of the boss and looked at the many framed paintings placed against the wall.

There are Western character story paintings, as well as purely oriental oil paintings. However, although Liu Dong doesn't know much about the appraisal of oil paintings, he still understands a little bit about appreciating them, and at a glance the level of these oil paintings is not very good, and there are many so-called surreal arts that cannot be understood at all. For these paintings, Liu Dong basically skimmed by. Directly take out the frame that is leaning against the end and the picture is facing away from you.

After seeing the content of the canvas, Liu Dong smiled, no wonder the boss specially put this painting in the innermost, and also put it against the wall, it turned out that it was painted with three naked Western women.

Although the country is now open, such a naked painting is placed in a dignified place, which still makes people feel immoral, and even the owner of this shop is not exempt from vulgarity.

The size of the frame is not small, the height is 115 centimeters, and the length is also 165 centimeters, and Liu Dong took a little effort to take it out from behind a large pile of paintings.

"Sir, do you like this one?" After noticing the painting in Liu Dong's hand, the middle-aged boss looked at Liu Dong with a hint of strangeness.

However, Liu Dong doesn't care what this boss thinks, what he wants most now is to get this authentic painting of Titian Vecellio, the 'father of Western oil painting' and the representative painter of the Venetian school in the late Italian Renaissance. In addition to the three paintings in Li Lao's treasure room, this is the first time Liu Dong has seen them, and there is hope that he has the authentic works of Western oil painting masters.

"Yes, this painting is very good, I want to buy it, the boss will make a price, right?" Liu Dong affirmed.

Seeing that Liu Dong's expression did not seem to be fake, the middle-aged boss quoted a price of five thousand, compared to the real value of the painting in Liu Dong's hand at this moment, five thousand is not even a fraction of a fraction, but there are really few people in China who can identify Titian's authentic works, in the heart of this middle-aged boss, this is just a painting that is not bad, but because the picture is too naked, it is difficult to sell Western paintings!

"Boss, how did this painting come about?" asked Liu Dong with a smile after paying the bill.

"You really asked me about this, most of my paintings here are the works of students of the Academy of Fine Arts, of course, some are collected from others, as for this painting, it has been placed here for more than two years, as for how it came about, I really forget!"

After listening, Liu Dong nodded, then took the paintings that had been packed by the store, and let the two bodyguards carry them and go out.

However, as soon as they came out of the oil painting shop, they didn't walk a few steps before the group was blocked by the crowd gathered in front of them. Moreover, even if you stand outside, you can hear the sound of a fierce quarrel coming from the inside.

"Mr. Fang, can you help me get it?" said Liu Dong and took off the large backpack behind his back.

"Of course that's no problem!, but let's leave Mr. Liu's idle business alone, the people in the club are still waiting for us to go back!" Fang Zhonghua hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but persuade.

"Hehe, isn't it too early now? By the way, now we know each other after this trip, don't call me Mr. Liu, if you don't dislike it, call me Xiaodong, Dongzi will be successful!"

"Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome!Xiaodong, if I put this thing here, I won't be able to lose it!" Fang Zhonghua took the backpack in Liu Dong's hand as he spoke.

"Brother Fang's words, I naturally believe it!" Liu Dong said with a smile. With his own relics Yuanguang, even if the thing was put in Fang Zhonghua's hands, he would never want to take another one under his nose.

After finishing speaking, Liu Dong took two steps forward, and then squeezed towards the crowd, with his physique, this kind of strength is very simple, and soon Liu Dong came to the front of the crowd.

The two people who were arguing, one was wearing a gray shoulder on the upper body, a pair of navy blue pants on the bottom, a pair of slightly torn liberation shoes on the feet, dark complexion, and a rectangular object wrapped in blue and white furoshiki in his left hand. The other was a little better dressed, but this man was slightly thin and had a slick face. Coupled with the broken porcelain vase on the ground, Liu Dong knew what was going on. (To be continued......)