Qi Xiang was unhappy, the purpose of his trip was very clear. I just want to see if the so-called Lu Dongbin's self-portrait is true or false. If the drawing is gone, then what's the point of him staying?

Of course, if the thing is really not in the clubhouse, and the bag manager can directly tell him who the thing is given to and whose hands it is, then he can not care so much.

Otherwise, don't blame him for talking too much, and call the police directly when you go out......

As for what kind of consequences will there be after calling the police, he will definitely not care.

Turn your face, just turn your face, is he still afraid?

took care of his face and quickly said, "Brother, you don't have to be disappointed, after all, this matter is just my guess." Perhaps, the painting is still there, and someone will bring it later. ”

For a moment, someone did come in with something, but it was porcelain. Two or three staff members, each holding a delicate vase, walked in cautiously.

The vase rests on the table, and under the sunlight, it exudes a crystal clear luster, which is very delicate and beautiful.

At first glance, Guan Guan also forgot about Qi Xiang, and only cared about opening his eyes wide and looking closer.

A vase, that is a white and snowy white glaze, plus some colorful, very gorgeous color patterns. It would seem, should be pastel porcelain undoubtedly.

"Pretty ......"

Guan Zhao glanced at it and immediately praised it: "This should be a rare porcelain of the Qing Dynasty, and it is indeed a fine product." ”

No one agreed......

Because after putting down the bottle, several staff members have already withdrawn. And the manager of the bag, it is estimated that he went to contact the owner of the club, but he didn't see him back.

For a while, there was only Guan Zhao in the house talking to himself: "A few bottles, it should be something from the Qing Dynasty." I just don't know what era it is. If it is a treasure of the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty. The value is at least more than 10 million. ”

"If it's mid to late stage, it's also a few million ......"

Guan Zhao felt in his pocket and found a magnifying glass. He raised his magnifying glass and examined it carefully: "Pastel, which extends from enamel, draws nutrients from decorative paintings. ”

Among them, the techniques of dot dyeing and color matching are adopted, so that the picture has a strong texture and clear light and shade. There are clear hierarchies. ”

Guan Zhao's eyes were full of sighs, and then he turned his head and said, "Brother, look at this bottle, this painting, this color, isn't it very beautiful?" ”

"Yes, it's beautiful." Qi Xiang nodded, which was not perfunctory.

You must know that the development of porcelain reached the Ming and Qing dynasties. It has already reached the peak stage.

At that time, the form of porcelain had reached the extreme.

With the strong support of the emperors of previous dynasties, the scale of official kiln porcelain. It's getting bigger and bigger.

Most importantly, due to the needs of the emperor, some painters and artists who served the court also devoted themselves to the creation of porcelain. So much so that the craftsmanship of porcelain is at its peak.

This is also the reason why the porcelain of the Qingming official kiln is getting more expensive every year. Really good stuff. It was already very expensive back then, but now it is even more expensive, and it is very normal.

However, Qi Xiang is not in the mood to enjoy it now. If these pieces of porcelain are kiln-turned porcelain similar to bead-bearing plates, he is still a little interested.

It's a pity that this is not a kiln to porcelain, but a very normal porcelain.

No matter how valuable such a thing is, for Qi Xiang, it is no different from rubble. In contrast, he was more concerned with whether the painting was still there......

Qi Xiang's mind was absent-minded, and he naturally understood what was going on.

"Forget it, no matter how ...... he is"

Take care of the mind, completely attracted by the porcelain, and look fascinated. It is no wonder that when his capital turnover was not good, he was willing to exchange a villa for antiques.

There are many rich people who like antiques, but it is certainly relatively rare to be obsessed with them like him.

Of course, obsession is obsession, it does not mean that he has lost his mind. Swapping villas for antiques seems to be a loser. But also take into account that he has dozens of properties in his name.

Taking one of the properties and exchanging it for a precious antique is also an investment. It is estimated that after a while, the value of antiques will be more expensive than villas. At that time, it was he who earned it.

Investing in art has always been one of the ways for the wealthy to manage their finances, and it is not unusual.

It's a choice to take care of yourself, and no one else cares.

"If you are rich, you are capricious!"

Qi Xiang leaned on the sofa, glanced at it, and wondered if he should find someone to urge him. Determine what the condition of that painting is.

If you have it, you can have it, and if you don't, forget it.

After a lot of experience, Qi Xiang naturally understands that this kind of thing is something that can be met but not sought.

I am fortunate to have gained, but I have lost my life, and I cannot force it......

"Da, da, da!"

While Qi Xiang was pondering, a rush of footsteps came from outside. He raised his eyebrows, and from the rather heavy sound, he could determine that it should be Manager Bao's pace.

People come back, and they don't know whether the answer is joy or worry.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew at the door, the house was dark, and the figure of the manager appeared in the bag.

Qi Xiang glanced at it quickly, and saw Manager Bao holding a scroll in his hand. His heart moved, and he was a little more expectant, it seemed that he hadn't lost anything?

"Haha, I've finally found it."

At the same time, Manager Bao wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked for credit: "Little brother, in order to find this painting, I found it in the warehouse and rummaged through the boxes. ”

"Really?" Qi Xiang smiled: "It's hard to pack the manager." ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Manager Bao smiled: "The responsibility is a matter of course." As long as the little brother doesn't blame us for the sin of neglect, it's worth the hard work. ”

When he heard this, he also laughed and said, "Brother, see I'm right, the thing must be there, and it can't be lost." ”

"I didn't lose it, I certainly didn't lose it."

Manager Bao hurriedly shook his head, and then his expression was a little subtle: "But ......"

"But what?"

Guan Zhao's face sank: "Manager Bao, the thing is there, if it's not there, it's not there, if you have something to say, just say it, don't swallow and spit out, make a turn, and sell something." ”

"This painting, in, definitely in."

Manager Bao raised his hand and signaled: "It's here...... But...... This painting ...... There is dirt. ”

"Two days ago, there were guests who drank and walked against the wall. As he passed through the corner where the painting was hanging, his greasy hand pressed on the painting, leaving a palm print. ”

Manager Bao smiled bitterly: "The painting is dirty, so it has to be replaced." In the past two days, I have been thinking about where to ask a clever demurking master to remove the dirt and steam it clean. ”

"What, dirty?"

Gu Bao's brows were like locks: "Who is so careless, it's like a killer executioner." ”

"This ...... Boss Guan, I'm sorry. This matter is also related to the privacy of the guests, and it is inconvenient for me to disclose who stained the painting. In short, we have settled the matter privately, and everyone is satisfied. ”

Manager Bao smiled and said: "The guest directly compensated for the loss, very sincere, how embarrassed we were to be aggressive, naturally we gently exposed the matter." ”

"Besides, it's just that the painting is smudged, and it's not without a remedy."

Manager Bao smiled: "To put it mildly, even if the painting is ruined, it's not a big deal." In our place, we always put the customer first, and take the needs of the customer as the highest goal......"

"Ahem!"

Qi Xiang was impatient and listened to Manager Bao's nonsense. He directly stretched out his hand, pointed to the scroll, and reminded: "How about spreading out this painting?" ”

"No problem!"

Manager Bao nodded hurriedly, and then walked to the house, on a clean table, carefully opened the picture scroll in his hand, and then slowly spread it out.

Qi Xiang walked over and watched intently.

I saw the picture scroll, which was a withered yellow color, very old. But the material of the mounting, it is very new satin. It doesn't come as a surprise that it looks like it should be served later, with old wine in new bottles.

After all, calligraphy and painting are very old, and no matter how well they are kept, they will still deteriorate.

The paper is OK, the best rice paper, known as the millennium paper. For one or two thousand years, it will not decay. However, the framed material does not have such a long-lasting lifespan, and it will decay and deteriorate in about 100 years.

Therefore, a volume of calligraphy and painting, under the condition that the heart of the painting remains the same, may change the mounting material many times. For some skilled appraisers, mounting is also one of their appraisal criteria.

Through the origin of the mounting materials and the craftsmanship, the authenticity and age of the calligraphy and painting can often be verified.

These details can be said to be full of knowledge, and the doorway is very deep.

Qi Xiang glanced at it and could determine that this scroll was very new, only a few decades old at most. It shows that this painting, after falling into the hands of modern people, has been well stored.

In a moment, a picture scroll was finally rolled out.

The whole painting, which is a vertical scroll, is about one meter two or three long and fifty or sixty centimeters wide, which can be regarded as a large-scale work.

At this moment, Qi Xiang also saw it clearly. This work is indeed a picture, a figure painting.

I saw that on the dry yellow painting paper, a Taoist priest was depicted.

It was a middle-aged Taoist priest, he was leaning on an inky boulder, with a white horn belt, his clothes fluttering, his appearance was strange, and there was a mole under his eyes, which was very obvious. Behind him, there was also a long sword hanging diagonally, looking like a fairy wind bone.

At first glance, Qi Xiang thought of an idiom, with outstanding demeanor and dusty temperament.

It is no wonder that whether it is in the official history or in folklore, Lu Dongbin is portrayed as a strange person with a personable demeanor and a mastery of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

To put it bluntly, in the minds of the world, Lu Dongbin is a Confucianist. Three points of Confucianism, seven points of Taoism. Or three points, seven points of Confucianism. is also a Confucian and a Taoist, a chivalrous and an immortal, the game is red dust, drunk and lying in the world.

He is not an immortal who is high up and looks down on all beings, but a human being. First are people, then immortals. It is this human side that makes Lu Dongbin amiable, and his faith spreads all over the country.

After watching it for a while, Qi Xiang also understood why some people thought that the Taoist in the painting might be the reason for Lu Dongbin...... (To be continued.) )