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Watching the sedan disappear into the distance quickly, Wu Di patted Sparrow's shoulder,

"Let's go to that gallery again, maybe we can pick up something more." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

casually stopped a taxi, Wu Di opened the car door, and suddenly stood again,

"Sparrow, you said that if Yan Ju knew that if he missed this lunch, he would miss such a precious thing, would he regret that he couldn't even sleep? If that's the case, we'd better tell him honestly, that guy looks pretty handsome with panda eyes......"

The sparrow, who was also pulling the car door with one hand, heard this, and the black lines on his head were all over, did Yan Ju offend the fifth brother? That's kind of tragic.

The gallery closes at five o'clock, and when they arrive, it's just after two, and the rest of the time is enough to settle the battle.

It may be that today's good luck has run out, and an hour later, Wu Di sighed, it's gone, and I can't pull one out with the book of heaven, so let's go and see if Brother Yan has any gains.

Yan Ju was full of pride at the moment, and did not accompany Wu Di and them to eat, but as a result, he won a blue and white flower of the Kangxi Dynasty at the price of goods from the Republic of China, which is more than ten times the difference! How many years has this kind of leak not been encountered?

He hummed a little song and stepped into a gallery, looked at the colorful oil paintings on the walls, looked at the time, shook his head, forget it, let's just close here.

"Hehe, Brother Yan, have you gained anything?"

He was frowning and looking at a picture of the Virgin, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, turned his head, and saw Wu Di walking in with a smile.

"You've got the auction done? How much did it cost? ”

"Not much, more than three million. The scale of this gallery is not very large. ”

Yan Ju was taken aback,

"More than three million? Euro? So someone recognized it? ”

Wu Di shook his head.

"Fortunately, the person who invited him to be the gunman today is a knowledgeable person, and she said that if that thing is real, more than three million will only be enough to buy one! So, hehe......"

Yan Ju stared at him speechless for a long time, shook his head and sighed:

"Little five, little five, I can be regarded as convinced of you. Next time, I won't say anything about going shopping with you kid! Come on, just this shop, you give me a show, let me have a good experience, how did you kid pick up the leaks! ”

"That's what you said. If I do, don't regret it! ”

"Cut, what do I regret? With this room full of oil paintings, I only have a headache when I look at it. Grandma's, there are too many genres of foreign devils! ”

"Hehe, yes, you can make up one or twenty of them casually, which is not at all lighter than the domestic ones. Boss, how do you sell this painting? ”

Wu Di was pointing to the statue of the Virgin that Yan Ju was still looking at just now!

"This painting?"

Yan Ju's brows were almost in a ball. This painting is very ordinary, huh? And the paper looks so new, is it the work of a modern master? I really don't know that.

"Sir, do you mean this painting? What a vision! It's very Giotto's style, you see, the texture of the characters in the painting and that obvious sense of shadow. It is full of simple and serious beauty, and it is the essence of it! ”

"Hehe, boss, I don't understand any of this. I just think it's good-looking, you say how much it costs. ”

"This ...... It's going to close, so I won't ask for more. 10,000 euros! The original price is 12,000, young man. ”

Wu Di smiled, didn't say much, and motioned for Sparrow to settle the bill directly.

Yan Ju smiled bitterly and shook his head, Doubao Hui still thought that this kid was luck at that time, but now it seems that he, a special appraiser, is a real parallel import! Giotto? Grandma's, such a big man, why can't Lao Tzu see it?

With their things, the three of them left the antique street, but before they could get into the taxi, Yan Ju couldn't help it.

"Little Wu, is that "Madonna" really Giotto's work? Giotto, who is considered one of the founders of the Italian Renaissance, the founder of the Florentine School, and known as the "father of European painting"? Advance? The Virgin of Bondona? This, that's fucking incredible, isn't it? ”

"Hehe, it should be his work, but it can't be regarded as a masterpiece."

"Fucking boutique? Even if this kind of person scribbles casually, it is still priceless to throw it now! You kid, alas, I don't even know what to say about you! ”

Yan Ju had never seen Wu Di pick up leaks before, and even today, he had only seen it once, but he didn't know why, he just felt that it was not enough to express his mood at this time without exploding a little foul language.

The sparrow looked at Yan Ju, who was full of righteous indignation, and smiled,

"Brother Yan, what is this today, we follow him every day, and we have seen many times more than this!"

Yan Ju patted the sparrow's shoulder with a sad expression,

"Sparrow, we're different! You are not in the industry and do not know the preciousness of these things. As for the two leaks he picked up today, I dare to say that more than 99% of collectors and appraisers have never had such an opportunity once in their lives! Hey, by the way, what are these two tubes in your kid? ”

"What else could it be? Oil painting! One is Xu Beihong's, and the fifth brother said that he had to go back to check the information to be sure......"

"Xu Beihong?"

Yan Ju gasped, how could Xu Beihong's oil paintings be picked up here? Could it be his work when he was studying abroad?

Wu Di shook his head,

"There's no date or date, but I think it's one of the paintings he went missing from Singapore, because the style looks mature and passionate......"

"Let's go, let's go, hurry back to the hotel so that I can enjoy it!"

In the hotel, Yan Ju was studying Xu Beihong's "Lion Play" while letting out bursts of admiration from time to time, while Wu Di turned on the computer and typed in the names of Dawit and Gro.

After a while, he closed the computer, took the earliest "The Death of Marat" that he bought today, looked at it carefully, and then used the Book of Heaven.

Sure enough, there is a mystery in this painting! It seems that Dawit is not Dawit, because it is the joint work of Dawit and his amateur Gro!

Gro was a French Romantic painter best known for his historical paintings depicting Napoleon's military career. He was already a student of Dawit at the age of fourteen. Dawit was only twenty-two years old when he painted The Death of Marat. As soon as this relationship is clarified, many doubts on this painting are solved! Judging from the painting style, Dawit must have participated in this imitation of the disciple, but in the end, the picture shows the will of Gro!

"Huh, The Death of Marat? And that's the first leak you picked up today? Strange, how does this painting feel a little weird? ”

Wu Di smiled and didn't answer, Yan Ju is worse than other aspects in oil painting appreciation, but he should have studied a masterpiece like this, and first see if he can see something.

"Who imitated this? That's bold! ”

Yan Ju looked at it for five minutes, and finally determined that it was an imitation, but he thought it was a masterpiece.

"How much did you buy this painting? Less than 100,000 must have been missed! ”

Wu Di nodded with a smile, if this painting is shown to an appraiser who has a thorough understanding of Dawit and Gro's style, it will definitely be amazing! Lakh? I'm afraid that if I win 50 million, it will be a big leak!

"I think this painting was created by Dawit and his disciple Gro, but Gro plays a bigger role in it."

"Gro? That French painter who madly admired Napoleon? It's kind of interesting to hear you say that. Obediently, this thing only sells for 32,000 euros? The appraiser in the gallery got water in his head? ”

"I don't know if his brain is in the water, but I do know that if this painting doesn't know the mystery in it, and just treats it as a copy, it is undoubtedly a very failed work. I think that's what the appraiser thinks. ”

Yan Ju scratched his head, thought for a while, understood what Wu Di meant, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"What a wicked boy you are! To be honest, if you hadn't bought this painting, I guess it would have been a good look. What a good work can be imitated like this! Oh, I'm old, my eyes are dizzy! ”

"Who's saying they're old? Compared with an old man like me, you hairy young man dare to say that he is old? ”

Yue Ge walked in with a smile, followed by a man in casual clothes with twinkling eyes, Pierre.

Wu Di noticed Pierre's expression as soon as the two of them entered the door, and saw that he seemed to have something on his mind, smiled slightly, and said in his heart, just come now? It's late!

As soon as Yue Ge came in, he saw the three oil paintings scattered in the room, frowned and looked at them one by one for a long time before pointing to one of them and hesitating:

"Xu Beihong? Is this really Xu Beihong's work? ”

Seeing Wu Di and Yan Ju nodding at the same time, the old gentleman pointed to the remaining two and asked:

"Come, who will tell my old man what is the matter with these two paintings?"

"The Death of Marat" is suspected to have been created by Dawit and his apostle Gro, and the Madonna is the work of Giotto."

The old man who had just sat down was so shocked by Yan Ju's words that he almost jumped,

"Really? Which of you picked up the leak? How sure are you? ”

Yan Ju smiled bitterly and pointed at Wu Di,

"These are the gains of Xiao Wu, how sure are they? Hehe, all I know is that he never looked at him! ”

Pierre has been silently looking at the two oil paintings, Wu Di They speak Chinese, he basically can't understand, but he still hears the three thunderous names, are they saying that these two paintings are the works of those three people? Is this really shocking news? Is it true or fake?

Yue Ge got up and looked at the two paintings again, and the wrinkles on his smiling face were like ripples in the water, layer by layer. He patted Wu Di's shoulder vigorously,

"Boy, it's only the first day, and you've started looting? Seems a bit rude, right? Hahahaha! (To be continued.) )