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In the end, they didn't meet a beautiful woman on the yacht, Yan Ju snorted twice like a pig, snatched Wu Di's binoculars, and sang a little song to browse the beach not far away, which seemed quite comfortable. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Di blew the gentle lazy sea breeze, basking in the warm soft sunshine of April, but his heart was like the sea surface with light waves, which was extraordinarily uncalm.

"Kake? Ink killing? White, what a strange name, is this the third strange person I have met? ”

He thought of the legendary gypsies, they were all mysterious and psychic, but they were at peace with the encounter, wandering around, and couldn't help but sigh, maybe, whether it is or not, and whether it will be met in the future or not, the aura of this third-level spiritual creature is firmly in the pocket!

A morning has passed, Augustus still doesn't have any news, and the old man is not in a hurry, as long as Xiao Wu figured it out and agreed to exchange, where can he not find a few national treasures? Go back and find a way to release the news, and also engage in a small-scale auction, but we don't charge money, only antiques!

The yacht swayed along the coastline for two hours, and although there was no wind or waves, the old man was dizzy from the rocks, and went back to the hotel to sleep after having lunch. Wu Di and Yan Ju had nothing to do, so they walked around and ran to Antique Street.

"Xiao Wu, it's too tiring to pick up leaks one by one, why don't we go to the gallery?"

Yan Ju discussed the exchange plan all morning, and his blood was already stimulated, so don't mention anything to me in the future! That thing is tiring and tiring, even if you have to learn from Xiao Wu, just get a few oil paintings, and then lie at home and wait to be the uncle of those foreigners!

"Hehe, hehe......"

Wu Di didn't speak. Looking at Yan Ju and straightening up, the guy who saw it first blushed with an old face, and then became angry,

"To go or not to go? Don't go, I'm going alone! Isn't it just oil painting? I can't tell if it's true or false, I can't tell if it's good or bad? It's a big deal to get a few pictures to hang at home and play! ”

The two of them turned a blind eye to the antiques on the street and picked out the galleries. Yan Ju is full of thoughts about picking up a big leak and changing it, and everything that can be slightly visible must be carefully examined. Wu Di is no better, and the list they gave Augustus will not be considered a reciprocal exchange if anyone looks at it, if they have to describe it. It seems, it seems, maybe, maybe, it should be able to be linked to a serious criminal offence. But just like that, the old man still judged that there was a 50% chance of a deal! You say how can this make him not look at these precious oil paintings differently?

The impure motive was exchanged for nothing, and after the two large galleries were empty, the green light in the eyes of the two guys gradually dissipated.

"Xiao Wu, I haven't believed it yet, and the gap with the old man's judgment is a bit big. Why don't we go back and give that peacock ornament? ”

"I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about? Hundreds of millions of transactions, you can't let people think about it? Anla, Anla, it's a big deal, and the big porcelain puppet is not good! ”

Yan Ju glanced at Wu Di with disdain, sample, if you have the ability, you can add two more things?

Turn the corner. A gallery appeared in front of the two, and Yan Ju looked at the time,

"After reading this house, it's time to go back, Xiao Wu. Do you say it's because the beauty has seen too much, and this eyesight has deteriorated, and you can't see the real best? My mind is a mess right now, alternating between the brutalist, abstract, horrific lines and the curves of those beauties. I ......"

"Haha, I recorded this part of yours, you just wait to seal my mouth with a big meal!"

"A big meal? Do you eat snails or not? If you can't eat it, you will be disgusted to death! ”

The two of them laughed and stepped into the gallery. At a cursory glance, I can't help but be a little disappointed, and I don't have much hope for today's harvest.

It's a small gallery with a long aisle-like gallery, and the walls on both sides are stacked one on top of the other, and the paintings are large and small.

"Most of these outside are the works of students from the Academy of Fine Arts, but there are a few good imitations here, you can take a closer look."

The boss saw that Wu Di and the others were not very satisfied with those works, so he led them directly into the office, pointed to a few oil paintings on the wall and said.

On the wall facing the door, a total of three oil paintings were hung, and Wu Di found the target at first sight. It was a replica of a masterpiece in the Louvre's collection, Jean? Francois? Miller's "Evening Bell". Although there is still a big gap between this imitation and the original, it should be regarded as a very good imitation in any way.

Wu Di has a deep impression of "Evening Bell", and the painting itself is well-known on the one hand, but the most important thing is that its realistic expression is in line with his aesthetics.

Let? Francois? Miller was one of France's most outstanding realist painters in the 19th century who was known for his portrayal of peasant subjects, and he was known in the world for his ability to express the touching humanity in rural paintings.

The main picture of "Evening Bell" is a peasant couple praying silently in the field, and the background is the farmland and meadows that are indistinguishable from the real ones, plus the pointed roof of the church that is almost invisible at the far end, all of which are shrouded in the golden afterglow of the setting sun, which seems so harmonious and peaceful.

The high dome of the church echoes the peasant women who are praying sincerely, the silhouette of the farmer standing in the farmland and the cross of the horizon, the afterglow of the sunset, the farmer holding his breath and the silent earth all seem to be trying their best to tell a silent word, and in this silence, you seem to be able to hear the solemn and sacred bell in the distance......

In Miller's original paintings, the image of a peasant who is rough and simple on the outside, even muna and demented, but pure and pious, docile and kind on the inside, not only reflects his deep understanding and deep feelings for the peasants, but also reflects the artist's strong sense of democracy and realism in the second half of the 19th century.

But in this imitation, this spirit is diluted by the different ways in which the picture is treated. In the original work, the farmland and the afterglow of the sunset are used as the background, giving people a sense of intimacy and gentle tolerance, and a sense of tranquility and intoxication of the soul in the god-given nature leaps onto the page.

"What, there's something wrong with this painting?"

Yan Ju saw that Wu Di had been staring at the "Evening Bell" since he came in, and couldn't help but lean over and ask softly.

"I don't know, but it's definitely an imitation, you see, the words in the lower right corner are dedicated to Miller. But it's strange, why is there no payment and time, is the author very shy? This painting is of the highest level! ”

Yan Ju looked at it carefully and said with a smile:

"I know, you think it's good not necessarily because it's a high level, but because it's a realistic painting, which is closer to our Chinese aesthetics than surrealism, fauvism, and impressionism, so you will feel more intimate."

Wu Di nodded, yes, but if it's just an imitation like this, how can it be worth looking at it here for so long?

"Boss, how much does this painting cost?"

"The painting was put on consignment by an old gentleman, and it is believed to be from the late nineteenth century, and the author was probably a student or admirer of Miller. The quality of the paintings is very good and worth collecting. ”

Wu Di smiled bitterly and chased, I asked how much, I didn't ask you about this! You come up and talk a lot, could it be that the price of this painting is relatively expensive, and I am afraid that the quotation will scare people away as soon as it comes up?

The boss laughed innocently twice,

"Because it's a consignment, the price is relatively rigid, no way, if you don't introduce a few words, it's hard for everyone to accept. In this way, I will directly quote the minimum price, 110,000 euros, which is no profit for our gallery. ”

110,000 euros? Although Yan Ju is not particularly good at oil painting, it is also relative to a demon like Wu Di. 110,000 euros may not seem like much, but most of the works of many third-rate and even second-rate European and American painters may not be able to reach this price, let alone this one is an unsigned imitation.

"This price is really outrageous, boss, we are very sincere, don't report it here! Just say the reserve price, otherwise we don't want it! ”

Yan Ju was filled with righteous indignation, the artistic conception of imitation has changed, and it is still 110,000? Do you really regard us as those stupid tyrants in a certain country who are small but have a heart higher than the sky?

The boss shook his head,

"This price is the lowest price given to us by the owner of the consignment, and there were customers who paid up to 80,000 yuan before, and we have communicated with the owner of the house, and the answer we got is not to give a cent. So there's nothing I can do about it. ”

Wu Di nodded at the military advisor behind him, since this is the case, I won't embarrass you, put it on.

The boss is very happy, this painting has been hanging here for more than half a year, and there are not many people who ask the price, but there are also many people, but everyone is scared away by this price. Judging by his professional experience, this is a very good imitation, but perhaps 50,000 euros is a reasonable price, and his insistence is purely because it is an old friend of his who is consigning. What he didn't expect was that there would really be someone willing to pay 110,000 euros for this painting today, which really made him a little overjoyed.

"Little Five, is there a mystery in this painting?"

"Well, this painting should have been given to Miller by Corot. Corot and Miller are both well-known painters of the "Barbizon School", which is famous in the history of European art, and the two had similar early encounters and became famous later. Corot sold his first painting at the age of 44, and Miller didn't really rejuvenate his art until 1849, when he moved to Barbizon on the outskirts of Paris. I don't know what Corot's idea was to paint this painting for Miller, but this kind of treatment of landscapes and people is definitely the handiwork of his old man. ”

Yan Ju rolled his eyes speechlessly, Coro, 44 years old, 1849, Barbizon Village...... Can you pervert know more? (To be continued.) )