Li Tianbao also understood just now, what Lao You said was right, in addition to this thing for research, the others are like waste paper, give him some money and it is estimated that he can sell it, if he can repair it, even if he picks it up again, if he can't repair it, he won't lose much money, after all, no matter how much he loses, he won't lose 450,000 yuan.

After thinking about it, Li Tianbao said to Lao You: "That's it, let's get lucky, I'll give six hundred yuan, if you think it's suitable, I'll take it, I don't have more." ”

Lao You looked at Li Tianbao's determined eyes, although he had already seen that Li Tianbao was really interested in this thing, he could also feel that it did not have much money on it.

"Okay, six or six major shuns, six hundred deals." After Lao You finished speaking, he also showed a great loss, in fact, he also understood that this thing would rot in a short time after putting it in his hand, not to mention six hundred, even if it was sixty, he would be able to sell it.

Li Tianbao naturally wouldn't bother with him for a few hundred yuan, if it weren't for the plan that he couldn't repair it, Li Tianbao would have given 900 yuan to Lao You without hesitation, but if it couldn't be repaired, the 300 yuan in his hand could still solve the food problem for two or three days.

Li Tianbao gently took the ancient painting and left the old oil booth, came to the pickup truck Li Tianbao immediately unfolded the painting gently, fortunately the picture scroll is just a vertical shaft more than one meter long, just tiled to the driver's seat and the passenger seat, the whole painting is indeed not clear what is painted, can only be very vaguely see some ink, and the most important thing is that a bad reality is immediately placed in front of Li Tianbao's eyes, the whole picture of this painting is large and small There are no less than a dozen pieces, the largest one has a hole the size of an egg, It seems to be the result of natural oxidation.

Li Tianbao's heart immediately cooled, and he thought, "Damn, the broken things must not be repaired, and I have been busy for a long time!" ”

After Li Tianbao finished scolding, he was so angry that he wanted to pick up the painting and tear it apart, but the moment his hand just touched the painting, an unbelievable thing suddenly appeared!

Just as Li Tianbao reached out to tear the tattered ancient painting spread on his seat, the "Blue Mist" suddenly burst out without any expectation, and then quickly enveloped the scroll, and then a delicate and clear picture was immediately presented by the "Blue Mist".

"It's the picture again, isn't that the case with that couplet last time?"

The picture is playing like a movie, only to see a wooden pavilion in the green mountains and green waters, standing awe-inspiring an ancient son in a green shirt and long hair, the handsome face of the boy, is looking down at a piece of rice paper more than one meter long on the table under him, looking at the boy's wrist is not idle, is splashing ink wantonly to vent the unstoppable painting talent.

There was also a graceful young woman standing beside the handsome son, holding an incense burner in front of the son, and there was nothing else in the woman's eyes, and she had been looking at the boy from the side, obviously showing endless love from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, the "lens" began to extend downward, and directly appeared on the painting of the ancient son, which was a landscape scroll with a background of green shirts and green water, which was the scene of a pair of talented and beautiful women painting on the building.

After the man in the picture stamped the seal, he turned his head to look to the side, looking at the beauty next to him affectionately.

"What a romantic ancient scene!" Li Tianbao blurted out unconsciously, and the picture in "Blue Mist" came to an abrupt end with Li Tianbao's words, which made Li Tianbao wonder: "Could it be that I disturbed the demonstration of 'Blue Mist', the last couplet was all demonstrated before it ended, and even the final transaction price was prompted, how to ......"

When Li Tianbao was curious, the blue light in his right eye had already shot out without any preparation, and went straight to the picture scroll in front of him.

"My grass, it's strange now, 'blue light' and 'blue fog' have never appeared at the same time, what will happen, let two guys appear at the same time."

Li Tianbao observed the blue light's every move with a look of surprise, only to see the blue light fly to the ancient painting and the blue fog began to slowly merge, the blue light blended with the blue fog, and the blue fog was mixed with the blue light, although the light and the fog seemed to intersect, but it could still be slightly distinguished that they were not really combined, but seemed to form an organized circle of light and fog intersecting "dark blue qi". (hereinafter referred to as Dark Blue)

Immediately, the "dark blue" slowly spread over the entire scroll from the beginning, and covered the entire scroll, and the dark blue gas began to be injected into the scroll, and the damaged parts of the scroll began to be slowly repaired, and it seemed to complement the original scroll, and there seemed to be no disharmony in it.

Then the yellowed paper began to become whiter and whiter, and the ink became more prominent, and the composition of the scroll could be seen clearly.

"Isn't that the painting of the ancient son in the picture prompted by the blue fog just now?" Li Tianbao actually knew the content of this painting for a long time, and the strangest thing for him at this time was everything that happened after the light and fog were compatible.

"Blue light and blue fog appear together to be compatible with" dark blue "after actually repairing the original damaged things, no wonder the blue fog just now only prompted the scene in the picture, presumably it is not simply to give yourself a hint, but to check the information to prepare for the repair after the light and fog are compatible, so that the repair of ancient paintings can not be based on the degree of damage, because the blue fog still understands the previous state of this thing, so that you can complete the repair according to the structure of a large area. ”

This discovery made Li Tianbao completely surprised, but he didn't understand why the porcelain couldn't be repaired like this last time, and after thinking about it, the most reasonable explanation may be that the scroll is a paper product, and the missing part is natural oxidation, and the previous Yuan blue and white is different, although the missing piece of porcelain is missing, it has not completely "disappeared" in this world, so it can't be repaired at that time.

"That's right, it is estimated that the blue mist compatibility can only be used as natural oxidation and on the cultural relics that have disappeared from this world."

As soon as Li Tianbao had an answer, the repair work of the "air mass" had ended, and the phosgene began to separate, and then quickly returned to his eyes, and this time the refreshing feeling was even more comfortable.

Li Tianbao held the restored vertical scroll, leaving only endless joy, if he stood on the bed at this time, Li Tianbao would jump up without hesitation.

After cheering for a while, Li Tianbao began to care about another matter, "Who is this painting from, and how much can this painting be worth?" Of course, the latter of the two questions is obviously something that Li Tianbao is more concerned about, Li Tianbao does not expect this painting to be as valuable as Yuan Qinghua, but as long as there is a six or seven hundred thousand, he is still very satisfied, one is because he only spent six hundred yuan to get this painting, and the other is because he just lost four hundred thousand yuan a few days ago, as long as it can exceed this number, Li Tianbao is completely acceptable.

Li Tianbao naturally didn't understand these things, but there were many people who knew about it, and he thought of Lin Meiru first, but after thinking about it, "At that time, I was angry and said cruel things, if I didn't collapse Zhang Xiaoqi's store and take it down, how could I go back now." ”

At this time, Li Tianbao thought of another person, a person who definitely has studied ancient calligraphy and painting, and that person is Wang Shouren of the "Calligraphy and Painting Workshop". When selling couplets, the old man left a deep impression on Li Tianbao, and the old man actually gave himself 10,000 yuan at once for things that were only worth seven or eight thousand, and the old man's research on calligraphy and painting is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

Li Tianbao didn't stop, rolled up the ancient painting scroll and returned to the antique city, and walked in the direction of the "calligraphy and painting workshop".

As soon as he walked into the calligraphy and painting workshop, Li Tianbao was seen by Wang Shouren, who was painting on the table, this time Wang Shouren immediately stopped the pen and ink in his hand, and laughed: "Brother Li, it's you, why didn't you come to me for so long, but it made me want to die." ”

"Old man, this time is relatively busy, and this time I have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, I am looking for you to help me see something." As he spoke, Li Tianbao strode to the display table and gently placed the painting on it.

When Wang Shouren saw Li Tianbao in such a hurry, he also knew that things were definitely not ordinary goods, and he had already seen that it was his own best and favorite calligraphy and painting works.

Wang Shouren took a new pair of gloves and strode to the front of the display table, Wang Shouren, who was wearing white gloves, gently opened the curled scroll, and then showed a little affection on his face.

Li Tianbao looked at everything in his eyes and thought, "This thing is estimated to be good, and it must be able to earn back the more than 400,000 yuan lost." ”

"Dude, where did you get this?" Wang Shouren asked without looking back, his face was almost buried in the scroll, where could he bother to turn his head to look at Li Tianbao.

"I got it for six hundred dollars." Because Wang Shouren left a very good impression on Li Tianbao, in addition to the "Pixiu Eye" thing, the price of things didn't want to deceive him.

"Six hundred yuan, you are not mistaken, this is a rare good thing with a big opening, brother, don't joke with me!" Wang Shouren obviously couldn't accept the fact that this thing was bought for six hundred yuan.

"Is this painting really that good? Who drew this thing. Li Tianbao asked.

"Can't you even read this seal?" Wang Shouren pointed to a square seal in the upper right corner.

Li Tianbao shook his head helplessly and said, "I guess even if this thing can know me, I don't know it!" ”

Wang Shouren looked at Li Tianbao and said blankly: "I said brother, I really convinced you, I have been playing antiques for decades, and I have been picking up leaks, but I have never seen such frequent and huge leaks as you, let alone what happened to your brother and me." ”

Wang Shouren's words couldn't help but make Li Tianbao's heart beat faster, thinking that this thing must be from the big man's Mobao, otherwise Wang Shouren, who has studied ancient paintings for decades, would not have said this.

"Old man, don't sell it, tell me who painted this thing." Li Tianbao couldn't help but wonder at this moment, who was the young and handsome ancient son he saw through the blue mist!;