After walking around the Oriental Pavilion, even Brother Badou had to admit that this Michelle is worthy of being a big collector, with a rich collection and complete variety, even if a museum is set up, it is more than enough.

There are porcelains from the Tang, Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as bronzes, gold and silverware, all of which are inherited in an orderly manner; There are also ancient Chinese paintings and calligraphy, old paper, and ancient ink, all of which show the years they have gone through.

Even, on the display stand, Badou Ge also saw Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues from Dunhuang; oracle bones from Yin Ruins; Thangka in Tibet -- with so many items that people don't know what to choose for a while.

The old guy must be deliberately greedy - the more Brother Badou looks at it, the more unbalanced his heart becomes, he is also a person who is preparing to build a museum, but the cultural relics on hand, if you remove the unearthed in the tomb of King Shang, are not as rich as Michelle.

No matter what the origin of these things is, after all, time has passed, and their current owner is Michelle, a little old man called Brother Badou who hates and loves, how can he pull something more out of his hand, which is what the fat man needs to ponder.

Originally, Brother Badou also planned to choose the three most valuable cultural relics to be angry with this little old man. But after looking at the exhibition hall, he no longer had this mind. Because there's no point in doing that, if it's really possible, give Michelle a wrap-up party, that's what it's called ability.

Qingben beauty, how to be a thief, to be a thief of cultural relics, Brother Badou still disdains it, with the ability to eat, with the ability to make money, but also with the ability to get back these lost cultural relics!

"Lao Mi, your collection here is too rich, I'm all picky, let's talk about it later." After making up his mind, Brother Badou laughed and laughed with Michelle. He also saw that although the cultural relics here were abundant, they did not reach the level of national treasures. Old fox. I like to hide my tail the most.

While Brother Badou was observing these artifacts, Michelle had been observing him. It's just that to his regret, from the face of this little fat man, he doesn't see greed, as well as anger. He had also led some Chinese people to visit here before, and most of them had these two expressions.

The little fat man is very ambitious - in this way, Michelle's evaluation of the fat man can't help but raise a notch: "High, as you wish, the door of my collection room." I'm always open for you—"

Brother Badou said twice: "If that's the case, it is estimated that it will not take more than a month, and your place will become empty, and there will not be another collection left-"

The old man also let out a hearty laugh: "Gao, my security equipment here is more advanced than the Louvre, no one can enter here without my permission!" ”

Looking at Michelle's confident appearance, the fat man didn't raise the bar with him, and then asked to go to other exhibition areas to open his eyes. Michelle is also like a little doll who likes to show off things, enthusiastically showing off her things. Because he also knew that the little fat man opposite was also a collector. It is said that he will also prepare for the construction of a private museum, and he can be regarded as a companion. Being recognized by her peers can give Michelle a greater sense of accomplishment.

Thereupon. Brother Badou has opened his eyes and seen the splendid culture and long history around the world, which is very beneficial to his growth, and he will stand on a higher height to consider the problem and have a more long-term vision.

"Gao, it's too late, maybe we can continue to visit tomorrow." After watching it carefully, Michelle was still a little unsatisfied. Showing off also depends on the object, if the people standing in front of him are laymen. Even if it is a hundred good words, no fat man nodded and called Michelle more fulfilled.

The fat man also cooperated with him. There was a deep regret on his face: "Lao Mi, in the future, you will not invite outsiders to visit here." Especially the people in the birthplace of these collections, do you know, this will increase their hatred of you, because these precious items belong to their kingdom in the first place. ”

Michelle squinted her little eyes and looked at the fat man with a smile: "Gao, aren't we friends when we walk out of here--believe my vision, the people I invite to visit here will not be so narrow-minded." ”

In this regard, Brother Badou scoffed: Old fox, you just wait, sooner or later, one day, I will empty you here in a dignified manner!

Walking out of the basement, it was already dark outside, and when the maid led him down to the dining room, he saw Henry and the old urchin sitting there waiting for dinner. However, their eyes did not rest on the food, but remained mesmerized by the murals on the surrounding walls. Perhaps for them, this kind of spiritual food is even more wonderful.

Dinner was sumptuous, and it's not for nothing that French cuisine is internationally renowned. Anyway, Brother Badou is opening his belly and eating it is affordable. Even the monkey Xiaoshuai was allowed to serve on the table, with a napkin around his neck, one little paw playing with a fork, and the other little paw dancing with a dinner knife, having a lot of fun.

It seems that the old Michel still has a lot of respect for this monkey painter. Speaking of foreigners, this is so practical: as long as you have the ability, you can win their respect and friendship.

After eating, the set of silver carved tableware used by Monkey Xiaoshuai became its collection, and the thief carried it behind him, and even Brother Badou blushed for it: You are even eating and taking, and you have brought the atmosphere of some domestic officials to France.

Michelle smiled and pretended not to see it, wondering how to ask the monkey painter to leave him a masterpiece, in that case, let alone a set of tableware, even if he gave it hundreds of sets.

You must know that Monkey Xiaoshuai's "Beloved" has been hyped up to 100,000 euros and continues to climb. It is estimated that if you use this money to buy peaches for Monkey Xiaoshuai, it will be enough for him to eat for a lifetime!

On the contrary, the two artists were a little unwilling, and Henry and Zeng Lao Naughty exchanged a few words from time to time, listening to the content discussing painting. It is estimated that their thoughts collided with new sparks. Anyway, when Brother Badou went to sleep, the two of them were still talking there.

In the early morning, Mr. Michelle was woken up by the sound of dogs barking outside, and he dressed up and looked outside, only to see Doudou, the son of the Chinese Gao, leading the big dogs to have fun in the yard. Even the little hairy monkey rode on a giant dog and turned into a monkey knight.

"Very strange father and son—" muttered Monsieur Michel, and then arranged the day's agenda, which was mainly to enjoy the sights of Paris and then visit the Louvre. And then by the way, he did what others had entrusted to him.

But the plan did not change quickly, and as they strolled through the streets of Paris, Brother Badou suddenly pointed to a few streets in the distance and asked what the place was. After learning that it is the largest flea market in the world. The fat man gave up his sightseeing plan and went to the flea market.

on this. Michelle also expressed her understanding: Appraisers can't resist the temptation of Taobao at all.

In the same way, collectors can't resist the temptation of Taobao, so Michelle happily walks side by side with the fat man. However, Henry and Zeng Lao Naughty were not interested in this, so they were dragged by Michelle's assistant to visit the Louvre, along with Doudou.

The so-called flea market is another name for the thrift market in some European and American countries. As for the reasons for it. At first, it was probably because there were often small bugs such as lice and fleas on used clothes and other old goods.

This is perhaps the largest flea market in Paris and the world, and there is nothing you can think of and nothing you can't buy. And it's also divided into categories, and Lilila takes up several blocks. Although it is full of old goods, there are also many priceless treasures inside. If you want to Taobao, you need more than just vision. More patience is required.

Michelle is a regular visitor here, leading Brother Badou straight to the antique market. Follow the crowd to the place and take a look, okay. There is a feeling of entering the Pan homeland.

In addition to the countless stalls, the narrow alleys of the bazaar are as narrow as a spider's web, and there are many shops on both sides of the street selling antique furniture, paintings, jewelry, porcelain and the like. Among the crowds, treasure hunters from all over the world also gathered, happily lingering in front of the stall shop.

Although the shops are cluttered, each one is very chic and has its own mood, making people feel like they are in a street art museum. Wander in between. Brother Badou nodded while watching: This is probably the difference between Chinese and Western cultures, Westerners prefer to cover up a veil of art on top of the copper smell. It's better than a naked deal.

"Sir from China, I have here the ancient porcelain of your country. All used by ancient kings! A voice sounded in the fat man's ears, and when he turned his head, he saw a foreigner with long hair, a shawl, and a scruffy beard, holding a pair of flower goblets in his hands, shaking at him.

At the beginning, because of the well-known history, millions of antiques were sold overseas, so in this flea market, porcelain and bronze were the most common. It is estimated that this person saw the fat man's yellow skin and black eyes, so he peddled it to him.

Brother Badou glanced at it, and secretly despised it in his heart: I can't imagine that foreigners also take advantage of guys, maybe they learned it from the Chinese antique market, and then put what they learned into practice. Not to mention, if you sell it like this, it is still very deceptive.

So he took the flower and looked at it, pointed to the Chinese characters on the base and said: "Big brother, I'll teach you a good one, what is written on this is simplified characters, if it is an antique, it should be a traditional Chinese character, and these words should be pronounced like this, made by Jingdezhen No. 2 Factory, it is simply a mass-produced handicraft!" ”

Michelle next to him admired the fat man a little more in his heart: it seems that he is not only a master of oil painting appraisal, but also knows how to identify porcelain.

So he acted as an interpreter for Brother Badou and explained in detail to the shawl-haired compatriot. The shawl was furious, and his mouth was scolded, turning over and over, as if he was scolding a person's name, and scolding the other party for being fake was not professional at all.

Even Michelle despised it in his heart: Is it good to have a little professionalism, just this kind of shoddy thing, and still want to fool people. Not to mention appraisers, even ordinary people can't be fooled!

At this moment, a young Chinese with a Cantonese accent walked over, saw the flower goblet in the shawl's hand, and couldn't help but light up, and hurriedly squeezed over to ask the price. And pointed to the inscription under the flower and said to the female companion beside him: "The Shunzhi year system of the Qing Dynasty, I look at this inscription as if it is true?" ”

Didn't Gao just say that these six words are "made by the second ceramic factory"? Michelle understands Chinese, but she can't read. So he was a little confused, and looked at the fat man suspiciously, only to see this guy say to the compatriot with a wicked smile on his face: "This is produced by the second ceramic factory, it is a handicraft, I don't believe you can ask this foreigner."

"You're not going to be a nursery, are you?" The young man glanced at the fat man suspiciously, and then asked the shawl, and the shawl hair was sold in blunt Chinese, pointing to the payment word by word: "Jing, De, Zhen, Second, Factory, System-"

Reading and reading, he found that there seemed to be a word missing, and he couldn't help muttering something in French, which made Michelle laugh out loud: This little fat man, wilted and wilted - (to be continued) I580