Qin Shiou looked down at the little squirrel strangely, and the latter tilted his head and looked at him curiously, his big eyes and small eyes staring together.

A few months after the little squirrel was born, there were few people in the Daqin Fishing Ground, and it was estimated that it had not seen a human being, and it didn't know how to be afraid, and it swept the back of Qin Shiou's hand with its big tail.

The back of his hand was swept by the soft tail hair, Qin Shiou smiled, he reached out and picked up a blueberry dipped in syrup, and slowly handed it to the little squirrel.

The little squirrel tilted its head to look at the blue fruit, it stretched out its little paws to catch it, studied it for a while, and then held the blueberry fruit in both paws and brought it to its mouth, and bit off half of it with a 'click', its cheeks bulged high, and its small mouth chewed 'baa-chirp'.

The blueberries that Qin Shiou bought tasted very good, sweet and sour, tender and juicy, and the little squirrel was happy after eating a bite, and did not hesitate to fill the remaining half into his mouth, and ate it quickly.

Eating blueberries, the little squirrel squatted in front of Qin Shiou's pillow, leaning on it like him, squinting his eyes and looking very happy.

Qin Shiou laughed, this little squirrel reminded him of a golden-backed hamster he raised when he was a child, all of them were just as cute.

After eating the blueberry fruit, the little squirrel looked up at him again, Qin Shiou took a North American black and handed it to it, but the little squirrel was very smart and pushed the black black away with his paws, and his dark little eyes looked at the blueberries in the fruit bowl dryly.

"This one tastes better." Qin Shiou said with a smile, he bit the black ti a little, and then deliberately chewed loudly.

The little squirrel looked at him stunned, Qin Shiou dipped the rest of the black grapes in syrup and handed it to it, this time it hesitated, stretched out its paws to catch the black grapes, took a bite gently, felt that the taste was really delicious, and ate it again.

Qin Shiou rubbed the little squirrel's head with his index finger, the latter was not disgusted, and lowered his head to hold the black ti and nibble, for the little one, this is a big meal.

After eating the black grapes, the little squirrel became bold, and climbed onto Qin Shiou's shoulder along the pillow, it stepped on its little feet for a while, found a comfortable position and then lay on it, staring at the fruit bowl.

Qin Shiou was afraid of holding it up, so he put the fruit plate and watched a movie. As a result, the little squirrel rubbed his front paws on his shoulders and began to step again, looking at the fruit bowl and sticking out his pink little tongue.

Seeing that it was not full, Qin Shiou gave it another blueberry and hugged the blueberry, this time the little squirrel did not eat it directly, but stared at Qin Shiou's side face seriously.

Qin Shiou watched the movie with relish, the little squirrel ate two bites of blueberries, and began to watch TV with the remaining half in his arms, his eyes unblinking.

Every time Qin Shiou was amused by the plot and the four leading actors, the little squirrel also stepped on his shoulder with his little short legs, and when Qin Shiou turned his head, it would be quiet again, staring at Qin Shiou with wide eyes.

Big eyes to small eyes, one person and one squirrel.

After watching the movie, Qin Shiou was a little unsatisfied, and the little squirrel seemed to have this meaning, so he rubbed his front paws and 'chirped' twice.

Qin Shiou stretched out his hand and carefully held the little squirrel, but the latter was not afraid, and scratched his ears and cheeks vigorously in the palm of his hand.

"I'll give you a name." Qin Shiou looked at the little squirrel's brown and red hair, and had a bad taste for a while, "How about calling you Xiaohong?" ”

The little squirrel didn't understand him, but just turned around vigorously, so that it looked like he was shaking his head and tail as if he didn't agree with his name.

Qin Shiou thought for a while and said to himself: "In this way, I'll see if you are a man or a woman first, if it's a girl, then you must be called Xiaohong." ”

He had hamsters at home when he was in elementary school, so he knew how to distinguish the gender of these little things, and gently massaged between the hind legs of the little squirrel for a while, a little Ding Ding bounced up, seeing this, Qin Shiou smiled and said, "Okay, then change your name, you are a boy, then call Xiao Ming!" ”

He let go of the little squirrel and was just about to train the little guy's reflex to the name, when a car whistle sounded outside the window.

The sound was a bit harsh, and the little squirrel startled, and went back down the window into his maple nest.

Qin Shiou knew that it was Auerbach who came, and sure enough, after a while, the old man's majestic old face appeared.

Auerbach's hometown is in Farewell Town, and he is now retired and has returned to live in the town. However, if the people around him have legal needs, he will help for free, so people who know him respect him.

In North America, the fees for lawyers are very high, ordinary people can't afford to hire a lawyer, and the kind of Hollywood blockbusters that often say, 'I won't speak until my personal lawyer comes' is.

Qin Shiou took out the paintings together, and Auerbach was obviously prepared, he opened his laptop, and there was a series of Van Gogh paintings in it, including eleven surviving high-definition photos of "Sunflowers".

"Where did you find these paintings?" Auerbach asked, flipping through the paintings.

Qin Shiou pointed to the top of his head and said, "In the attic, my hometown has the habit of hiding treasures in the attic, so yesterday I wondered, will my second grandfather leave something in the attic?" Thankfully, I found these paintings. ”

Auerbach looked at a few landscape sketches, nodded and said, "This Mr. Pinajean is a great painter, and although I have not heard much of his name, I think he should be a great painter." ”

Qin Shiou was not in the mood to discuss Pinajean's identity with him, he carefully opened the sunflower and handed it to Auerbach, who pushed the computer to him and said, "You can see it yourself." ”

With this sentence in mind, Auerbach continued to look at Pinajean's paintings, one by one very seriously.

Qin Shiou slid the mouse, and the high-definition photos of "Sunflowers" scrolled out, and after looking at it twice, he was suddenly depressed, because one of these photos was exactly the same as the painting in his hand, and there was a note next to the photo, saying that this painting was discovered in 1900 and is now treasured in the British Museum in the United Kingdom.

"Damn, isn't it, my painting is a fake?" Qin Shiou became depressed.

In this way, Qin Shiou's mood that he had been looking forward to for a night was like seeing the snow in the sun, and it melted away all at once.

He threw the painting in his hand at Auerbach, who dodged it, carefully held up one of the paintings, and said, "Boy, be careful, if you break this painting, then I bet you will want to kill yourself in frustration today!" ”

"Those are Pinajean's paintings, what can they be worth?" Qin Shiou said weakly.

Auerbach laughed, and he shook his head, "No, young man, this one isn't!" ”

Qin Shiou was surprised, he had obviously seen it all yesterday, and the thirty paintings were all made by Pina Jean. But he knew that Auerbach was calm and would not be unfocused, so he leaned over and took a look.

The painting in Auerbach's hand is about one meter long and half a meter wide, what is the painting Qin Shiou was stunned and didn't understand specifically, it was a bunch of lines outlining the shape of a person, and a line of scribbled letters was written on the top of the drawing paper: femme-au-tambourin.

Seeing this painting, Qin Shiou remembered that four or five of these paintings were abstract routes that he couldn't understand at all, and there was no beauty in his eyes, so he scribbled them and threw them aside.

"This painting is worth a lot of money?" Qin Shiou's eyes lit up.

Auerbach smiled slightly, pointed to a line of small letters in the lower right corner, and said, "If this name is true, it should be worth a lot." ”

Qin Shiou was skeptical, he looked at the lower right corner of this painting, there were hundreds of letters in a row, and he was stunned: "God, you won't sue me, these letters are a person's name, right?" Is he African? A hometown of NBA star Dekembe Mutombo? ”

Auerbach shook his head, he gently stroked the drawing paper, and said: "This is Spanish, the name of the painting is "Woman with the Golden Drum", and the following words are indeed the names of a person, called: Pablo Diego José - Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno - María de los Remedios - Cipriano della Santtisima Trinidad Ruiz Picasso!" ”

Hearing the last word, Qin Shiou couldn't help but gasp, Picasso's name is known to everyone on earth! And what was Picasso best at painting? Earthlings also know that it is abstract painting!

However, with Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" fakes in front, Qin Shiou was much more cautious and asked suspiciously: "You don't think that this painting is genuine, right?" ”

Auerbach nodded slowly and said solemnly: "If nothing else, this painting is indeed genuine, as for the reason, I will ask an old friend of mine to explain it to you, his words are more authoritative, because he does this business!" ”