"Mr. Wang Tian, if you don't want to sell them to me, I have two Chinese treasures in my hand, I don't know if you are interested in changing them?"

Wang Tian's ears pricked up, and he became interested.

Because this time he came to Paris, in addition to learning the exquisite sculpture skills of France, Wang Tian also wanted to see the treasures of the West, and if there were lost Chinese treasures here, it would be a better choice to do his patriotism and return it to the motherland.

Wang Tian further said. "Mr. Beckhatton, if your treasure can satisfy me, you may not exchange it. But as you know, the Old Testament holds such a place in the minds of your Western countries that I am afraid that ordinary treasures will not be able to enter my eyes. ”

Of course, Wang Tian has to put on a high posture, because it is completely Beckhatten begging for himself at the moment.

Naturally, after Beckhatton saw Wang Tian's connoisseurship skills, he no longer dared to underestimate Wang Tian.

He grinned. "My treasure was bought from the Château de Fontainebleau, and it is worth a lot of money. You should know, our Fontainebleau Palace in France, right? ”

Wang Tian really knew about the Palace of Fontainebleau, because this is closely related to a piece of history for the Chinese nation.

In 1860, when the British and French invaded China, the treasures looted by the British were sent to the British Museum, while those looted by the French were sent to the Palace of Fontainebleau.

Speaking of this Fontainebleau Palace, there are more than 30,000 Chinese treasures hidden in it, including famous paintings of the past dynasties, gold and jade jewelry, porcelain, incense burners, chimes, gems, gold and silverware.

Wang Tian's expression was clearly much heavier, for Western countries. They all saw that aggression as glory, and they showed off it with it, without the slightest sign of remorse.

And the treasures hidden in the Château de Fontainebleau. How can it not be said that they came from their robber behavior, but now they can be grandiose and say that I will change it with you.

Seeing that Wang Tian was silent, Baker said, "What? Could it be that Mr. Wang Tian, you don't know the Palace of Fontainebleau, right? Beckhatten felt that Wang Tian had never been far away and did not know anything about France.

Wang Tian came back to his senses and said with a faint smile. "Nope. Where, the Château de Fontainebleau is the largest royal palace in your country, and in ancient times it was the place where kings hunted. It also has the largest collection and exhibition of the treasures of our country's Old Summer Palace. Among them, our Chinese Pavilion can be described as a recreation of the Old Summer Palace in the West. How could I not know. ”

"Thank you for your admiration of our country's culture and the reproduction of such an imperial garden, I am really very grateful."

Wang Tian's words were somewhat sarcastic, but Beckhatten couldn't hear them at all. laughed. "No thanks. Culture now knows no borders. We also feel that this Chinese garden is magnificent and very magnificent, so we have reproduced a majestic Chinese pavilion. ”

"Alright, let's get down to business. Will I give out my two treasures and exchange them with your Old Testament, would you like to go with me and see them? ”

"I, of course."

"We probably missed the Louvre exhibition that afternoon? You won't see our outstanding sculptures in Paris? Beckhatton sighed.

"It doesn't matter, there will be more opportunities in the future, right?"

Beckhattan's villa is on the Seine River, with a ranch in front of it. There are several cows running in the pasture, and a woman is doing manual work. It looks like it's a laid-back place.

When the car stopped under a villa and pushed open the iron fence gate, two children rushed to Beckhatton, calling for his father.

Then, a beautiful woman leaned downstairs and smiled angelically at the sight of her husband.

"Hatton, back?"

"Yes, I still have guests, get me two draft beers."

"Okay."

Wang Tian responded politely to the woman, and turned to look at Beckhatton, "Mr. Baker, beer can be drunk for a while, we Chinese will not lose to you when drinking, but I think let's take a look at your baby first." ”

"Oh, okay, please come with me."

Beckhatton was always surrounded by two children, and Wang Tian was brought to one of his collection rooms.

Sure enough, there are a lot of treasures in this collection room, not only Chinese treasures, but also treasures from other Asian countries, and some oil paintings that Wang Tian recognizes as Indian works, with rich brushwork and brilliant colors.

There are more sculptures, there are more ivory carvings, and there are some wood carvings and jade, and the classics stacked at the top of the dynasty have entered Wang Tian's field of vision at this moment.

Speaking of classics, the classics that China lost overseas to record many historical facts of those years are actually very important, and the lack of some Chinese historical classics also makes future generations overstretched when studying ancient culture.

Wang Tian slowly approached, and Beckhatten spoke with a smile first. "Your eyes are so bright, the first treasure I want to exchange with you is this book. Yongdong Grand Canon. ”

The Yongdong Canon is Beckhatton's misunderstanding, in fact, the classic he said is not the Yongdong Canon, and the word on it is Yongle.

The Yongle Canon was compiled in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, and the chief assistant of the cabinet, Xie Jin, compiled a collection of Chinese classics, bringing together seven or eight thousand kinds of ancient and modern books, showing the glorious achievements of ancient Han culture.

Such a famous Yongle ceremony was said by Beckhattan to be the Yongdong ceremony, the key, it is placed here, and the dust is crawling on it, and at a glance, you can see that it has not received due attention at all.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the heavens are tyrannical.

Wang Tian was distressed, which was one thing.

However, as far as Wang Tian knows, except for the original Yongle Canon, which has not yet been determined whether it exists in the Yongling Tomb, the copies have all been tragically destroyed, most of which were destroyed when the British and French forces burned the Old Summer Palace, and less than 800 volumes have survived today.

But the Yongle Ceremony that appeared in front of Wang Tian's eyes at the moment seemed to show that the fire of the British and French forces may have just covered up history, and the documents, including some classics, calligraphy and paintings, were not burned.

Historical facts are sometimes easy to cover up, and as invaders, they certainly do not want to admit that these texts were taken away by them, and simply say that the fire has been swallowed up.

Wang Tian was glad that he knew the truth, and the existence of this part of the canon seemed to prove that other copies of the Yongle Canon were probably still in this world. For the Chinese nation, this is undoubtedly a great blessing.

But in the face of this treasure, Wang Tian showed a look of disdain.

"I'm obviously not interested in this treasure you exchanged with me, tell me, what's the next treasure to be exchanged, right?"

This answer was beyond Beckhattan's expectations, and he looked at Wang Tian, whose serious look made him give up his doubts in the next second.

After laughing, he said. "Since Mr. Wang Tian doesn't like this one, let's take a look at this one, right?"

As he spoke, Beckhattan had already taken a treasure from the cupboard, which was a cloisonné stupa.

The pagoda is more than 30 centimeters high, the chassis has six layers, and the tower body has ten rings, which is said to be perfect. The cloisonné filigree is very beautiful, the glaze is natural and smooth, and the whole cloisonné pagoda looks exquisite, several times more beautiful than the cloisonne that Wang Tian saw in the antique market.

Wang Tian knew that this must have been used by skilled craftsmen to worship the emperor back then, and the perfection of his craftsmanship could not be imitated by later generations.

But even if it is such a valuable and beautiful cloisonne pagoda, Wang Tian still can't show a strong liking.

Smiling faintly, Wang Tian continued to walk in quietly, his eyes looked at other treasures from time to time, which also told Beckhattan on a certain amount of time, neither of these treasures seemed to impress Wang Tian.

Seeing that Wang Tian was indifferent, Beckhatton had no choice but to disappoint him for the time being.

"Mr. Wang Tian, I only have these two treasures in your country and think I can get my hands on them, but since you don't like them, I have no choice, let's go out and drink some draft beer first, shall we?"

"Oh. All right. ”

Wang Tian nodded. Politely, ask Mr. Baker out first.

And in Wang Tian's heart, these two treasures have long been remembered by him, and Wang Tian hopes to get these two treasures at the smallest cost, as for the Old Testament, it is so valuable, of course, it will lead to greater treasures.

Wang Tian didn't expect that there would be such a harvest during the trip to Paris, and in addition to learning sculpture skills, Wang Tian knew that there would be a lot of interesting things in Paris these days.

Beckhatton's virtuous wife prepared draft beer and barbecue, as well as some pizza and omelettes.

The two children drank milk with a coo, then grabbed the barbecue and went to play with the puppy.

Beckhattan toasted to Wang Tian, but his face was always disappointed, his eyes looked at the Old Testament on Wang Tian's body from time to time, and then drank the draft beer into his stomach.

After three glasses of draft beer, Wang Tian was not drunk, but he felt that it was broken, and Beckhattan still had to drink, so his wife took red wine.

Two more glasses of red wine, Wang Tian felt a little dizzy at this time. French red wine is a little higher in alcohol than domestic wine, and the wine is stronger and stronger. But Wang Tian always remembered his Bible, for fear that it would be taken by Beckhatton in the end.

In the end, it was not early when Wang Tian left the Bakerhattan villa, and when he went out to stop the car, Wang Tian went to the Frankfurt Hotel.

Su Lele waited in the room all afternoon for Wang Tian and Beckhattan to come back.

But until it got dark, the two men were still not heard from.

Su Lele didn't expect that his first day in Paris would be so wasted.

I was going to go out for a walk, but I was afraid that Wang Tian and they would come back in a while, but in this evening, I finally wasted an afternoon, and Su Lele complained a little bit about Wang Tian.

What have you been doing this afternoon, and I don't inform myself.

Who knows, just complaining, Su Lele heard a knock on the door outside the door, this door knocked very loudly, unscrupulous, Su Lele didn't know anyone in Paris, so this knock frightened Su Lele.

She crept forward, her heart racing, carefully trying to ask who it was, but there was no reply from outside the door, just a knock on the door. (To be continued......)