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"You're going to give me this painting?"

Wang Ding was stupid, he definitely thought that this was Xu Lao joking with himself again. A painting by Master Tang Yin worth more than one million.

Buy it back for one million today, and when he wakes up tomorrow, he may be one million and ten thousand. How could Wang Ding not be excited about this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing. As soon as I got excited, I really lost the ability to speak.

"Yes, I want to give you this Tang Yin's Momeitu, but you want to tell me how you want to thank me?"

Xu Lao looked at it with a heart, but Wang Ding couldn't think of what medicine was sold in Xu Lao's gourd.

"Old Xu, I don't understand what you mean, please make it clear to me?"

"Let me ask you first, do you like this painting, do you want it?"

"I want it, I want it in my dreams." Wang Ding will not pretend to be forced, because Wang Ding has no resistance to this kind of perfectly presented calligraphy and painting, famous calligraphy and painting, not because of the temptation of money, but because of the charm of the painting itself.

"Just want it. I don't care if you like the painting itself or the value that is condensed in it. I just want to make an investment in you. I don't have any concept of money, but I like to collect, and it's hard to imagine my fetish for it. You should have noticed that in my home, Tang Yin's works are not limited to this one. Also, there is more than one painting of Sakumei, so I don't care so much about repetitive things. I have always wanted to give this Tang Yin's work to someone. When I see you today, I think you are the one who can help me fulfill my wish, as long as you help me fulfill my wish, I will give you this calligraphy and painting. ”

Wang Ding listened patiently, and when it came to helping Xu Lao fulfill his unfulfilled wishes, Wang Ding expressed his position first. "Old Xu, you first say that you still have any wishes that have not been fulfilled, and I will do my best to do what I can."

"Hehe, what big wishes can I have, it's not in calligraphy and painting. Look at my room, there are a lot of calligraphy and paintings. I've spent my whole life collecting, but I've missed a painting. Three years ago, I didn't get the painting at a bid of 6.8 million yuan. After that, the painting was obtained by a man surnamed Qi. I've always had a wish to have this painting before I die, even if it's just for a few days. ”

Xu Fengshui is addicted to calligraphy and painting, just like the kind of dependence of drug addicts on drugs, for so many years, Xu Lao has been alone in this empty room, and it is these calligraphy and paintings that can accompany him.

"That painting, do you have any pictures of that painting?"

Wang Ding was very interested in knowing what kind of painting the old man was so obsessed with.

Xu Lao nodded, and at this time took out a stack of photos and drawing paper from the drawer.

Wang Ding took the piece of paper in Xu Lao's hand and flipped it quickly, and on top of it, there was also the same painting, but at different angles.

This is a "splash of color" landscape painting, with a variety of colors, depicting the view of Lake Aachen in Switzerland. The picture shows verdant mountains in the foreground, and a lake in the background. On the back shore of the lake, there are houses outlined in light ink and light colors.

At first glance, the whole painting feels magnificent and beautiful, but after a little while, a sense of relaxation and joy suddenly wells up. Incidentally, I felt an ethereal aura burst out of the picture, and suddenly a feeling arose.

Sure enough, it's called Love Trace Lake, and it just exists with such a kind of magic.

"Although this painting is not genuine, I have to say that this painting is absolutely natural, and I can't feel the traces of splashing color."

"Yes, this painting is one of the masterpieces of Master Zhang Daqian, as the founder of splashed color landscape painting, the collection of Master Zhang Daqian's works has always been the pursuit of our collection circle. The work of Traces of Lake passed me by, and if I had asked for a few million more at the auction at that time, this work would have been mine. It's a pity that I didn't have as much money as the other party at that time. ”

At the age of Xu Lao, he is no longer like a young man to express hatred and remorse, he always chooses a more silent way of sighing, but Wang Ding looked at Xu Lao's appearance, and knew the significance of this painting to his old man.

"Old Xu, don't worry, I will definitely help you find this painting, since you believe me, I will not disappoint you. It's just that I want to ask Mr. Xu, do you know where the person who took this painting was in the first place? ”

Xu Lao shook his head, "I really don't know about the Dao, at that time, we were bidding for this painting at the North # Jingjiade Auction House, I only knew that his surname was Qi and he was a big boss." But for other information, the auction company has a confidentiality agreement, so I can't ask about it at all. ”

Yes, Wang Ding also realized it. If Xu Lao still knew the information of Lu Saying goodbye, then he would have found out that person a long time ago. This matter is not so simple, but since Wang Ding wants to help Xu Lao, he will not be afraid.

"Okay, I know it, Old Xu, you will leave this matter to me. When I have time, I will go to the capital to inquire and ask about the news of this baby. ”

"Thank you so much. By the way, I'll give you this picture of Tang Yin's Murmei. ”

Saying that, Xu Lao had already rolled up the ink plum picture, but when he saw Xu Lao send it over to paint, Wang Ding also pushed Xu Lao's arm.

"Old Xu, I can't accept this painting, at least I can't accept it now, as the so-called reactive and unprofitable, I haven't helped Xu Lao, I will definitely not accept such a valuable treasure from you."

"What is precious and not valuable? In my eyes, it's just a painting, and I like you kid, so you give it to me. ”

Xu Lao is very firm, but Wang Ding has his own principles, if he really accepted this painting at the moment, then he must restrict his freedom and help Xu Lao find this "Love Traces". Not to mention that China is so big, how many people with the surname Qi are.

If the painting is accidentally spread abroad, it is impossible for me to find it in my life. Wouldn't that owe Xu Lao a lifelong favor.

It's better to put this painting in Xu Lao's place first, if you really find this painting, it is logical to take it. Wang Ding thought of a way, and saw that Xu Lao was still unrelenting, but at this time he stretched out his hand and pointed to the fake "Picture of the Withered Turtle" just now, and said, "Old Xu, you see that you have to ask me to accept something from you, but I really can't take this painting now, so why don't you give me the fake picture of the Crane first." What do you think? ”

The picture of the fake robin, Wang Ding is not useless, at this time, although Wang Ding did not think about what it can do. But if you bring it on your body, you will definitely use good steel on the blade, maximize its value, or even surpass its own value, and it is not necessary to become a "genuine product".

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