Nick was foaming at the mouth of his life, and he was about to talk about it, but when his eyes turned to Fang Yi's face, he couldn't help but stop talking. ()

"Yi! What's the problem? Seeing Fang Yi's solemn face, Nick stopped and asked Fang Yi, thinking that what he said was a little wrong.

"Nothing!" Fang Yi came back to his senses and saw the expression on Nick's face, and he didn't know where he said: "You go on, what you said is very right!" ”。

At first glance, what Fang Yi said was a bit old-fashioned, and the two of them stood together, one was fifty or sixty years old, and the other was thirty years old, and judging from their faces, they looked like they were twenty-four or five at most. If someone who didn't know heard it from the side, he would definitely feel that Fang Yi would feel a little big with this tone. However, Nick didn't think so, he didn't react to Fang Yi's tone, and after listening to Fang Yi let himself continue, he paused and immediately continued to speak.

Fang Yi concentrated on listening to Nick say this at this time, nodding his head while listening, to be honest, Nick's analysis was much more detailed than what Fang Yi thought of, and his views were more clear.

"I didn't even see the places you mentioned!" Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh when he heard Nick finish speaking, he was a few steps above Nick when it came to arguing about authenticity, but when it came to how to prove the authenticity of this thing, Fang Yi really couldn't compare to Nick who was concentrating on one thing, the old man was really too meticulous.

Nick smiled bitterly: "But it's your first real work!" If I had seen this work first," Nick continued, pointing to the original painting "Abundance" two meters away on the wall: "I must also think that this one is a forgery, even if the two are put together, I am afraid that I can come to the current conclusion!" ”。

Looked at Nick a little discouraged. Fang Yi smiled and said, "You're already great!" ”。

"It's a shame that your talent is wasted like this, I've never seen someone so interested in you! You seem to have an indescribable intuition that allows you to see through the surface of these things. If you engage in this business, you are destined to become a legend" Nick shook Fang Yi's hand into a fist, his face tangled as he swung Zhai, with a look of loss that Fang Yi had gone astray and was getting farther and farther away.

Until now, this old man still thinks that Fang Yi is a waste of talent to paint, and this point of view makes Fang Yi not know how to say it. Of course, Fang Yi will not be stupid enough to argue with him, because what he likes is the best, and for Nick, it is obvious that the profession of appraiser is a little more awesome than that of a painter. Of course, if Fang Yi is allowed to say it, it will be a completely different conclusion.

After chatting with Nick for a while, Fang Yi followed the corner of his eye and saw Hashimoto Mitsuchi walking towards him. When Fang Yi raised his head, he saw the solemn expression on this person's face.

Standing in front of Fang Yi, Hashimoto Mitsuchi bent down and bowed to Fang Yi first: "Fang Jun!" ”。

"Hello!" Fang Yi nodded, the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person. Hashimoto is very polite, and Fang Yi is not good at putting up face.

Hashimoto Mitsudo was very direct: "Fang Jun." I carefully compared the two works, and now I have more and more doubts about the authenticity of the one in the Western Museum, and it may not turn out to be what the Western Museum had hoped! After saying that, he sighed.

"Do you have some questions?" Nick asked Mitsumichi Hashimoto.

Hashimoto Mitsumichi nodded: "There are some problems, but we still have to carry out the next step of argumentation, judging from the current shape, I think it is more likely that Fang Jun's painting is genuine!" The Western-style building, let me say, is almost a copy! The money spent by the Western Museum on this work may have plummeted, and in Chinese parlance, it will be a waste."

Drifted? When Fang Yi heard this, he wanted to laugh a little in his heart. If it is a fake drawn by ordinary people, or even a fake master, it is really going to be lost. If he hadn't come to see this imitation of the Japanese Pavilion in person, Fang Yi really didn't know that the imitation of Rubens was also a big person, and it was estimated that he was too proud to copy it, he was more Rubens than Rubens, and the level was higher than the original, and he also hid his signature on the work. If this is confirmed, it is certain that the work should be worse than the original in value, but it is at least a million dollars.

As soon as he saw this fake genuine painting, Fang Yi's mind jumped out of a person's name: Vermeer. Vermeer and Rubens lived for about the same time, and Rubens died eight years after Vermeer was born. And many people know less about Vermeer, Vermeer is now known as one of the greatest painters in the Netherlands, but this luck was not good, he was not very famous at that time, and the paintings did not sell well, and then he was forgotten by the world for more than 200 years, even now some people are derogatory to this Vermeer's style, but in Fang Yi's mind, the name of the master is shining.

At that time, it was not eye-catching, so there were very few records, and later generations knew very little about him, and it was impossible to infer his artistic footprints. People send nicknames: Delft's Sphinx!

Since Vermeer's extant works are certainly a few dozen smaller, and they are famous enough, you might imagine that each of his works is quite expensive.

I know it, and I also know how to use some small means to show Vermeer's name when he is proud, but Fang Yi is not ready to say it, why should he say this thing by the Japanese? Isn't there nothing to do? The mouth is bald, and the price of a work that has just been judged as a fake has risen again? Isn't that sick!

Since he didn't want to open his mouth, Fang Yi honestly listened to Nick and Hashimoto, and after listening for more than half an hour, Nick said what he said to Fang Yi again, and Hashimoto understood.

Hashimoto, who understood, looked at Fang Yi solemnly and said, "Now I have a conclusion!" After saying that, a bitter look appeared on his face.

"Huh!" Fang Yi had to smile when he heard this.

After saying a few words to the two, Fang Yi said goodbye and went home.

When he arrived at home, Fang Yi returned to the study and pondered the matter.

It's not that Fang Yi wants to take what is in the hands of the Japanese as his own. I really don't have much interest in Vermeer's imitation of Fang Yi, if it were his own work, of course Fang Yi would salivate, but now it is an imitation of Rubens's work. Fang Yi was not interested, because Fang Yi had a Rubens in his hand. And when it comes to the excitement of imitation, Fang Yi can imitate it himself now, and the imitation is by no means worse than Vermeer's.

If it's monetary value, it's selling for money. It is not attractive to Fang Yi now. For people who have to donate half of their income every year, money really doesn't play a tempting role.

If it is said that it is to be left to the children and grandchildren, if Fang Yi's own things plus Menzel and Rubens can make the children and grandchildren lose everything. It's useless for you to keep a rich gold mine for them, and you will still be lost!

Looking at it like this, what has a huge attraction to others does seem to Fang Yi to become chicken ribs. Full: the food is tasteless, it's a pity to throw it away!

At present, the Western Museum of Japan has not said how to dispose of this work, and if it is determined to be a forgery, it is unlikely that it will continue to be put in the museum. Most likely, it will be an auction. Sell it while it's still a little famous or a little story. Maybe if you're lucky, you can get a hundred thousand dollars or something. The more you put this thing in your hands, the more it can't be sold.

After pondering for a while, Fang Yi put this matter aside, picked up the phone on the table and dialed it out.

"Fang Yi, what's the matter!" As soon as the phone rang, Fang Yi heard Zhang Xu's panting voice.

Fang Yi was happy when he heard this, and said jokingly: "What about looking for a little girl outside at this point?" I'll call 6 Xiaomin's phone to tell you later."

"Fart little girl, I'm exercising on the treadmill at home, you don't have to go so hard to find Xiaomin. I'll call you," Zhang Xu said as he gasped.

"If Wang Qiluo's paintings are sold in China, you can buy a few! Wait for the price to be right, and let it out," Fang Yi said to Zhang Xu.

"Can his paintings go up? But I haven't seen any of his works in China," Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi when he heard it.

Fang Yi replied: "Why can't you be careful. If you can't buy it at home, you won't buy it abroad! There's another guy who can also draw it, and his gallery is also good, you write down the name." After speaking, Fang Yi told Zhang Xu the name of the foreigner.

I took a look at Wang Qiluo's works today, although it is not considered top-notch, but the hype is completely ready, and it is not necessarily appropriate to keep it for future generations, and it is not too possible to expect future generations to exchange him for food, but it is still good to make some money now. And Wang Qiluo has just raised the price of the painting here, and he also needs to have a support, and both sides will benefit, Fang Yi naturally wants to inform his little friends.

"Why don't you take Li Lin with you! This kid has a bit of money to spare right now! Zhang Xu opened his mouth and said after listening to Fang Yi's words.

"It's not for you to buy eight out of ten, the most that can get into your hands is three or four, it's amazing, you can call Li Lin!" Fang Yi listened to it and said, "That's it, I'm hanging!" ”。

"Don't! Did you pick up that big leak! Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi, for Zhang Xu, this kid, I heard that Fang Yi picked up a genuine copy of Rubens, as if he had picked it up himself, and he had already called Fang Yi to ask a few times. What Zhang Xu saw was not paintings, but dollars hanging on the wall. What interests Fang Yi most about picking up paintings is how much this thing can be worth.

Fang Yi said jokingly: "What is there to pick up the truth or not, I am not going to sell things!" If it leaks into my hands, it becomes a fart."

"Next time you call me with such a fart!" Zhang Xu said jokingly.

Zhang Xu's words reminded Fang Yi of the Japanese forgery, so he said to Zhang Xu: "There is really a big and small omission now, but maybe there is this possibility, a thing copied by Vermeer!" ”。

"Who is Vermeer!".

Listening to Zhang Xu's often puzzled tone on the other end of the phone, Fang Yi sighed: "Wait a while and search it yourself, anyway, it's valuable everyone!" ”。 followed Fang Yi and explained the news to Zhang Xu on the phone.

"Will it be sold?"

"Now it seems that this possibility is there, and it is not small," Fang Yi replied.

"If the little devil sells it, you can just take it yourself!"

"It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away!" Fang Yi sighed.

"Can you pretend to be a little more forceful? Million-dollar stuff called tasteless? Throw it out, just eating chicken breast can eat you to death! If you're not interested in selling you, then I'm going to do it! ”。

"That's what I told you, if the little devil sells you, buy it," Fang Yi said. (To be continued......)

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