Chapter 28: The Second Repair (Three More Collections)
Lei Dong's brows furrowed, "Xiao Luo, Miss Liu came to you this time because she already knew that your jishu was very good at repairing the painting." You don't want to sell it, you can ask for anything, as long as it's not too much, I think Miss Liu will agree to you. ā
Luo Ping was happy, and couldn't help but think of a scene often staged in TV dramas: a grassroots fell in love with the daughter of a rich family, and the daughter's father found the grassroots and asked them to break up, saying that as long as he agreed to break up, he could ask for anything; How do you know that the grassroots thought in their hearts, as long as I get your daughter, not all yours are mine......
"Can you ask for anything?" Luo Ping smiled a little evilly, and his eyes were a little presumptuous on Liu Hongyue.
"Yes."
Liu Hongyue noticed his somewhat presumptuous gaze and frowned slightly, "The doctor said that my father will be able to be discharged from the hospital soon, and I hope to repair the painting before he is discharged from the hospital." So, please be sure to help me! ā
"How old is Miss Liu?"
"Presumptuous!"
The middle-aged woman standing behind Liu Hongyue had long looked at Luo Ping unpleasantly, and no matter how she looked at it, she felt that he was the same as those second-rate people on the street.
Lei Dong frowned, looking at Luo Ping with a rogue expression, and couldn't help but wonder if he was a student of Old Chen.
"I'm twenty-three years old." Although Liu Hongyue was a little unhappy, for the sake of her father, she forcibly held back the dissatisfaction in her heart.
"It's three years older than me, but it's not bad for a female junior to hold gold bricks!"
Although Luo Ping's muttering voice was small, several people present could hear it clearly, except for the dragon's heart, the other people, including Liu Hongyue, their faces changed greatly.
Luo Ping looked at their expressions in his eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, I just said nonsense, how can a lady like Miss Liu fall in love with a poor boy like me." In my opinion, only a young and handsome man like Mr. Lei can be worthy of Miss Liu. ā
Lei Dong's face swept away the anger just now, showed a discouraged smile, and looked at Luo Ping, as if he had seen a bosom friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"Hehe, I didn't ask for it. Actually, I'm not going to fix any paintings at all, I'm going to disappoint you. Think about it, I have only been studying with Chen Lao for a few months, how can I know how to repair famous paintings, you should find someone else, I can only waste time here! ā
Liu Hongyue glanced at Luo Ping deeply, stood up, said something to disturb, nodded and smiled at Long Xin, and walked straight towards the gate.
The middle-aged woman behind her snorted angrily at Luo Ping, grabbed the check on the coffee table, twisted her fat body and chased after it; And Lei Dong was one step ahead of her and opened the door for Liu Hongyue, and the three of them quickly left the small building.
As soon as they left, Luo Ping ran upstairs quickly and locked himself in the room.
He carefully placed the crimson chess pieces and Wang Shishen's paintings that were broken into more than a dozen pieces on the desk.
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"Miss, this kid is really too presumptuous, do you want to find someone to teach him a lesson."
In a black Mercedes-Benz car, the middle-aged woman just now was still complaining to Liu Hongyue about Luo Ping's presumptuousness and boldness.
āā¦ā¦ Forget it, the most important thing now is to make up that painting. You go and talk to Ah Bing, let him come to me in the evening, I have something for him to do. ā
Liu Hongyue, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the speeding scenery outside the car window, frowning slightly.
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Although there were no traces of damage to the red red sandalwood chess piece, Luo Ping was able to absorb the wealth inside, and the amount of wealth contained in this small chess piece was amazing.
Therefore, Luo Ping decided to repair this famous painting of Wang Shishen.
He carefully glued together a dozen pieces of Wang Shishen's painting with glue, then placed his left hand on the painting, and slowly grasped the chess pieces with his right hand.
With the astonishing heat of the palm of his right hand, a majestic stream of cold air flowed down his right palm into his body.
Just like the last time he repaired the "Spring Rain Map", after circulating in his body, these cool qi formed a cyclone in the lower abdomen, and then threw out a filamentous air current, which flew towards his left hand.
It's still cold first and then hot, but the alternation of hot and cold is not very violent, and it is within his tolerance.
This famous painting by Wang Shishen is more seriously damaged than his "Spring Rain". First it rotted in the damp room, and then it was exposed to the sun, and the whole painting cracked into countless small openings, and there was almost no possibility of repairing it.
However, under Luo Ping's left hand, amazing changes are taking place.
As the yellowish gas slowly seeped into the painting, the cracks were slowly closing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pieces of the painting that had been glued together quickly seemed to have life.
Although he had already seen it once, Luo Ping still looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and he didn't even notice that his right hand had stopped absorbing the wealth in the red sandalwood chess piece.
A few minutes later, the painting had been reborn from its previous decay and had been given a new look.
All the fragments are connected together, and there is no sign of damage in the whole painting; The mold and insect eyes from before are gone, and it's exactly like the new work that has just come out.
Luo Ping looked at the painting with a smile and couldn't help but daxiao.
"Although the skill of identifying damaged antiques is a bit chicken, but with the repair skill, it is equivalent to picking up gold in the garbage heap, and you can't make a fortune if you don't want to."
Luo Ping was overjoyed by the success of another repair, and at the same time, he felt that earning $1 million in four months might no longer be a dream.
"Gotta get that crumb!"
Luo Ping swore secretly.
When Luo Ping came down from upstairs, he happened to see Fairy Xu and the little fat man coming back from outside, and his face suddenly turned dark.
"Didn't I tell you in the morning, don't go out lately."
"Brother Ro."
The little fat man seemed to see Guanyin Bodhisattva who was saving suffering, and ran to Luo Ping's side in three steps and two steps, and his voice was full of heavy crying.
Only then did Luo Ping see a bright red slap mark on his face, which was obviously a slap in the face.
And Xu Ting was sitting on a chair and drinking the cold drink handed to her by Long Xin.
"What are you crying about, I tell you, if I see you shitty again, I will castrate you!"
Fairy Xu's words were as fierce as ever, and it seemed that this slap should have been slapped by her. Luo Ping laughed hesitantly, "Xiaolong, did you make Sister Xu angry again?" ā
"Iā"
The little fat man was speechless for a while, and Luo Ping didn't bother to care about their things, so he called Xu Ting to the upstairs room.
"I may have found a clue about my parents."
"Really!"
Xu Ting was taken aback, after so many years, Luo Ping had no impression of his own life experience, nor did he have any clues, and there was no possibility of finding his parents at all.
Luo Ping took out the two pieces of skin and the photo.
"You see, Lao Cao said that this piece of skin was hidden in my clothes when he picked me up. I got this piece by accident some time ago, and the one in this photo is about to be auctioned at Christie's Hong Kong for a reserve price of $1 million. ā
"$1 million?"
Xu Ting was dumbfounded, she grew up in an orphanage, and after more than ten years of frugality, she was stunned by this number.
"You're saying that such a broken skin is worth $1 million, so here are two of them, isn't it...... $2 million? ā
After a few seconds, Xu Ting, who came back to her senses, had sparks of excitement dancing in her eyes, as if she saw banknotes falling from the sky.
Luo Ping was completely speechless, it seemed that what he just said, except for 1 million US dollars, the rest of the goblins didn't listen to it at all, so they had to speak patiently again.
When Fairy Xu heard that this kind of broken skin was likely to be a treasure map, he grabbed his clothes and shouted loudly, "Treasure map, you are talking about a treasure map?" ā
Luo Ping hurriedly covered her mouth, and had a premonition in his heart.
It was definitely a mistake to discuss this matter with the goblin Xu who had the money eye.