Chapter 139 Grandpa, do you have three more pictures?
"What?"
Now even Jiang Churan was not calm anymore. As the calmest person in the room, Jiang Churan had tried very hard to restrain himself, but at this moment, he finally couldn't hold himself any longer.
"Grandpa, do you have three more paintings?"
No matter how little Jiang Churan knows about history, listening to Ma Wenshan's words and watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, he was impressed by Wu Daozi's knowledge. One painting of this man can be worth billions, and his own grandfather actually
It's outrageous to be able to take out three pictures.
Jiang Chen stood up slowly and left Jiang Churan's bedroom without any ink, leaving only an enigmatic figure behind for everyone.
"Beautiful Jiang, the old man must not be bragging..."
As Jiang Chen's number one dog licker, Jin Qi asked tremblingly, "This is incredible."
"I feel like the old man is not bragging. His demeanor and actions are very calm."
Chu Huaixiang also showed a hint of surprise.
Ma Wenshan was completely dead. The three children were just surprised by the value of the work. But for a person like Ma Wenshan who is enthusiastic about archaeological research, a painting is already a treasure worth studying for a lifetime. Here are three more huge paintings.
The feeling of happiness directly broke through Ma Wenshan's reason, leaving only the simplest sentences,
"Abba, Abba, Abba."
Everyone who watched Jiang Churan's live broadcast, whether it was water friends in the live broadcast room, the cultural relics bureau in the far away capital, or experts and scholars from all walks of life who were attracted to watch the live broadcast, or even Wang Churan who was watching the surveillance outside Jiang Churan's house.
The director and others also fell into confusion.
After a while, a sentence floated softly on the barrage.
"Mr. Jiang is invincible in the world!"
This sentence completely detonated the barrage, and gifts were sent as if they were free of charge.
“Fancy sweet and sour fish and free classic car x100.”
"Small makeover will give you a classic car x100."
“Go all the way east and get a classic car x100.”
“If you look handsome, you will get a classic car x100.”
"Jack Horse Fans are giving away classic cars x100."
"Ye Liangchen gave away a classic car x100."
"Long Aotian gives away classic car x100."
"The National Calligraphy Association presented a classic car x100."
"The National Gallery presents classic cars x100."
It was completely blown away. No matter who it was, they were not in the mood to send barrages and could only express their inner emotions with gifts.
Jiang Churan's phone was vibrating like crazy. There were so many gifts that it was impossible to get them back, but Jiang Churan was not in the mood to thank them for the gifts at this time.
He quietly placed his little hand under Jin Qi's ribs and pinched hard.
"ah!"
The entire audience in the live broadcast room heard the sharp scream.
"Jiang Churan, are you crazy?"
Jin Qi hugged his ribs and shouted.
"I didn't dream. I really didn't dream. It turned out to be true. Grandpa really said this."
Jiang Churan ignored Jin Qi's cries and muttered to himself.
The screams made Ma Wenshan wake up. Seeing Jin Qi's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but pat Jin Qi's forehead.
"teacher!"
Jin Qi covered his ribs with one hand, held his head with the other, and dropped the camera in his hand to the ground. It was obvious from his eyes that Chu Huaixiang was also eager to try, and he took two steps back.
"What are you doing?"
Just when Jin Qi was desperate, Jiang Chen's voice sounded at the door like the sound of nature.
The four people turned their heads in unison and saw Jiang Chen walking in carrying three scrolls.
"I thought you were dilating your pulse again when you were crying like a ghost."
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment when he saw the four people's eyes were so synchronized.
"Old man, please help me. These people are crazy. They are doing crazy experiments on me to test whether they are dreaming or not."
Jin Qi rolled and crawled to Jiang Chen's legs.
Jiang Chen grabbed Jin Qi and gently tapped his forehead with his fingers.
"How old are you? Pay attention to the influence. Let's take a look. This is the picture scroll that was given to me at the beginning."
Jin Qi dazedly touched his forehead. After Mr. Jiang touched it so gently, he felt no pain at all. It was amazing.
Ma Wenshan quickly approached Jiang Chen and took the three scrolls that Jiang Chen held out.
"Old man, am I going to open it now?"
Ma Wenshan was excited for a moment and asked in disbelief.
"Open it, otherwise I will take it out to see if it is what you said."
Jiang Chen
I'm a little speechless. It's not just young people who are not good at it. Nowadays, middle-aged people also have some problems. They are shocked.
Jiang Churan was not polite. He stepped forward and took out a picture scroll from Ma Wenshan's hand, and he and Chu Huaixiang slowly opened it on one side.
It has the same delicate and elegant painting style as the "Picture of Yin Tianzi Enthroning" hanging on the wall, and it is also an uncolored pattern. There is no name at the beginning, and the seal and signature belonging to Wu Daozi are stamped at the end.
This picture is better than "The Picture of Yin Tianzi Ascending the Throne". One picture scroll only depicts one scene. A man in Taoist robes stands in the center, surrounded by four adults in strange poses, sitting around the periphery.
There are little children in circles.
"What kind of picture is this? Teacher Ma, have you seen it before?"
Jiang Churan asked curiously, holding his phone and slowly scanning the picture from beginning to end.
Ma Wenshan carefully identified it for a while and shook his head.
"I've never seen it before. This picture has never appeared either in the literature or in the murals in the Tang Mausoleum."
"Hey, since it was taken out by Mr. Jiang, it must be exactly the same as the one on the wall. It must have been painted by Wu Daozi. There is nothing to doubt."
Jin Qi walked to the scroll in two steps, compared the picture in front of him with the "Picture of Emperor Yin ascending the throne" hanging on the wall, and made a conclusion.
"Nonsense!"
Ma Wenshan slapped Jin Qi on the back of the head.
"Whether it was painted by Wu Daozi needs to be studied carefully. Although I believe Mr. Jiang's words, archaeological research never relies on one person's words to make conclusions. If everyone is as arbitrary as you, what else do we need from our research institute?
, just find a few high-status people to talk nonsense."
After Ma Wenshan scolded Jin Qi, he turned to Jiang Chen and apologized,
"Old man, I don't mean to question you. After all, we are doing an exclusive interview and a live broadcast. We need to be worthy of the audience and give the audience a scientific explanation."
Jiang Chen waved his hand,
"It doesn't matter, your attitude is right. I can't remember whether these paintings were painted by Xiao Wu. I haven't looked at them for many years, and my memory of the time is a bit blurry. If you can identify them, you will be right.
It's also a help to me. Don't worry about it. No matter who painted it, since the painting is in my hands, the person who painted it must be dead. It's up to you to name these nameless paintings."
Jin Qi's little eyes started to roll again, not knowing what he was thinking.