"Mr. Zheng, what's a good thing?" He Qing said happily.
Mr. Zheng said with a smile: "Didn't you show me an ancient Western painting that day? What you said at the time was absolutely correct. It was indeed a foreign oil painting of extraordinary origin!"
"Oh, really?" He Qing said with surprise and joy, "Has it been appraised by experts?"
He thought that the happy event that Mr. Zheng mentioned was related to his Warring States bronze. Mr. Pan had already deciphered the three sets of bird seal scripts. Unexpectedly, the other party was talking about another thing, but it was indeed a good thing. Although he
He was relatively clear about the origin of that ancient Western painting, but he was not sure. Now that he had the expert's approval, there should be no mistake. At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, a doubt in his mind was solved.
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Mr. Zheng nodded solemnly and replied: "Yes, it has been unanimously recognized by several art masters. They all believe that the painting is the work of the famous modern French painter Millet. It is an authentic work, but it is very precious!"
"That's good!" He Qing said happily.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Lin Haitao, who was standing aside and listening to their conversation, asked in surprise.
Mr. Zheng said with excitement: "It's an old Western oil painting I brought back from London, England not long ago, called "The Woodcutter in the Forest". It was used by a friend to pay off a debt. I was very reluctant to accept it at the time, but
He had to give it to me, saying that he was unable to repay the debt, so he could only use the things as collateral for the time being. Now I can’t contact him even if I want to contact him. He has no intention of redeeming the things at all. Haha, it’s considered a debt evasion. It’s not interesting.
.At first I just viewed it as an ordinary foreign painting and hung it on the wall for display on a whim. Unexpectedly, Xiao He saw it. His sight completely changed the 'fate' of that oil painting that no one cared about.
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"Yes! It turns out that Brother Qing also knows how to appreciate foreign paintings, which is not easy!" Lin Haitao exclaimed.
He Qing quickly shook his head and smiled: "No, I happened to see a little trick."
Mr. Zheng said: "Xiao He, don't be modest. You probably know more than any of us in this aspect. From the time you got the painting to the time you discovered the problem, I didn't see anything."
Lin Haitao laughed and said: "That's good! Grandpa, you missed it unknowingly!"
"Isn't it?" Mr. Zheng nodded repeatedly, "It's still a big leak! Some friends from the art museum said that the painting is very precious. Now the Paris Museum and other collections are collecting Miller's authentic works everywhere, but he
Paintings like this are rare but hard to come by. As long as they are authentic, the asking price is at least 600,000 francs. The painting that was once identified as a fake by an auction company is estimated to be over 800,000 francs, which would cost nearly 1 million yuan in RMB.
My friend only owes me less than 100,000 yuan! I originally planned to tell my friend about this matter, but I really couldn’t contact him. He must be avoiding me. In this case, why should I look for him everywhere?
?Even if the thing is returned to him, he will only take it to a foreign auction, and then it will end up in a foreign collection!"
"Mr. Zheng, what are you going to do with that painting? Are you going to collect it yourself?" He Qing asked casually.
Just listen to Mr. Zheng's reply: "I don't have much research on foreign oil paintings. I don't really like that kind of thing and I can't always feel its charm. But my friend's art collection is lacking this kind of thing, so I want to give it to them."
, although it is not as profitable as sending it to major museums in France, but I feel happy and at ease! Every time I go abroad, I don’t dare to visit their museums. Do you know why? Because when I see the things passed down by our ancestors
They are displayed grandly in their museum for people to visit. I feel inexplicable regret in my heart. Many of those things are national treasures that our national museum has no chance to collect. They were originally meant to be left to us Chinese people to see for ourselves.
But now many people don’t have the chance to see it!”
He sighed sadly, as if extremely angry.
He Qing and Lin Haitao kept nodding their heads to express their agreement with his words.
Later, Mr. Zheng, who was a little out of control for a while, calmed down and said with a smile: "Xiao He, the credit for discovering that painting can be said to be yours alone, I have to reward you!"
He Qing shook his head and said: "Mr. Zheng, don't be polite. I actually didn't help you much, so I just gave you some suggestions. You chose to give it to the National Gallery. I very much agree with your approach. Foreign museums collect us
We should also collect the things belonging to our ancestors. This is called 'reciprocity', isn't it?!"
"Yeah yeah!"
Hearing what He Qing said humorously, Mr. Zheng and Lin Haitao looked at each other and smiled.
Lin Haitao shook his head and praised: "Brother Qing, I found that you are getting better and better, you are simply omnipotent! How on earth did you do it?! How much have you learned?! You can even do Western ancient paintings.
Appraisal, I admire you so much!"
He was full of praise for He Qing, and every word he said came from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he just felt that He Qing was really a hidden master. Although sometimes he would ask himself some very simple questions, it did not affect him at all.
Difference.
He sincerely admired He Qing's inscrutable appraisal skills.
He Qing still shook his head humbly and said: "How could it be so? Haitao, you are so grateful. Oh, by the way, Mr. Zheng, can you look at something for me?"
"What is it? Of course!" Mr. Zheng agreed without hesitation, "Xiao He, let's go over and sit down and talk."
"Yeah, okay." He Qing responded happily, and then the three of them walked to the Eight Immortals table and sat down.
"Mr. Zheng, this is it." After sitting down, He Qing quickly took out a gray cloth bag from his bag and carefully spread it out on the table.
When the package was opened, the black mass inside was revealed.
"This is an ink ingot!" Mr. Zheng recognized it at a glance and said, "This thing is very old, and the ink quality should be very good!"
He Qing nodded and said: "Well, this is a piece of ancient ink. Haitao and I also think that this piece of ink is very old, with hundreds or even thousands of years of history!"
"It looks about the same." Mr. Zheng nodded slightly and said, "Many people in this industry particularly like ancient ink. There is a special association for collecting ancient ink, but I don't have a preference. But if it is a piece of good quality,
I also collect ink ingots. Even though ink seems to give people a single impression, it is an indispensable item in ancient writing. With the help of this original material, the fantastic and wonderful artistic conception of Chinese calligraphy and painting can be realized.
The world of ink is not boring, but rich in connotations. In ancient times, it was used as a consumable, but it can be presented intact in today's world, so it should be very precious!"
"Grandpa, Brother Qing, the ancient ink he just painted was 'Li Mo', Li Tinggui ink, is it possible?" Lin Haitao interjected and asked.
"Li Mo?!" Mr. Zheng said slightly surprised, "Li Mo from the Southern Tang Dynasty? The possibility is not very high. Li Mo is just a beautiful fantasy for most fans, because the real thing is so rare! As long as
At that time, ink was mainly used for its purpose, to grind ink for writing. Few people thought about collecting it. Only in the Ming and Qing Dynasties did they gradually consider its artistic value, and the trend of collecting gradually flourished. Take a look first
Well, you can definitely identify whether it is Li Mo! If it is really a piece of Li Mo, it would be too precious. It is said that someone accepted half of the Li Mo piece, but spent millions. If it were a piece like this, it would be more complete.
Li Mo’s value is immeasurable, and it’s often priceless!”
Hearing Mr. Zheng's words, He Qing couldn't help but feel excited, because he was sure that the ancient ink was from the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the age was not too far apart. Even if it was not authentic Li Mo, it should be worth a lot of money!
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