The painting was placed directly on the sofa. There was no suitable easel here.
No matter how good the private room is, it is impossible to prepare everything, but Li Yang and the others can make this request, and the blonde beauties will bring what they need as quickly as possible.
"This painting, the artist is very good, it should be the original work of Geer!"
Teacher Cai frowned and said softly.
Teacher Cai's calligraphy skills are not bad. He was once called an all-round wizard. The painting in front of him is very good, but it is only relatively speaking. There is nothing special about it. At the bottom of the painting, there is "Ger" written in French.
's full name.
Such a painting does not seem worthy of Li Yang's high bid, yet he is so cautious.
"Let me take a look!"
Dean Huang put on white gloves, picked up a magnifying glass, and squatted in front of the sofa to observe the oil painting by himself.
"Master, I also have a hunch that the painting Brother Li bought may not be simple!"
After watching for a while, Xiao Yan carefully placed his ear against Bai Ming and said something very softly that only the two of them could hear.
Bai Ming glared at him lightly and said in a low voice: "You also have a premonition, what do you have a premonition about!"
Li Yang and Xiao Yan knew each other earlier. Although Xiao Yan accepted Bai Ming as his teacher, he still called Li Yang "Brother Li" as before and did not change his name to Uncle Master according to Bai Ming's request.
Xiao Yan was extremely insistent on this point, and Bai Ming had no choice.
In the end, they could only talk about their own affairs. This pair of master and apprentice were brothers to Li Yang, and they made Mr. Mao and Teacher Cai laugh several times.
"I don't know. When I saw this painting, I felt frightened. It always felt unusual!"
Xiao Yan shook his head. After taking out the painting, he felt like this, an indescribable feeling.
"I'm scared. Is your heart beating very fast? What kind of desire do you have?" Bai Ming was stunned for a moment and asked again.
"Yes, yes, that's it. Master, how did you know?" Xiao Yan nodded fiercely and said anxiously.
"Nonsense, why didn't I know? Who doesn't do this when seeing good things?"
Bai Ming glared at Xiao Yan again, then turned back and took a closer look at the painting.
When he was young, he would sometimes do this when he encountered a small leak. His heartbeat would speed up, and he would like to buy it as soon as possible, but he would be afraid of being noticed.
This is a very normal and common phenomenon.
But if you still feel this way when you encounter something that you don't understand and can't see how valuable it is, that's unusual. Generally speaking, it's just an intuition.
"If you feel this way, why didn't you just take a photo of the thing yourself?"
Bai Ming asked suddenly, Xiao Yan was stunned, and then said with a sad face: "Master, I only felt like this after seeing this painting. Besides, I don't have the courage to take a picture of this thing.
Can I afford it?”
Bai Ming paused slightly. Xiao Yan was right. Even if he had feelings in advance, there was nothing he could do about this treasure.
The price of 650,000 euros is not that much money even if Xiao Yan is sold.
He could make it up, but he couldn't afford to spend so much money on a painting just because of his feelings.
Intuition sometimes works, but it may not always be right. Bai Ming once relied on intuition to buy things, but unfortunately he was blinded a few times.
It's like one day you suddenly feel that you will win a lottery ticket. The feeling is very strong, and then you buy it happily.
The result was that not a single number was hit.
It's okay to say that, after all, you won't buy too much, but if it makes you bankrupt to buy lottery tickets, you definitely won't do it.
Of course, there are also people who win big prizes based on hunches and even make news, but after all, they are a minority, very few.
"Twenty-three million, deal!"
Just as he was talking, Grand's voice on the big screen suddenly became louder. Bai Ming, Xiao Yan, and Mr. Gao couldn't help but look back.
On the big screen, what was being auctioned just now was a crown, said to be the crown of Louis VII of France. It was studded with various gems. This crown has a history of nearly a thousand years and sold for a high price of 23 million euros.
This is also the first auction item worth over 10 million today.
After taking a look, several people turned back and looked carefully at the "Mona Lisa" in front of them.
In China, if something can be auctioned for 23 million euros, it will definitely make the news, but at this big auction, it is not uncommon for items to be auctioned for more than 10 million euros.
Every now and then there will be one, but if you see it too often, no one will care.
Not to mention, 23 million is not the highest price they have ever seen. Two of the three auction items yesterday were higher than this price.
"Dean Huang, do you see anything?"
Lin Lang asked in a low voice. He also squatted here and looked at it for a while, and even touched it for a long time, but in the end he found nothing.
No matter how you look at it, this is just an ordinary oil painting. The painting is good, but there is nothing particularly surprising about it.
"No, Li Yang, your feeling may be wrong this time!"
Dean Huang shook his head slightly, looked back at Li Yang and said with a smile. When Dean Huang said this, Lin Lang and Bai Ming had a little disappointment on their faces.
Dean Huang stood up, sat there and took a sip of his cup.
No one was noticed. Dean Huang's hand shook slightly when he took the teacup. When he lowered his head to drink the tea, his eyes flashed with excitement unnaturally.
"It's just wrong. As long as the painting is authentic, it doesn't matter if the price is higher!"
Li Yang smiled slightly, but he didn't pay attention to Dean Huang's movements. He thought Dean Huang didn't notice anything.
"That's right. After all, Geer is a famous painter. If you keep his paintings, they have great potential for appreciation!"
Mr. Mao laughed. You can't say you're losing money when buying art. If you feel like you're losing money now, you might make a lot of money in a few years.
Examples like this are very common in the antique world. Take this jadeite. Ten years ago, you might have considered a bracelet of 10,000 to be expensive, but now you can't get it for 100,000.
This is like real estate. In the past, some land or houses were distributed and sold by the government. Now, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them back.
"Okay, let's put the painting up first, don't delay everyone's auction!"
Dean Huang finished his tea and said something else. Li Yang and Bai Ming put the paintings back up, and Lin Lang also called in the blond beauties waiting outside.
Grand's auction is still going on, and the following item has been auctioned for a high price of 7 million euros. From yesterday to now, none of the auction items has been unsold.
Time passed slowly, and the four-hour auction time in the afternoon passed quickly. The evening auction started at 7 o'clock, with a two-hour break in between.
During this time, the farm still provides good food for everyone’s dinner.
"Li Yang, I'm a little uncomfortable. I won't participate in the auction tonight. I'm going back first!"
The afternoon auction had just ended when Dean Huang said softly.
"You want to go back?"
Li Yang was slightly startled, while Dean Huang nodded slowly: "I am old and my body is not as strong as you young people. I will go back first and you can just stay!"
Li Yang's eyes flashed with surprise, and he immediately said: "Okay, I'll take you back home!"
"Li Yang, if you give it to Dean Huang, you won't be able to catch up with the auction tonight!"
Lin Lang's eyes widened and he shouted hurriedly.
"There is a jewelry show tonight, so I won't be attending. You can stay here first!"
The auctions on this night are all jewelry, and there are also antiques among the jewelry, but most of them are modern handicrafts, which are simply luxury goods.
Li Yang had seen a lot of this kind of thing before. If he missed it, he would miss it. He really didn't care much about it.
However, Dean Huang had just given him a hint, which made him a little surprised, and he was wondering why Dean Huang hinted at sending him back.
"Okay, I won't participate either. I'll go to Moratin's again!"
Lin Lang didn't think much about it and immediately nodded again. Yesterday, he left in a hurry and came back to inform Li Yang and Dean Huang. He felt that he was a little rude to Moratti, so he just went to make up for it today.
Bai Ming also went back together, but was left behind by Li Yang.
Xiao Yan finally came here once, and took him to have a good look. He also happened to accompany Mr. Gao and Mr. Mao. It would not be good if all the people on his side were gone.
After a round of discussion, Li Yang and Dean Huang finally returned to the hotel first, while Bai Ming and the others stayed to attend the auction.
"Dean Huang, is there something wrong with you calling me out alone?"
As the car drove out of the farm, Li Yangcai asked in a low voice. There were only Liu Gang, Haidong and Wang Jiajia in the car who were going back together.
"Yes, the painting you bought today is not simple!"
There were only a few of them left, and Dean Huang didn't hide it. As he spoke, he glanced at the box behind the car.
Inside the box was the oil painting that he had carefully admired in the private room.
"It's not simple. Then didn't you just say..."
Wang Jiajia was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise with wide eyes. She stopped talking halfway through the question.
Wang Jiajia was not stupid. When she was asked, she realized that the reason why Dean Huang didn't say anything was because there were many people there and they talked too much.
However, everyone in the private room today can be considered as one of his own. Dean Huang still had reservations in front of his own people. This meant something. Wang Jiajia also understood at this time.
So she stopped asking.
Dean Huang smiled softly and said slowly: "Just now, now is now!"
Wang Jiajia nodded slowly and stopped talking. Li Yang asked softly: "Dean Huang, what do you mean by not being simple?"
There is indeed something wrong with this painting, and there is something weird about it, but it was discovered by Li Yang with his special ability. When he placed it in front of him, Li Yang, like Bai Ming, couldn't tell anything with his eyes.
In terms of Western oil painting, Li Yang's level is indeed limited, and he may not even be able to compare with Bai Ming. After all, he has too little exposure to Western oil paintings.
