Due to its age, the "Chicken Pecking Rice Picture" is obviously dilapidated. The rice paper used for the painting has also shown a dark yellow color unique to ancient paintings. The entire painting is also damaged in several places, but Qin Feng just stared at it intently.
Looking at the damaged corner of the screen.
Because he saw that in the damaged corner, the dark yellow rice paper had curled up, but underneath the picture of a chicken pecking at rice, there was actually a piece of rice paper that was even more yellow, with faint ink stains showing through it...
This discovery made Qin Feng stunned. Then he thought of a possibility, and his face became extremely excited. He hurriedly picked up the broken paintings on the table and faced the rows of lanterns in the middle of the lake. Then he swallowed and turned his head.
The third elder said stutteringly to the table: "Quick, turn off the lights in the waterside pavilion."
The three old men were also stunned for a moment, but then their eyes lit up. Apparently they understood Qin Feng's intention, and there was a look of surprise on their faces: "Quick, turn off the lights!"
The originally bright water pavilion suddenly dimmed, and everyone present focused their attention on the broken painting in Qin Feng's hand, wanting to see what mystery there was in this bad painting.
The light outside the waterside pavilion shines through the ancient painting, and everyone can only see a painting that is completely different from the "Chicken Pecking Rice Picture" looming in the painting.
This discovery stunned everyone present. Looking at the picture carefully, it seemed that there were mountains, rocks and green bamboos peeking out. Although it was faintly visible, the brushwork of the whole painting was sharp and the pride seemed to show through the back of the paper. It was simply not the same as before.
A picture of a chicken pecking at rice can be compared.
The three old men were also stunned. After a long time, Old Man Zhu couldn't help but trembled: "This... this is a picture within a picture..."
"I should have thought of it a long time ago, old man, I should have thought of it a long time ago. How could such a precious rosewood horizontal axis match such a bad painting? Thinking about it, I know that the bad painting confuses everyone. I almost missed it today.
." Old Man Wang murmured to himself, and then couldn't help but slap his thigh with excitement, "Old Man Niu, prepare the tools. Today, old man, I will do it myself to reveal the true face of this painting. Look at this picture of a chicken pecking rice.
What kind of painting is hidden under the picture?"
Everyone in the waterside pavilion was attracted by this painting, even Li Qingan, who was very unhappy. He wanted to see what kind of painting it was. Is it worth confusing everyone with such a stinky picture of a chicken pecking at rice?
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However, only Qin Feng's brows furrowed without trace. Because he was close to the picture, he could faintly see two palm-sized square shadows in the middle of the picture. The dark square area, through the light, actually
I can vaguely see dense handwriting, what is this?
Under the eager eyes of the three elders, several waiters outside the waterside pavilion became busy. After a while, a bowl of water was brought up.
Old man Wang, who was standing in front of the painting, had already impatiently wet a piece of gauze, and then carefully pressed it on the yellowed picture of a chicken pecking rice. After moistening the ancient painting bit by bit, he carefully peeled it off bit by bit.
Opening the picture of a chicken pecking rice that was already badly damaged on the upper floor, everyone in the waterside pavilion was holding their breath and staring at the picture. Even Qin Feng felt a little nervous in his heart, and his eyes were staring at the picture...
"Hey, this... what is this?" Old Wang, who was carefully unveiling the painting, was surprised. At this moment, under the badly damaged picture of a chicken pecking at rice, two palm-sized pieces of paper appeared, and the green bamboo below.
The picture looks out of place.
The texture of this paper is completely different from the rice paper used in ancient paintings. It is actually a common letter paper in modern times. However, due to the passage of time, even the letter paper has become slightly oxidized and yellowed. It is at least seventy or eighty years old. One of the letter papers is
It was filled with characters that no one could understand. It looked like English but seemed different. The other one was filled with curves and patterns, like a mountain pattern, with several lines marked on it that everyone could see.
Numbers I don’t understand.
Looking at the two pieces of paper that revealed their true faces, Qin Feng's eyes flashed with ecstasy. He didn't expect that this ancient painting, which looked terrible to look at, was really something inside. This... the characters on this letter paper were actually ancient Latin.
The text, and the other picture, seems to be a rough map, with vertical and horizontal lines marked on it, which should be the detailed longitude and latitude...
Qin Feng happily picked up the two pieces of letter paper and glanced at the characters on it. Looking at the curious glances from everyone, Qin Feng smiled even more heartlessly: "I didn't expect that there was something like this hidden in it.
Yes, but unfortunately it’s ancient Latin.”
"Ancient Latin? Is this language extinct now? Few people in the world can understand Latin. Translating the text above may be a troublesome task." The old man Niu on the side stroked his goatee and frowned.
road.
"Hehe, yes, let's see if we can translate it later. If it's a treasure map, we'll make a fortune." Qin Feng happily stuffed the two pieces of letter paper into his pocket, but he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart. He was the only one who knew it.
, these two pieces of paper are really treasure maps.
There are only a handful of people in the world who know ancient Latin, and those who know ancient Latin can be counted on their fingers. Fortunately, as an agent, Qin Feng happens to master this language. He just glanced at it casually.
, I roughly determined the above content. It’s really a treasure map, and it seems to have been left behind by a little Japan!
How could this not make Qin Feng excited?
He unintentionally bought a broken painting, but he didn't expect that surprises would come one after another, which made Qin Feng so happy. If he could really find the treasure, wouldn't his hands be cramped when counting money?
Although Feng is rich, who would think that it is too much? There are so many people around him who are talking about eating, and they are all wealthy ladies. It is not easy to support a family.
Qin Feng was secretly amused while touching his nose. Now he was almost 100% sure that the horrible "chicken pecking rice picture" was not covering up the green bamboo picture below, but the real purpose was to hide it.
These two pieces of letter paper.
It is conceivable that the two pieces of letter paper are probably genuine, otherwise the owner of this painting would have spent so much effort.
At this moment, Qin Feng felt itchy in his heart as if he had been scratched by a cat. He wished he could go back to the hotel immediately and study the information on these two letters in detail.
After hearing Qin Feng's words, everyone in the water pavilion also smiled indifferently. If Qin Feng was secretive, everyone might still be curious. Instead, Qin Feng said in a relaxed tone that these two pieces of paper were treasure maps, and everyone did not believe it.
, such a fantasy thing may only appear in TV series.
At this time, the eyes of the three old people were attracted by the paintings on the table that revealed their true colors. Then they became more and more frightened, and the expressions on their faces also changed...
"This... this is Zheng Xie's... "Picture of Bamboo, Stone, Orchid and Hydrangea"!" After the three old men looked at it carefully for a long time, they raised their heads with difficulty. They all saw the incredible look in each other's eyes. After a long time, Wang
The old man stammered a little.
"Who is Zheng Xie?" Yu Lingwu on the side couldn't help but asked curiously.
"You haven't heard of Zheng Xie, you've always heard of Zheng Banqiao, right? They are the same person." Old Man Niu swallowed hard, still a little hard to accept, "This... how is this possible? "The Picture of Bamboo, Stone, Orchid and Hydrangea" is not Yan's.
Was it sold at a high price of 46 million during the 2011 spring auction in Jingkuangshi? How did it appear here? It also appeared on the antique street and was bought for 1,000 yuan.
,this...this..."
Old Man Zhu also swallowed with some difficulty and said hesitantly: "Indeed... incredible, could it be... this... this is a fake..."
"It shouldn't be possible." Old Man Wang frowned and shook his head, then pointed to the red mark on the picture of bamboo, stone, orchid, "Look at this seal, Zheng Xie experienced the Qingkang, Yong, and Qian dynasties, and he was forty-two years old.
He was promoted to Jinshi in the following year, so there are the seals of "Kangxi Scholar, Yongzheng Juren, Qianlong Jinshi" and "Bingchen Jinshi", which exactly match the seal on this painting, and do you see, this seal..."
Old Man Wang pointed to a red seal under Zheng Xie's seal: "Appreciation of Yaofeng Mountain Man... Isn't Yaofeng Mountain Man the nickname of Zhou Zhiyan? Moreover, the horizontal axis of this painting is exactly the handiwork of Zhou Zhiyan. Zheng Banqiao and Zhou Zhiyan themselves are figures from the same period.
, This can explain clearly that this "Picture of Bamboo, Stone, Orchid and Hydrangea" is the work of Zheng Xie, and the one that appeared some time ago is a fake..."
Coming to this conclusion, everyone found it a little hard to accept. A fake "Bamboo, Stone, Orchid and Hydrangea" was auctioned for a high price of 46 million, so how much is this authentic painting worth? And this authentic painting was actually sold by Qin
The wind can be bought for just one dollar, which makes it difficult for several old men who are used to seeing strong winds and waves to accept it.
But then, when several people looked at Qin Feng, their eyes could not hide their envy. A thousand-dollar painting, now changed hands, would be worth at least forty or fifty thousand times. This was a huge mistake.
"Lucky, lucky!" Looking at the cannibalistic looks in everyone's eyes, Qin Feng could only giggle with his mouth open. He had no choice but to do it. His character was so good that he couldn't even stop him. Not only did he buy it casually,
He got a broken painting worth tens of millions, and also got a mysterious treasure map. Tsk tsk, Qin Feng is now thinking about whether he should buy the Mark Six Lottery tonight, maybe he can win a billion-dollar prize...
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"Brother Qin Feng, how about you transfer this painting to me for 50 million?" Everyone in the waterside pavilion paused briefly. Bai Bai Yuan beside Yu Lingwu also turned his head and looked at Qin Feng a little unbearably.
, he works in an auction house, and is immersed in it. Of course, he is 90% sure that this painting must be authentic. If he hypes it up through his own operations, this painting will definitely be worth a sky-high price.
Listening to Bai Tianyuan's words, Li Qingan's eyes turned red, almost like rabbit eyes. Such a broken painting was actually worth fifty million?
More than 50 million. This guy is simply lucky. How many years will it take for him to earn 50 million?
When Li Qing'an looked at the country bumpkin next to Yu Lingwu, there was unconcealed jealousy in his eyes. How could this country bumpkin spend a thousand yuan to buy a broken painting that would be worth fifty million once it was resold?