Nick was vomiting about his findings. He was pointing at the painting and was about to talk about it, but when his eyes turned to Fang Yi's face, he couldn't help but stopped. ()
"Yi! What's the problem?" Nick saw the solemn look on Fang Yi's face, so he stopped and asked Fang Yi, thinking that something he said was wrong.
"It's nothing!" Fang Yi came back to his senses and saw the expression on Nick's face, and didn't know where he said it: "Keep talking, you are right!".
At first glance, what Fang Yi said sounded a bit old-fashioned. Moreover, when they stood together, one was in his fifties or sixties, and the other was just in his thirties. Judging from his face, he looked like he was in his twenties at most. If someone who doesn’t know is standing next to him,
After hearing this, I thought that Fang Yi would be a bit arrogant when he used this tone. However, Nick didn't think so and had no reaction to Fang Yi's tone. After hearing Fang Yi, he asked himself to continue speaking and paused to organize himself.
His tone immediately continued.
Fang Yi concentrated his attention and listened to what Nick said. He nodded while listening. To be honest, Nick's analysis was much more detailed than Fang Yi thought, and his views were clearer.
"I didn't even see what you said!" Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh after listening to what Nick said. When it comes to debating authenticity, he is a bit better than Nick, but when it comes to how to prove it,
The authenticity of this thing, Fang Yi really can't compare to Nick who concentrates on one thing. The old man is so meticulous.
Nick smiled bitterly: "But you discovered the original work first! If I saw this work first" Nick pointed to the original work "Plenty" two meters away on the wall and continued: "I must also think this one is
It’s a fake, even if you put the two pictures together, you can easily reach the current conclusion!”
Seeing Nick looking a little discouraged, Fang Yi smiled and said, "You are already great!".
"It's a pity that your talent is wasted like this. I have never seen such a powerful person like you! You seem to have an indescribable intuition that allows you to see through the appearance of these things. If you are engaged in this
He is destined to become a legendary figure." Nick shook hands with Fang Yi and waved his hands while his face was tangled, with a disappointed expression that Fang Yi had gone astray and was going further and further away.
Until now, this old man still thinks that Fang Yi is wasting his talent by painting. Fang Yi doesn't know how to explain this view. Of course, Fang Yi will not be stupid enough to argue with him, because the things he likes are so
It is the best. For Nick, the profession of appraiser is obviously more awesome than that of a painter. Of course, if Fang Yi said it, it would be a completely different conclusion.
After chatting with Nick for a while, Fang Yi saw Hashimoto Mitsuichi walking towards him out of the corner of his eye. When Fang Yi raised his head, he saw the solemn expression on this man's face.
Standing in front of Fang Yi, Hashimoto Mitsuichi bent down and bowed to Fang Yi first: "Fang Jun!".
"Hello!" Fang Yi nodded, as they say, don't hit anyone with a smile. Hashimoto is very polite and Fang Yi doesn't want to show off his face.
Hashimoto Mitsuichi was very direct: "Fang Jun. I carefully compared the two works. Now I have more and more doubts about the authenticity of the one in the Japanese Western Museum. Maybe the result will not be as the Western Western Museum wishes.
!" After speaking, he sighed.
"Have you also discovered some problems?" Nick asked Hashimoto Mitsuichi.
Hashimoto Mitsuda nodded: "We have found some problems, but we still need to conduct further demonstrations. Judging from the current situation, I think Fang Jun's painting is more likely to be authentic! The Western Pavilion's concession
I said it was almost a forgery! The money that the Western Museum spent on this work may have caused a sudden drop in value. In Chinese terms, it was wasted.”
Is it a waste of time? Fang Yi felt a little want to laugh when he heard this sentence. If the fake paintings painted by ordinary people, or even those painted by masters of forgery, would really be a waste of time. If he hadn’t come here to take a look at Japan in person
Fang Yi really didn’t know that the person who imitated this painting in the museum was also a master, Rubens.
And he probably copied it too proudly. It is even more Rubens than Rubens, and it is of a higher standard than the original work. He also hid his own signature on the work. If this is confirmed, this work should be in the
It's definitely worth less than the original, but no matter how much the difference is, it's probably worth at least a million dollars.
As soon as he saw this fake work, a person's name popped up in Fang Yi's mind: Vermeer. Vermeer and Rubens lived at about the same time. Rubens was the eighth year after Vermeer was born.
He died. But many people know less about Vermeer. Vermeer is now known as Dutch
He is one of the greatest painters in Lanzhou. However, he was not very lucky. He was not very famous at the time, and his paintings did not sell well. Then he was forgotten by the world for more than two hundred years. Even now, some people have no idea about this victor.
Mir's style was also belittled again and again, but in Fang Yi's mind, the name of the master was shining brightly.
He was not very eye-catching at that time, and there are very few records. Later generations know very little about this person, and it is impossible to infer his artistic footprints. People gave him the nickname: The Sphinx of Delft.
!
Since the extant works of Vermeer can be determined to be only a few dozen small ones, and they are famous enough, you may imagine that each of his works is expensive.
He knows, he knows, and he also knows how to use some small means to discover his name signed by Vermeer when he was proud, but Fang Yi is not ready to say it. Why should he say that this thing is Japanese? He is not looking for trouble.
What! With a bald mouth and a few words, watching the price of a work that has just been judged as a fake work rise again? Isn’t that sick?
Since he didn't want to open his mouth, Fang Yi just listened to Nick and Hashimoto honestly. After listening for more than half an hour, Nick repeated what he said to Fang Yi, and Hashimoto understood.
Hashimoto, who understood, looked at Fang Yi solemnly and said, "Now I have come to a conclusion!" After saying this, a bitter look appeared on his face.
"Haha!" Fang Yi could only smile after hearing this.
After talking to the two for a few words, Fang Yi said goodbye and went home.
After arriving at home, Fang Yi returned to the study and thought about the matter for a while.
It’s not that Fang Yi wanted to take possession of the things in the hands of the Japanese. I’m really not that interested in Vermeer’s imitation of Fang Yi. If it were his own work, Fang Yi would certainly be salivating, but now it’s
Fang Yi is not interested in the imitation of Rubens' works, because Fang Yi already has a Rubens in his hand. And in terms of the excellence of the imitation, Fang Yi can imitate it now, and the imitation is no better than that of Vienna.
Mir's standards are poor.
If you want to talk about monetary value, then it means selling it for money? It is not attractive to Fang Yi now. For someone who has to donate half of his income every year, money is really not a temptation.
If you want to leave it to your children and grandchildren, if Fang Yi’s own things plus Menzel’s and Rubens’s things can destroy them all. It’s useless even if you leave a rich gold mine to them, they will still be there
Lost!
From this point of view, something that is very attractive to others does seem like useless food to Fang Yi. It is absolutely tasteless and it would be a pity to throw it away!
The Japan Western Museum has not yet said what to do with this work. If this thing is confirmed to be a forgery, it will be impossible to continue to put it in the museum. It is most likely to be auctioned. While it is still a little famous or something
Sell it when it's a small story. Maybe if you're lucky, you can exchange it for $100,000 or something. It's a fake thing, and the more you let it go, the less it will sell for.
After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yi put the matter aside, picked up the phone on the table and dialed.
"Fang Yi, what's going on!" As soon as the call came through, Fang Yi heard Zhang Xu's breathless voice.
Fang Yi became happy when he heard this and said jokingly: "Are you looking for a girl outside at this hour? I'll call Lu Xiaomin later to report you."
"You damn girl, you're exercising on the treadmill at home. You don't have to go to so much trouble to find Xiao Min. I'll call you right away," Zhang Xu said while panting.
"If Wang Qiluo's paintings are sold in China, buy a few if you can! Release them when the price is right," Fang Yi said to Zhang Xu.
"Can his paintings go up in price? But I haven't seen any of his works in China." Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi after hearing this.
Fang Yi replied: "Why can't you be more careful? If you can't buy it at home, you won't go abroad to buy it! There is another person who can paint well, and his gallery is also good. Write down his name." After speaking, Fang Yi
Yi told Zhang Xu the name of the foreigner.
I took a look at Wang Qiluo's works today. Although they are not top-notch, they are fully prepared for hype. It may not be appropriate to pass them on to future generations. It is not very likely that future generations will exchange them for food. But now
It's not bad to make some money by flipping. And Wang Qiluo has just raised the price of the painting, so he needs to have support. If both parties benefit, Fang Yi naturally wants to inform his friends.
"Why don't you take Li Lin with you? This guy also has some spare money now!" Zhang Xu opened his mouth and said after hearing Fang Yi's words.
"I'm not asking you to buy ten or eight paintings. The most I can get in your hands is three or four, which is great. You can call Li Lin!" Fang Yi said happily after hearing this: "Then
That’s it, I’m dead!”.
"Don't! Did you really pick up that big leak?" Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi. For Zhang Xu, hearing that Fang Yi picked up an authentic Rubens was like talking to him.
As if he had picked it up, he had called Fang Yi several times to ask. What Zhang Xu saw was not the paintings, but the U.S. dollars hanging on the wall. This was the thing that interested him most about Fang Yi's paintings.
How much can it be worth?
Fang Yi said jokingly: "I'm not going to sell anything if it's not real. If it gets into my hands, it will become a waste."
"Next time you make such a fart, call me!" Zhang Xu said jokingly.
Zhang Xu's words reminded Fang Yi of the Japanese forgery, so he said to Zhang Xu: "There is really a leak, not big or small, but I guess it's possible, Vermeer."
A copy of something!”.
"Who is Vermeer!".
Listening to Zhang Xu's very puzzled tone on the other end of the phone, Fang Yi sighed: "I'll search for you later, it's all valuable people anyway!" Fang Yi then explained the news to Zhang Xu on the phone.
Read it again.
"Will it be sold?"
"Now it seems that this possibility is possible, and it is not small," Fang Yi replied.
"If the little devil sells it to you, just take it yourself!"
"It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away!" Fang Yi sighed.
"Can you show off a little more? What is worth a million dollars is called tasteless? If you throw it out, I can kill you just by eating chicken breast! If you are not interested in selling it and I have a chance, I will take action!".
"That's what I'm telling you. If the kid sells it to you, go and buy it," Fang Yi said. (To be continued...)