treasure hunt god pupil

Chapter 291 Crazy Oil Painting

Li Mo almost forgot about the large-scale jadeite fair in Nanchang, but luckily the fair hasn't started yet.

"I'll check the schedule, and if there's nothing special, I should attend."

"That's good. I managed to raise [-] million yuan with great difficulty, and I just waited to follow you south. Haha, but when I think of the end of the Li family's [-] yuan, my heart is as sweet as drinking honey."

"How is he now?"

"Old Li means that the mud can't support the wall and can't be used. That kid has been deprived of all inheritance rights in the family, which is officially marginalizing him. Brother, I also heard a gossip that the guy's net worth is far away. It’s richer than we thought. The loss of a billion dollars last time just broke his arm, I didn’t expect that kid to hide it very deeply.”

"It's just gossip, don't take it seriously. That's fine, I have something else to do."

"That's it, bye."

Li Mo hung up the phone, recalling the gossip that Niu Sanpang heard, there is no wind without waves, it seems that Li Jiayu is hiding really deep, even the Li family members may not know.As for making a lot of money in foreign stock markets, it's okay to deceive Xiaobai.

After pondering for a moment, Li Mo dialed Chen Feng's phone number and quickly connected: "Senior Sister, how much liquid money is there in the company's account?"

"About 2.9 billion."

"That's good. At the end of the month, it will be useful for you to prepare 2.5 million yuan of funds for me. Then you find someone to spread the news, saying that I used the antiques in my hand as collateral, and borrowed [-] billion yuan from the bank to prepare to go to Nanguang to participate in the competition." A large-scale jadeite rough trade fair."

"Junior brother, is it a little risky?" Chen Feng hesitated, after all, it was not 2500 million, but 2.5 million.Years ago, Niu Sanpang lost more than 2 million yuan because of betting on stones. It was terrible to think about it.

"Don't worry about what I'm doing. If I'm not sure, I'm too lazy to go to such a far place and mess around. Isn't it good to lie on the bed and sleep?"

Hearing what he said, Chen Feng rubbed her temples, really caring but chaotic.Since getting to know him, the younger brother really hasn't made any wrong judgments.

Maybe if you go south with 2.5 million funds, it may become 5 million when you come back.

"Okay, the funds in the company account can be used at any time."

Li Mo threw the phone to the other side of the sofa, lay down and exhaled comfortably.

The next day, when Li Mo drove to the Guyunxuan Museum, Chen Xiaojun and others were already waiting there.Professor Qu and his wife and Qu Yang just got off from another commercial vehicle, and he rushed to meet them.

"Professor Qu, good morning, Professor Zhao."

"The two of us can't wait to see what the artwork you brought back from Europe is."

"Please."

The scale of the underground treasure house of Guyunxuan certainly cannot be compared with that of the Kyoto Museum, but it also cost a lot of money when it was rebuilt.

I heard from Chen Xiaojun that at that time, two walls were poured with reinforced concrete, and the interlayer of the walls was filled with steel plates with a thickness of [-] cm.On the ground, a layer of reinforced concrete is first poured, and then a layer of steel plates is laid, and then a layer of reinforced concrete is poured. In short, such defensive measures are already stronger than bank vaults.

There are also various detection devices installed inside. Only when the front door is opened, the device inside will be silent. Once it passes through informal means, the alarm device inside will be activated immediately.

Entering the treasure house, the lights are on, and what everyone sees are all kinds of packaged porcelain, oil paintings, sculptures and so on.

"Professor Qu, Professor Zhao, let me take out an oil painting for you to appreciate."

Chen Xiaojun prepared the tools long ago, carefully removed a wooden frame, and took out an oil painting from it.

This oil painting is about 120 centimeters long and 90 centimeters high.What is shown on the canvas is a beautiful and charming natural scenery.In the middle of the painting, there is a fir tree. The branches of the fir tree are straight and straight, but the treetop grows slightly inclined to the left, which makes the whole picture divided into two halves. It looks like it is swaying with the wind, with a few Very agile.

In the distance of the green grassland is an arch bridge, which slopes slightly downward from left to right. In order to balance the picture, the artist drew a group of fir trees on the right, with straight and solemn lines.

The lower part of the painting is a hilly area, mostly in light gray and pink; different shades of green are used to describe the pine trees; orange and gray are used for the roof, and the small pond is a piece of sky blue.

On the plain, the artist uses patches of green and orange in different shades to show the houses, vegetable fields and harvested wheat fields.

In the upper part of the painting, the canopy of the fir tree, is a majestic mountain.

The left side of the mountain is light red and looks bare, while the right side is a very cold blue, where there should be a dense forest.Above is a warm blue sky with some faint white clouds floating.

Looking at this painting, there is a feeling in my mind that these scenes really exist under the bright sunshine, with a kind of beauty in order.The outline of this painting appears broken and loose, and the colors float on the object to maintain its own characteristics independent of the object.

To be honest, when Li Mo first saw this painting, his whole mind seemed to be immersed in it, and then through the perspective of different pupils, he confirmed that this painting is simply a palace-level work of art.

It's just that he doesn't know which master's work it is.

"What is the painting, why can't I understand it." Chen Xiaojun deliberately took a closer look, "It's like paste, nothing can be seen."

Li Mo stepped on his feet and said, "Stand back, take a look from a distance and try."

Chen Xiaojun stepped back seven or eight steps as he said, then his eyes showed surprise, and he opened his mouth slightly and said, "There are mountains, clouds, trees, bridges, and water. It seems that there is also a countryside."

He scratched his head. To understand this oil painting, he had to keep a distance. It was really not as good as Huaxia's Chinese ink painting.

Since the painting appeared in front of everyone, Professor Qu and Professor Zhao have been obsessed with it, and they seem unable to break free. The expressions on their faces have become more and more shocked, and even their breathing has become rough.

"Old Zhao, do you understand?"

"I understand a little bit, but I haven't found evidence yet. If it's really that person's masterpiece, then the signature should be hidden in the picture."

"Yes, this picture, this color, and this concept are very similar to that master's work."

Except for the two of them, everyone present was stupefied and didn't know what they were muttering.

"Here, I found it. My God, it's really his work. It's incredible. Lao Zhao, please check again. Is this his signature? It's hidden among the straws left in the wheat field. The change in color confuses our eyes."

"Yes, it's his work. It's unbelievable. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that his masterpiece would be found by Li Mo."

Professor Qu and Professor Zhao are already incoherent. Although they found the master's signature, they dare not easily conclude whether the oil painting is real or not.

"Professor Qu, is there really any history of this oil painting?"

Li Mo couldn't help asking, this painting is almost 100 years old, in China, it should be from the late Qing Dynasty to the period of the Republic of China.

Professor Qu's throat moved, his voice was out of shape, and he said emotionally: "Li Mo, this is probably a masterpiece of Post-Impressionism, the work of Paul Cézanne. From his hidden signature, from the texture of the canvas, From the perspective of painting style and layered colors, this is my preliminary judgment.”

"Li Mo, I feel that the artistry of this painting should be the pinnacle of Paul Cézanne's work, and its value will never be low. I remember that the highest auction price of his works in the same period has exceeded 2.5 million."

Li Mo felt that the price was not bad when he heard the price, and he had made a lot of money. At that time, he only spent tens of thousands of euros.

"The unit is a dollar."

Professor Zhao added.

Li Mo suddenly raised his head to look at the painting, he heard it right, this painting is actually worth so much money, it is really crazy oil painting, crazy art.

(End of this chapter)