Pick up treasure

Wang Ding first exchanged some pleasantries, but now he deliberately glanced at the back room and said.

"Sally, you French people also have the habit of papering wallpaper?"

"Yes, yes, why do you ask so suddenly?"

"No, I saw some parchment papers pasted on the walls of the old man's inner room. Old man, did you have parchment paper pasted in your inner room?" Wang Ding asked, and shifted the attention of Sally and the old man to those on parchment.

At the moment, Sally couldn't see the words on the parchment inside at all, but she could probably see some papers, but the old French man knew those papers very well.

He said that the parchment on the wall was pasted by himself 20 years ago, and the paper came from a friend of his. Seeing Wang Dingwen, the old man said, "Those parchments have been pasted up a long time ago. You can see that many of them are useless now." It’s incomplete. I was going to take it off and throw it away, but you’ll see it if I’m slow.”

"You want to throw away those parchments?" Wang Ding didn't expect that before he said to buy them, the other party said to throw them away.

"That's right, in such a high-end shop like mine, the incomplete paper looks incongruous when pasted on the wall, doesn't it?"

Sally translated to Wang Ding, and Wang Ding also said directly, "Old man, if you want to throw away those parchment papers, you might as well sell them to me. You probably don't know, but I'm very fond of some ancient characters on your paper. Interested, because I really don’t know much about it, so I wanted to study it, and those words happened to be used by me.”

"sell to you?"

The old man still understood Wang Ding's gesture, but when he said he wanted to buy the parchment, the old man felt a little embarrassed.

Quietly close to Sally's ear, the old man said, "Is this Chinese your friend? If I don't know you well, I'll sell him."

Sally didn't turn to anyone, "Old man, just talk to him directly. Since he said he bought it from you, then you just ask him for money."

"Okay." The French old man chuckled, turned around and stared at Wang Ding.

"Chinese, if you want to buy my wallpaper for research, just give me 50 euros. Although this thing is not worth much, if you use it for research, you can really learn something, so don't say I sell it expensive. .”

Wang Ding thought that the French old man would charge a high price, but the price of 50 euros, which is equivalent to more than 400 RMB, is not very high.

"Okay, I'll take 50 euros."

"Miss Sally, I don't have any euros with me now, why don't you help me put them up first, and I'll give them to you later."

"Okay, no problem." Sally also felt that Wang Ding was a bit stupid, so she just bought the unwanted wallpaper, but Wang Ding wanted to buy it, and Sally didn't want to disturb the old man Huang's business.

After Wang Ding paid the money, he went to the back room and together with the old man, he peeled off the parchment on the entire wall.

During the process of removing the wallpaper, Wang Ding deliberately didn't ask Sally to go in, because he was afraid that the girl Sally would also see the clue, and because the paper was relatively rough and old, Wang Ding didn't need help, so Sally didn't go in again.

After tidying up the pages of the parchment, Wang Ding absorbed a lot of aura during the process, and the aura brought Wang Ding a sense of comfort. When she left the French old man's shop, Sally felt that Wang Ding was still is nothing.

After going to several shops, Wang Ding still didn't find the treasure. It was already close to noon, and with the warm sun in the sky, Sally was also a little impatient.

Shaking her head, Sally looked at Wang Ding who had just come out of the shop with her blue eyes.

"Wang Ding, it's noon, we might have to leave."

"Okay." Wang Ding said simply.

"If you're leaving, it seems that I really can't say how good you are at appreciating treasures. You haven't found a single treasure in the Lycra market this morning."

"That's right, I also said that I'm not that powerful." Wang Ding agreed.

"Hey, I thought the champion of the Chinese Treasure Appreciation Competition had some skills, but looking at it now, the Chinese people's level of appreciating treasures is really average."

"Really?" Wang Ding didn't make any excuses, but Sally's words made Wang Ding uncomfortable.At this moment, he took out the parchment from behind him.

In the next second, it was handed over to Sally, and she said with a smile, "Miss Sally, I don't know what rare and precious treasures you have in France, but is this Old Testament valuable?"

"The Old Testament? When did you find the Old Testament?" Sally's eyes straightened, her brows tightened, and Wang Ding smiled brightly.

"Oh, in that old French man's shop? I said I was going to buy the Old Testament that he wanted to throw away, weren't you there?"

"What? Isn't that wallpaper? Why is it the Old Testament?" Sally shook her head in surprise.

"Here, don't you know if you look at it yourself, I think so?"

Wang Ding took out the Bible in a second. At this moment, pages of ancient Hebrew were immediately presented in front of Sally, and the manuscript above was the content of the Bible.

Said that the old man didn't understand it just now, but how could Sally, who believed in Christianity, not know the Bible.

"This... this is really the Old Testament."

"It's a manuscript of the Old Testament, but hasn't this been lost for decades? How could it be on the wall of that hero's house?"

"Ah, this is really the Old Testament?" Wang Ding had only relied on spiritual energy before, so he made a bold judgment, but he didn't think that the parchment was really the Old Testament.

"At that time, I only thought that this thing had some research value, like a Bible, but he really is, it really doesn't look like this thing is pasted on the wall."

"Yes, absolutely! I can't read it wrong. Wang Ding, you are amazing. I didn't expect you, a Chinese, to find the manuscripts of the Old Testament that the French people dream of. There are 39 manuscripts in total. Seeing that you have dozens of pages, these dozens of pages of manuscripts, you are definitely well-developed."

Sally envied Wang Ding, her eyes turned from contempt to admiration now, but Wang Ding was calm at this moment.

For Wang Ding, he didn't even think about picking up this treasure, but who told them that the French looked down on him as a Chinese? Even if they were not for themselves, they still wanted to win face for China.

"I didn't think about developing anything through it. Well, it's almost time, let's go back to the hotel. Zhang Bi is still waiting for us."

"Of course you can go back, but now I have a request, Mr. Wang Ding, can you sell me this manuscript of your Old Testament? No, it is sold to my dad. You don't know, my dad is crazy Christian, he has a fervent belief in the scriptures, I think he will give you a reasonable price. If you have no use for it, can you sell it to my dad?"

Sally asked tentatively, but Wang Ding wrinkled his nose. "Miss Sally, I'm not short of money now. As I said, I want to study the things above. I don't want to sell it right now."

"That's it... Then Mr. Wang Ding, can you ask my father to take a look at your Old Testament, or my father can give you what you want in exchange."

In fact, Sally bought the Old Testament not only because her father liked it, but also because the Old Testament is equivalent to the national treasure of the West. How could the Bible, a national treasure, fall into an Eastern country? man hands.

Sally knew that her father had two Chinese treasures in his hands. If her father could exchange these two treasures for the Old Testament, it is estimated that Wang Ding would agree.

As soon as Wang Ding heard that there was something he liked to exchange, he thought that Sally's father might have Chinese treasures in his hands, and changed his attitude.

"Since Miss Sally wants the Old Testament so much, I can visit your father sometime. But we really have to go back to the hotel now. The Louvre will open in the afternoon, and we have to go there study."

"Of course, Mr. Wang Ding, I'll take you back right away, but you also have to remember what you said, tomorrow, I think tomorrow, you can go to my house to meet my dad." Sally asked for confirmation.

"can."

After leaving the Lycra market, Sally drove her Bentley Continental back to the Frankfurt Hotel.And in the Frankfurt hotel this time, another French man came.

This French man was also a receptionist arranged by the Louvre. At this time, he was chatting with Zhang Bi who was awake.It was Zhang Bi who stood up first, "Are you back?"

"Yes, who is this?" Wang Ding looked at the man and asked.

Sally also saw the man. He knew the man in the room, so he took the initiative to introduce him, "Mr. Wang Ding, this is the Druid, the lecturer of our Louvre Museum. He is a high-achieving student who graduated from Yale University. Study, you can communicate with him at any time after studying in the next few days."

The druid is very proud, the 1.9-meter tall man is very muscular, standing up, the druid glanced at the corner of his mouth. "You are Wang Ding, right?"

"Yes. I'm Wang Ding. Hello."

"Of course I'm fine. Are you the champion of the Chinese Treasure Appreciation Competition?" Druid said disdainfully.

"Probably." The other party was arrogant, and Wang Ding was not too polite.

"Boy, I don't care about your grades in your country. When you arrive in France or Paris, you have to start from scratch. I don't think anything about you. You are really not good. Now I am your teacher. You should respect me." You call me Teacher Druid, you know?"

The druid is not friendly, Wang Ding actually dislikes him, but because he doesn't know what level the druid is, and whether he can learn skills from him, Wang Ding didn't want to offend him, so he said modestly, "Okay .Mr. Druid, Lisa, can we go to the Louvre?"

Sally looked at the time, it would be a little faster, and it was almost possible to arrange a visit to the museum when I drove there.

"Okay, let's go. Druid, let's go now? Can you tell the curator?"

Druid held a high profile towards Wang Ding, but was very gentle when he saw Sally. "Well, I'll contact the curator right now, Sally, let's go."

Druid winked and said affectionately to Sally. (To be continued.)