The Book of Appreciation

Watching the car quickly disappear into the distance, Wu Di patted Sparrow on the shoulder,

"Come on, let's go to that gallery again, maybe we can pick up something else."

He stopped a taxi casually, Wu Di opened the car door, and stopped suddenly,

"Sparrow, you said that if Yan Ju knew that he missed this lunch, he would miss such a precious thing. Would he regret it so much that he couldn't even sleep? If so, we'd better tell him honestly. He listened well, that guy looks handsome with panda eyes..."

Sparrow, who was also holding the door of the car with one hand, heard the words, with black lines all over his head, did Yan Ju offend Fifth Brother?That was kind of tragic.

The gallery closed at five o'clock, and it was only after two o'clock when they arrived, and the remaining time was enough to resolve the battle.

It may be that today's good luck has run out. An hour later, Wu Di sighed, "It's gone, and I can't pull out one even with the heavenly scriptures. Let's go and see if Brother Yan has any gains."

Yan Ju was full of pride at the moment, so he didn't have dinner with Wu Di and the others, but he won a blue and white piece from the Kangxi Dynasty at the price of the Republic of China product, which was a price difference of more than ten times!How many years have you not encountered such a big leak?

Humming a ditty, he stepped into a gallery, looked at the colorful oil paintings on the wall, looked at the time, shook his head, forget it, just hang around here until the door closes.

"Hehe, Brother Yan, have you gained anything?"

He was frowning and looking at a picture of the Virgin Mary, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, turned his head, and saw Wu Di walking in with a smile.

"Did you finish that auction? How much did it cost?"

"Not much, more than 300 million. The size of this gallery is not very good."

Yan Ju was taken aback.

"More than 300 million? Euros? So someone recognized that thing?"

Wu Di shook his head,

"Fortunately, the person invited to be the shooter today is a knowledgeable person. She said that if the thing is real, more than 300 million is enough to buy one! So, hehe..."

Yan Ju stared at him speechlessly for a long time, shook his head and sighed:

"Little Wu, Xiao Wu, I've convinced you. I won't go shopping with you kid next time! Come on, just this store, show me a show, let me see and see, you kid How the hell did it slip through!"

"This is what you said, if I really pick it up, don't regret it!"

"Tch, what do I regret? There are so many oil paintings in the room, I just get a headache. Fuck, there are too many schools of foreign devils!"

"Hehe, yes, you can scrape together a dozen or twenty, which is not at all easier than domestic ones. Boss, how do you sell this painting?"

What Wu Di pointed to was the statue of the Virgin that Yan Ju was looking at just now!

"this painting?"

Yan Ju's brows are almost clumped together, this painting is very ordinary, isn't it?And the drawing paper looks so new, could it be the work of some modern master?I really don't know that.

"Sir, do you mean this painting? What a good eye! This painting has a strong Giotto style. You see, the texture of the characters in this painting and the obvious sense of shadow are full of pure and serious beauty. , deeply understand the essence of it!"

"Hehe, boss, I don't understand these things, I just think it looks good, tell me how much it is."

"This... will be closed soon, so I won't ask for more, let's say ten thousand euros! The original price is twelve thousand, young man."

Wu Di smiled, didn't say much, and signaled the sparrow to pay directly.

Yan Ju smiled wryly and shook his head. At that time, Dou Baohui thought this kid was lucky, but now it seems that he, a special appraiser, is the real parallel importer!Giotto? ***, such a big man, why didn't I see it?

Taking their things, the three of them left Antique Street, but Yan Ju couldn't help it before they got into the taxi.

"Xiao Wu, is the "Madonna" really the work of Giotto? That Giotto is recognized as one of the pioneers of the Italian Renaissance, the ancestor of the Florentine School of Painting, and known as the "Father of European Painting" ? Di? Bondona's portrait of the Virgin? This, this is too fucking incredible, right?"

"Hehe, it should be his work, but it can't be regarded as a masterpiece."

"Giving back his goddamn masterpiece? Even if this kind of person just scribbles a piece of graffiti, it's still worth a fortune! You boy, alas, I don't even know what to say about you!"

Yan Ju had never seen Wu Di before, and even today, he only saw it once with his own eyes, but for some reason, he felt that it was not enough to express his feelings without swearing.

Sparrow looked at Yan Ju who was full of righteous indignation, and smiled,

"Brother Yan, what is this today? We follow him every day, and we have seen many times more than this!"

Yan Ju patted Sparrow's shoulder with a sad expression,

"Sparrow, we are different! You are not people in the industry, and you don't know the preciousness of these things. As far as the two leaks he picked up today, I dare say that 90.00% of the collectors and appraisers above [-]% have never bought them once in their lives. Such an opportunity! Hey, by the way, what are you holding in these two tubes?"

"What else can it be? An oil painting! One is Xu Beihong's, and the other one is that Brother Wu said that he has to go back and look up the information to be sure..."

"Xu Beihong?"

Yan Ju gasped, how could Xu Beihong's oil paintings be picked up here?Could it be his work when he was studying abroad?

Wu Di shook his head,

"There is no signature or date on it, but I think it should be one of the batch of oil paintings he disappeared in Singapore, because the style looks very mature and full of passion..."

"Go, go, hurry back to the hotel and let me enjoy it!"

In the hotel, while Yan Ju was studying Xu Beihong's "Lion Playing Picture", he gave bursts of admiration from time to time, while Wu Di turned on the computer and entered the names of Davit and Gero.

After a while, he closed the computer, took the "Death of Marat" that he bought the earliest today, read it carefully, and then used the heavenly book.

Sure enough, this painting has a mystery!It seems that Davitt is not Davitt, because it is a joint work of Davitt and his lover Gero!

Gero was a French Romantic painter, best known for his historical paintings depicting Napoleon's military career.He had been Dawitt's student since he was 14 years old.Gero was only 22 years old when Davit created the famous painting "The Death of Marat".Once this relationship is clarified, many doubts on this painting will be easily solved!Judging from the style of painting, Davit must have participated in this imitation painting by his disciple, but the final picture shows Gro's will!

"Huh, "The Death of Marat"? This is the first leak you picked up today? Strange, why does this painting feel a little weird?"

Wu Di smiled but didn't answer. Yan Ju's appreciation of oil paintings is worse than other aspects, but he should have studied masterpieces like this, let's see if he can see something before talking.

"Who imitated this? Very bold!"

Yan Ju looked at it for 5 minutes, and finally decided that it was a copy, but he thought it was a fine work,

"How much did you pay for this painting? If it's less than [-] yuan, it must have been missed!"

Wu Di smiled and nodded. If this painting is shown to an appraiser who has a thorough understanding of the styles of Davit and Gero, he will be astonished!One hundred thousand?I'm afraid it's a big mistake to win 5000 million!

"I think the painting was co-written by Dawitt and his apprentice Gero, but Gero played a bigger role in it."

"Gro? That French painter who crazily worships Napoleon? Hearing you say that, it really makes a lot of sense. My dear, this thing only sells for [-] euros? The appraiser of the gallery is out of his mind?"

"I don't know if he got into his head or not, but I know one thing. If you don't know the mystery of this painting and just regard it as an imitation, it is undoubtedly a very failed work. I think, The appraiser must have thought this way."

Yan Ju scratched his head, thought for a while, understood what Wu Di meant, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"You boy is such an evildoer! To be honest, if you didn't buy this painting, I probably would have just glanced at it. It is a good work, but it can be imitated like this! Oh, I am old, my old eyes are dizzy! "

"Who is saying that you are old? Compared with an old man like me, you dare to say that you are old?"

Yue Ge walked in with a smile, followed by a man in casual clothes with twinkling eyes, Pierre.

Wu Di noticed Pierre's expression from the moment the two entered the door, and seeing that he seemed to have something on his mind, he smiled slightly and said to himself, come now?late!

As soon as Yue Ge came in, he saw three oil paintings scattered in the room. He frowned and looked at each one for a long time before pointing to one of them and hesitantly said:

"Xu Beihong? Is this really Xu Beihong's work?"

Seeing Wu Di and Yan Ju nodding at the same time, the old man pointed to the remaining two pictures and asked:

"Come on, someone tell me the old man, what's going on with these two pictures?"

"The "Death of Marat" Xiao Wu suspects that it was created jointly by Davit and his lover Gero, and he said that the portrait of the Madonna is the work of Giotto."

The old man who had just sat down was so startled by Yan Ju's words that he almost jumped up.

"Really? Who of you picked this up? How sure are you?"

Yan Ju smiled wryly and pointed at Wu Di,

"These are Xiao Wu's achievements. As for how sure they are? Hehe, all I know is that he has never made eye contact before!"

Pierre has been silently looking at the two oil paintings. Wu Di and the others speak Chinese, which he basically doesn't understand, but he still recognizes the three thunderous names. Could it be that they are talking about the two paintings? Is it the work of those three people?Is this news really amazing?True or false?

Yue Ge got up and looked at the two paintings again, the wrinkles on his smiling face were like ripples in the water, layer by layer.He patted Wu Di on the shoulder vigorously,

"Boy, it's only the first day, and you're already looting? It seems a little impolite, right? Hahahaha!" (To be continued.)