Yuxiang

Many festivals abroad have their origins in religion.Easter has many traditional celebrations, and eggs are the most typical symbol of Easter.It symbolizes vitality and vitality.At Easter, people often dye eggs red to represent the blood that Jesus shed during his crucifixion, and also symbolize the joy after resurrection.Of course, since they are "Easter eggs", they cannot all be red. Different cultures have different traditions for the decoration of Easter eggs.In order to commemorate the martyrdom of Jesus, the Greeks dyed eggs deep red to represent the color of blood.In parts of Germany and Austria, eggs are dyed green.The Slavs, on the other hand, dyed eggs in various patterns of gold and silver.

——Excerpt from "Baidu Shenshu"

Murongxian took a sip of red wine slowly, nodded and said: "90.00% should be true, you can ask someone to verify it."

joke!

Although she is not proficient in the two businesses of antiques or handicrafts, the things in her hands are all treasured by the ancient vampire family. It is hard to imagine that they will collect some fakes. If they are really stupid to this extent, That would really embarrass the dark world and become a big joke.

Jiang Caijing curled her lips: "There is nothing I can't believe, it's your treasure, as long as you have confidence. But, you have to show me, I heard that most of these Faberge eggs are kept in private hands, waiting for you can not see."

"No problem, but not here, let's go back to the room and see." Murong Xianxian said in a low voice: "You don't want me to be walking on the beautiful Hawaiian beach, but I'm holding the bandit's sap, right?"

"Who would dare to hit your sap? Does he think the flying sword is not as heavy as a wooden stick?" Jiang Caijing asked with a smile.

Although it is too illusory to say that immortals are too illusory, there have been legends among the people that they were sent to practitioners for a long time. After knowing the identity of Murong Xianxian as a practitioner, it is easy to accept.And in her opinion, practitioners are naturally omnipotent, and it would be a joke if they were really knocked down by the sap.

"You are really wrong."

Murong Xianxian shook her head: "Except for some practitioners who are proficient in body training, most of the practitioners have high physical fitness, but they are not invulnerable. There was once a quite accomplished practitioner who died from a weapon with only a weapon in his hand. in the hands of an urchin with a bamboo knife."

"No way?" Jiang Caijing's eyes widened.

Murong Xianxian is not talking nonsense, it is said that the practitioner who died was a casual cultivator, and because he offended too many people, he has been hunted down by several cultivator families.One day when he was about to enter an alley, a loud shout suddenly came from a little distance behind him: "Look at the knife!"

Because the cultivator had been in high tension all the time, he turned his head subconsciously when he heard the words... There was a laundry pole at the entrance of the alley, and a rusty iron nail protruded from it, just as he turned his head suddenly , pierced deeply into his temple, and the cultivator also saw clearly that the 'assailant' was a little boy about seven or eight years old with a bamboo knife - something that several cultivating families failed to do. The thing was actually realized by the mischievous cry of a little urchin, which cannot but be said to be ironic, but it also shows that most practitioners themselves are actually fragile, and they may also be hurt by blows that ordinary people cannot bear .

After hearing this story, Jiang Caijing could only sigh for that unlucky ghost, "Well, I hope not every practitioner has his bad luck, and now I want to see the Faberge egg you mentioned even more. "

Peter Karl Faberge, the royal craftsman of the tsar, in 1885, in order to comfort the queen Maria who was married from Denmark by Tsar Alexander III, specially ordered an exquisite egg and gave it to the queen as an Easter gift.Faberge used his own ingenuity to turn the ordinary egg into a gorgeous legend... After that, the Tsar ordered that a unique Easter egg be made every year to win the Queen's favor.

After the revolution, most of the Easter eggs and jewelry made by Faberge were sold by the new government. However, the value of these jewelry was not reflected in the world economic crisis at that time, it was only a few hundred dollars. Hundreds of years later, these art treasures are already worth tens of millions, and they are still hard to come by. Almost no collectors will sell such precious works of art.

Murong Xianxian got quite a lot that day, and Faberge eggs were one of them... Oh, it should be said, there are three in total, but she didn't want to exchange all the eggs, it would be too wasteful.

Back in the room, she took out all three Faberge eggs for everyone to watch, the most meaningful of which was the first egg made by Faberge for the Tsar...the eggshell on the outer layer of white enamel was actually made of gold Inside the egg is a tiny golden hen with a miniature crown set with diamonds and a miniature egg made of rubies.

The second is the cuckoo egg. Whenever the hour comes, a cuckoo with ruby ​​eyes jumps out from the top of the egg, singing loudly and flapping its wings.

The third is the Gotezner Palace Egg, on which Faberge employed 18th-century techniques, including layers of translucent enamel over linking rings or engravings in gold.After opening the easter egg, we can see a miniature replica of Gottsner's palace.This is the masterpiece of Faberge craftsman Mikhail Palkin.This replica is so detailed that one can see cannons, flags, statues of Paul I (1754~1801), flower beds and trees inside.

"It's so ingenious! No wonder so many collectors are fascinated by it."

Jiang Caijing was holding Gotezner's palace egg, her eyes were almost sunken, and the others were admiring the other two eggs, and they couldn't put it down either.

"Xianxian, what treasure do you have, hurry up and donate it for us to appreciate!" Du Feier threatened.

"Hurry up and get married, and then I'll give you a nice thing as a wedding present." Murong Xianxian said with a smile.

"Xianxian, do you really want to exchange the Easter egg for that Buddha statue?" Aunt Lei asked suspiciously.

"Yes, those Buddha statues have special meaning to me and must be replaced."

Murong Xianxian didn't say anything about Dinghaizhu. Auntie Lei used to be a prostitute in Shushan anyway, so she should know about Dinghaizhu. As for the others... let's forget it for now, knowing this is not good for them matter.

Because Lin Songxian is coming, Murong Xianxian has to stay in the hotel honestly. Fortunately, looking at the sea from the window, there is also a different scenery... The waves, the beach, the coconut grove, every trace of the wind gives people different enjoyment .Suddenly there was cheers of surprise in the distance, and she raised her eyes to look, only to see elegant figures leaping up from the sea.

dolphin!

That's a dolphin!

Murong Xianxian has a desire to capture those lovely sea creatures and make them his personal pets.

Suddenly, the phone rang cheerfully, and seeing the caller ID on it clearly, she pressed the answer button:

"Murong, where are you? In the hotel room? Well, get ready, I'll bring an English friend to your place, and I'll be there soon." Lin Songxian hung up the phone neatly.

On the way to the Sheraton Waikiki Hotel, a well-dressed British man was chatting with Lin Songxian in Chinese that sounded blunt. Beside him was a 40-year-old man. white people.

This Englishman is Albert Bristow, a very famous collector in the UK, and the Bristol family is a very influential family in the world—whether it is politically or economically, That's all.

Among Albert’s collections, the most are Chinese collections—this has a great relationship with his ancestor’s behavior in China. In any case, in Europe, even those world-famous museums, if they are purely Chinese As far as the collection of ancient art is concerned, there are very few that can surpass the Bristow family.

Still, like any other collector.In the West, although the status of ancient Chinese artworks is gradually rising, the dominant ones are those from the West... Just like a Chinese collector, if he doesn’t even have some Chinese artworks, There is no qualification to be a collector at all.

Albert is famous for collecting Chinese art, but what he wants to become a world-class collector is art treasures from the West, so this time after Lin Songxian came to visit as an old friend, I heard that Murong Xianxian With a Faberge egg in his hand, he followed without hesitation. For this meeting, he declined an important meeting and brought an appraiser specially hired by the family who has a high level of knowledge in Russian jewelry to meet Lin Songxian in New York. After dinner, they rushed to the hotel where Murong Xianxian and others were staying.

"Mr. Albert, with your eyes, you will be able to tell at a glance whether the Easter egg in my friend's hand is a Faberge egg. Do you think I will use such a clumsy reason to let you go?" Appreciate some fakes?" Although Lin Songxian is not very familiar with Murong Xianxian, and he has not seen Murong Xianxian's so-called Faberge egg, but he believes that Murong Xianxian is not the kind of person who talks about it.

"The whereabouts of Faberge eggs are basically verified, Mr. Albert, I think we are wasting time." The appraiser sitting next to Albert shrugged his shoulders , said arrogantly.

"Let's wait and see,"

Albert smiled slightly, "The Chinese are a nation that is good at creating miracles. The women's team surnamed Murong might really have a Fabergé egg."

"Mr. Gregory is right,"

Lin Songxian said indifferently: "There are fifty Faberge eggs in total, most of them have indeed been verified, but there are still eight missing, don't you know something about you?

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