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Chapter 188 "The Proverbs of Female History"

"This oil painting was exhibited at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York and was later collected by a wealthy businessman. Unfortunately, the wealthy businessman went bankrupt the year before last and had to sell the oil painting..."

Charles made up stories about the fakes while observing the crowd's reactions.

"How much does this painting cost? I want it!"

A voice came from the crowd.

Su Bai raised his eyes and saw that the person speaking was actually an acquaintance.

It was Miss Wu whom I met at the door.

Accompanying Miss Wu is a fat man in a suit and leather shoes.

Su Bai observed that he frowned slightly after hearing Miss Wu's words.

"Andy, how about buying this painting for me?"

"no problem."

In full view of everyone, the man could not refuse and turned to ask Charles: "Sir, how much does this oil painting cost?"

"$2 million."

Charles smiled broadly.

"What? Is this thing worth so much?"

The man frowned.

14 may not seem like much, but buying a piece of paper that is worse than a piece of graffiti makes me feel like I have been taken advantage of.

Ms. Wu's eyes lit up and she said, "2 US dollars? It doesn't seem expensive! It might even appreciate in value in a few years."

The man looked at the good-looking Miss Wu, swallowed, and said bravely: "I bought it."

A waiter came over carrying a tray.

There is a white paper and pen on the tray.

The man took a pen and signed his name on the paper.

The waiter then handed the blank paper to Charles and asked him to sign it too.

The transaction is complete.

The buyer only needs to transfer the payment to Charles before leaving.

Of course, installment payments are also possible.

However, wealthy people who can attend salons rarely do so.

After acquiring the oil painting, Miss Wu couldn't wait to move it aside to show off to the ladies present.

"Have you seen it? This painting reveals the courage to pursue equal rights..."

After successfully selling an oil painting, Charles was in a good mood.

He rummaged through the suitcase again.

After a while, he took out some Western antiques such as antique music boxes and small mirrors.

Su Bai glanced away.

This time the things on the table were genuine.

But there aren't many valuable things.

The most expensive one is a small enamel jar, which was exported to the West in the late Qing Dynasty and is a return cultural relic.

This kind of porcelain from non-official kilns is not well-made, and the price given by the system is not high, just over 10.

Compared to the abstract paintings just now, the ladies present were not interested in these antique works of art.

At most, out of curiosity, I held it in my hand to play with for a while and then quickly put it back.

Charles gave a slobbery introduction for 10 minutes, but no one asked about the price.

The crowd of onlookers gradually left to look at other vendors' items.

Fake goods are easily sold, but genuine goods are ignored.

This left Charles speechless.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "How much does this little jar cost?"

Charles looked up and saw a young lady in a white dress.

"This beautiful lady, if you like it, I can give it to you."

Charles bowed as a gentleman and handed the enamel jar to Su Bai.

"You're too polite. I really like the jar, but since we don't know each other, it's better to pay for it."

Su Bai said, reaching out his hand, taking the jar and playing with it.

This art salon does not limit the access of guests.

And when he purchased this enamel jar, he only spent a few hundred yuan.

Even if it is broken, it won't hurt.

"Tell me the origin of this jar."

Su Bai looked at Charles.

"This enamel colored porcelain jar belongs to the collection of a British Duke. It was once the drinking cup used by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty..."

Unlike the previous oil paintings, Charles obviously did not make much preparation for this porcelain jar.

He introduced it in broken Chinese mixed with English. What he said was completely incorrect and completely nonsense.

Where can the emperor use items produced by private kilns?

Su Bai didn't expose him and asked with a smile: "How much?"

"In view of the lady's beauty, only 3 is enough."

Charles smiled.

"Okay, I want it."

Su Bai called the waiter and signed his name in the register.

"Miss Su, you have really good taste. Would you like to look at other items? I also have a lot of antiques like porcelain here."

After finally finding a winner, Charles was naturally unwilling to let it go.

Passionately promote your goods.

"Look at this big plate again. It was used by Emperor Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty to hold fruits..."

He dug out a large pastel plate from his suitcase.

Su Bai took a look and saw that the pastel plate was glowing with evil light.

However, the pastel patterns on the plate are exquisitely painted, and as a modern work of art, they are extremely good, and can be purchased for thousands of dollars on the market.

Charles sold it as an antique, obviously trying to fool the upper class people present.

What kind of vision can a group of dandies have?
The age of the antiques in his hands depends entirely on his words.

Looking at Su Bai who showed great interest in the pastel market, Charles almost smiled crookedly.

This is a lamb ready to be slaughtered!
"What kind of treasure does Miss Su have your eye on?"

He Qiujun's voice suddenly came.

When Su Bai heard this, she turned around and saw He Qiujun and Qian Xiaoqian standing behind her at some point.

Qian Xiaoqian shrugged at her, as if to say that she had tried her best to hold back He Qiujun.

But there was no way, he had to come.

Su Bai didn't say anything, but said with a smile: "I think this plate is very beautiful, so I took a second look at it."

"Cousin, I also think this plate is so beautiful. It will look great at home!"

Qian Xiaoqian held the plate and looked at it over and over.

But I was thinking in my heart, is this the national treasure that Sister Su wants to find?

At this moment.

A female voice came over: "I want this plate, how about 5 yuan?"

Charles turned around and found that it was Miss Wu who had just bought the abstract painting.

Suddenly his face was a little ugly.

He originally wanted to offer 10 yuan for this large pastel dish, which would give Su Bai a lot of money.

However, Miss Wu only offered 5 yuan, which was a big gap.

But Miss Wu just bought an oil painting from him at a high price.

It was hard for him to refuse.

"Hey, are you looking for trouble? The plate was the first thing we noticed!"

Qian Xiaoqian immediately became angry.

When Charles saw this, he politely said: "Miss Wu, these two ladies are interested in this plate first, how about you look at others?"

"No, I want the plate in her hand!"

Miss Wu looked at Qian Xiaoqian contemptuously.

It was obviously targeting her.

"Okay, then the one with the highest price will get it. I'll pay 6 and you sell it to me."

Qian Xiaoqian was irritated and said to Charles.

"Miss Wu, look at this..."

Charles pretended to be embarrassed and looked at Miss Wu.

"I'll pay 7 million!"

"8 million!"

"10 million!"

……

"20 million!"

Miss Wu was so cruel that she offered a price of 20 yuan.

The bidding between the two attracted many men and women to watch.

Everyone became curious as to what treasure the two of them were trying to grab.

Qian Xiaoqian was in trouble.

She didn't understand antiques at all and couldn't understand what the value of this plate was.

If she really had to spend this money, she felt it was not worth it no matter how much she thought about it.

Just when she hesitated, Su Bai spoke: "I will offer 30."

Charles was absolutely delighted.

What he most wants to see is these rich kids bidding.

In this way, he can make a lot of money.

Miss Wu also didn't expect Su Bai to shout such a high price in one breath.

Turning around, she took the hand of her male companion and said coquettishly: "Andy, help me buy this plate!"

A fat man named Andy scolded her from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't bear to spend more than 10 yuan on a painting.

Now I have to spend 30 yuan to buy a broken plate. I really think I am a cash machine!

However, if you embarrass your girlfriend in front of everyone, won't the previous money be wasted?

Andy couldn't help but ask: "Is this plate of yours authentic?"

Charles patted his chest and said, "This plate was received from a down-and-out count in France. There will definitely be no problem!"

Andy twitched the corner of his mouth.

Who can't make up stories?

Are you saying that the earl belongs to the earl?

Besides, even if it really belongs to the count, it might be a fake!

Just when he was hesitant to spend this wasted money.

Another voice came over: "Why spend so much money on a high imitation plate?"

When Su Bai heard this familiar voice, he couldn't help but look up.

It's really Yu Qingqian.He walked over slowly, picked up the large pastel plate on the table, glanced at it casually, and put it back.

Seeing someone coming to the rescue, Andy breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said in disgust: "What? It's actually a fake?"

Charles' face suddenly fell. He walked up to Yu Qingqian and said fiercely: "My friend brought this plate back from France. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Qingqian smiled lightly and said: "It seems that your friend is also impressed. A plate like this only costs 3000 yuan in Jingdezhen."

Charles was about to curse.

But he saw a somewhat slovenly man wearing a white shirt walking up to Yu Qingqian.

He asked calmly: "Boss Yu, what are you looking at?"

"Mr. Li?"

When Charles saw the person coming, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Mr. Li, I don't think this plate is right, so I came here to remind this gentleman."

"I see."

Mr. Li smiled, patted Charles on the shoulder and said: "Mr. Charles, you are invited by me. If a customer buys a counterfeit product from you, he will be responsible for it later. You have to check your goods carefully." OK."

How could Charles dare to refute Mr. Li, so he could only say awkwardly: "Yes, I will check my things carefully next time."

He also knew that the pastel plate was a fake.

It's just that my business was disrupted and I felt very unhappy.

However, business must continue, so I can only bear this breath.

He squeezed out a smile and asked: "Mr. Li, this is you"

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce you. Mr. Yu is the mainland expert I invited. He is very familiar with literature and entertainment. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask him."

Mr. Li introduced to everyone.

"Then please, Mr. Yu, please look at this watch for me."

"Mr. Yu, what do you think of my innocent card?"

"I just fell in love with a pink diamond bracelet. Can Mr. Yu take a look at it for me?"

The rich kids present were very respectful to Mr. Li.

They all asked Yu Qingqian to appraise the works of art they had chosen or in their hands.

For a moment, Yu Qingqian couldn't get away.

No one wants to make a mistake.

The purpose of Yu Qingqian's coming here is to cooperate with Su Bai and retrieve the Dunhuang suicide note.

He didn't care if the dudes present had been tricked.

He transformed into the leader of Quanzhen, and no matter who came to consult, he would always give a positive answer.

After the treasure in their hands was certified by Master Yu, the rich kids immediately beamed with joy and praised Master Yu for his professionalism.

The only one who was embarrassed was Charles.

After Yu Qingqian identified the pastel plate as a fake, the onlookers gradually dispersed.

Only Su Bai was still standing in front of him.

"Miss Su, I'm really sorry. I don't know much about Chinese antiques. I really didn't lie to you."

Charles hurriedly apologized to Su Bai.

Unexpectedly, Su Bai asked with a smile: "Is the pastel plate still for sale?"

"Mr. Yu has already identified it as a fake. Do you still want it?"

Charles said with a surprised look on his face.

"I didn't expect this plate to be an antique from the beginning. My father had a pair of very similar plates. He spent a full $800 million to buy the pair of large pastel plates, but unfortunately one of them was broken. "

Su Bai started to talk nonsense.

"I plan to buy this plate just to take it back and make a pair with the remaining plates."

"I see."

Charles was startled.

Just two plates can cost tens of millions.

Proper rich second generation!

He said generously: "To express my apology, I will give this plate to Miss Su."

"That's so funny."

Su Bai looked a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's just a gadget. If you don't mind, Miss Su, you can check out what you like here."

Charles said with a smile.

If you can keep this rich second generation, what does it matter if you lose a little money?
"Then let's see what else there is."

Su Bai pretended to be embarrassed to leave, waiting for Charles to take out a new gadget from his suitcase.

"By the way, my dad prefers porcelain, calligraphy and painting, or ancient books."

She reminded again casually.

"I really have a lot of antiques from the East here, which I guarantee to satisfy your father."

Charles said hurriedly.

Some bottles, boxes, combs and other items were placed on the table.

Su Bai found that most of them were modern handicrafts.

Even if there are real antiques in them, they are not worth much.

Seeing Charles placing items on the table, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There are no ancient Dunhuang books among them.

Just when she was about to hint at Charles again.

Charles took out a horizontal scroll and threw it on the table.

The scroll seems to have been greatly damaged, cut violently, and then spliced ​​back together.

Su Bai subconsciously scanned it.

A series of zeros passed before her eyes.

what the hell!

Su Bai was a little suffocated.

Take a closer look.

Tang copy of "Pictures of Admonitions of Women's History"!

20 billion!
Every line of information was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart!

national treasure!

The scroll in front of you is undoubtedly a national treasure!

While Su Bai was extremely shocked, a question emerged in his mind.

"Isn't "The Picture of Women's History" kept in the British Museum? How could it appear in Charles's hands!"

This painting is so famous.

Su Bai knew its origin without even needing to pass the system identification.

Someone once said: "The best cultural relics in China are not in the Forbidden City, but in the British Museum."

Only the Song copy of "The Picture of Women's History" is preserved in China.

The Tang copy of "Pictures of Admonitions of Women" is recognized as the best among paintings.

The style is simple and the color is bright, with the four words "Gu Kai's Painting" signed by later generations at the end of the volume.

"The Picture of Admonitions of the Female History" has always been regarded as the representative work of Gu Kaizhi's famous paintings handed down from generation to generation, and has been collected by the nobles of the royal palaces of all dynasties.

Among the more famous collectors are Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty and Emperor Qianlong.

During the Opium War in the late Qing Dynasty, "Pictures of Proverbs of Women's History" was stolen by Captain Johnson of the British Army stationed in Old Summer Palace and sold to the British Museum for 25 pounds.

At that time, the British Museum lacked knowledge in Chinese painting, so it invited a Japanese painter to frame it according to the Japanese painting method, cut it into three sections, mounted it on a wooden board, and hung it.

This also caused the scroll silk to tear and slag to appear, causing irreparable and major damage.

Fortunately, the British later invited Qiu Jinxian, a restorer of Shangbo ancient paintings, to carry out the restoration, and the painting was restored to the light of day.

Now, the "Picture of Admonitions of Female History" appeared in front of Su Bai, giving Su Bai an illusory feeling.

She couldn't help but look up at Charles.

Who the hell is this guy?

Why do you not only have the Dunhuang suicide notes in your hands, but even valuable treasures stored in the British Museum!

It took a full minute for Su Bai to calm down.

She took a deep breath, pointed to the "Pictures of Women's History" on the table and said, "Mr. Charles, can you show me this ancient painting?"

"No problem at all."

Charles looked indifferent.

Su Bai opened the scroll as carefully as possible, allowing part of the picture to appear in front of his eyes.

"I'll take a picture and show it to dad."

As she spoke, she took out her phone, took a photo, and sent the money to Yu Qing.

Charles did not become suspicious and was still packing the suitcase.

Not far away, Yu Qingqian heard his cell phone ringing.

I knew it was a message from Su Bai.

The two communicated before coming.

If Su Bai discovers the Dunhuang suicide note or any other national treasure, take a photo and send it to him.

He came to cooperate with Su Bai and win the national treasure from Charles.

Yu Qingqian waited for a long time and finally got the notice from Su Bai.

I was thinking that this trip seemed to be in vain.

He took out his phone and glanced at the screen casually.

The moment I saw "Pictures of Admonitions of Women's History".

He stumbled and his phone flew out.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Yu Qingqian hurriedly apologized to the people around him.

He picked up the phone and quickly edited the message to reply to Su Bai: "What the hell? This is the "Picture of Proverbs for Women's History". The real thing is kept in the British Museum."

Su Bai only replied to him with one sentence.

"This is the one in the British Museum."

See this reply.

Yu Qingqian's mouth gradually opened wide and his eyes moved towards Su Bai.

Seeing Su Bai nodding to himself.

This means confirming that it is authentic!
"It's off the charts!"

"Pictures of Admonitions of Women's History" is a treasure in the collection of the British Museum.

It was still open for exhibition a few months ago.

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible to fall into the hands of a second-rate dealer!
"Are you really sure?"

Yu Qingqian sent another message and asked again.

There was only one word that restored him: "Yes!"

Yu Qingqian took a few deep breaths.

Because Su Bai never deceived himself.

If she says it's true, it's 100% true.

Yu Qingqian put away his mobile phone, stood up and said to Mr. Li next to him: "I'm going to take a walk and see if there are any treasures."

(End of this chapter)