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"Then it's very difficult. If I can't see the original work, I can't imitate it, especially what you said, as long as Shen Yun is needed, a new painting must be created. I have never tried this." Mo Xiaoyu scratched his head and said.
"Many of Wen Zhengming's paintings have been excavated over the years, but in the past four hundred years, no one can be sure that Wen Zhengming's paintings are the ones that are currently on the market, so we have to work hard on this, from Starting with folk collections, more paintings about Wen Zhengming have been unearthed, and the subject matter is not limited, as long as it conforms to Wen Zhengming's style." Lang Jianbai pondered.
"Where is the original work, does our museum have it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Originally there was a picture, but it was taken away by that bitch, can you let her take it out?" Lang Jian asked Mo Xiaoyu in disbelief.
"Actually, teacher, let me say a bad word. Regarding Ji Kexin, you can still save as much as you can, half of it is fine, at least half of the hope of exposure is reduced. If there are so many now, just in case someone who knows how to come to visit ,very dangerous". Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Well, you're right. I'll contact her in a few days to see what's going on. Wen Zhengming's authentic works are the most in the Luojing Museum among domestic museums. Why don't you go to Luojing again?" Lang Jianbai was eager Finalize this matter quickly, because if this vote is successful, I will be able to live comfortably for the rest of my life.
"That's fine, I'll make preparations and go to Luojing as soon as possible." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Lang Jianbai was very busy, and left after not staying in the basement for long. Mo Xiaoyu turned on the computer alone in the basement, checked the allowed visiting time of the Luojing Museum on the Internet, and conducted a review of Wen Zhengming's paintings that had been auctioned online. studied one by one.
The basement is very quiet, so Mo Xiaoyu enjoys it quite a bit here, drinking one glass after another, the most important thing is that no one disturbs him, he can study Wen Zhengming's paintings carefully, and then outline ideas for his upcoming creation.
Suddenly, he remembered that he had discussed the mysterious compass with Wen Yushan before leaving, so he got up and went upstairs to Wen Yushan's studio, where he was still repairing the tripod.
"Master, haven't you finished tinkering yet?" Mo Xiaoyu moved a chair and sat down opposite Wen Yushan after entering.
"It's over? It's early, it's basically impossible to restore the original appearance, let's try to restore him to the original state, what kind of wine do you drink when you have nothing to do in the daytime? Have you become drunk at such a young age?" Wen Yushan said to Mo Xiaoyu. Drinking during the day is very dissatisfied.
"Hey, my teacher insisted on forcing me to drink it. Do you want to drink it or drink it?" Mo Xiaoyu laughed.
"I think it's you who want to drink. If you don't drink, he can drink you. Alcohol is not good for your brain. You'd better drink less." Wen Yushan stopped what he was doing, got up and closed the door, waved to Mo Xiaoyu, and the two walked towards the back room.
"What's the matter, Master?" Mo Xiaoyu followed into the back room, Wen Yushan closed the door, pointed to the chair beside the small bed, motioned Mo Xiaoyu to sit down, and then sat on the temporary camp bed.
"During this period of time, I have read a lot of books and materials about Shi Dakai, especially the historical records about the Qing court. After Shi Dakai surrendered, it is true that Shi Dakai did not get the so-called treasures of Shi Dakai, but Shi Dakai had planned to leave, and all of a sudden Taking away 200,000 people, it is impossible not to think about the livelihood of these people, the so-called soldiers and horses go first without food and grass, how can there be no money?" Wen Yushan said eloquently.
"So, the treasure of Shi Dakai in the folklore is real?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Well, it can be said that I always feel that there is something wrong with the compass, and it may be a clue. You can bring it to me next time, and I will study it carefully." Wen Yushan said.
"It's in my studio in the basement. I'll bring it over later. By the way, Master, there is one more thing. Do you know there is a place called Weiling Village?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Weiling Village? Never heard of it, where is it?"
"I just went there a few days ago. In Guizhou Province, in a mountain, I heard from the local people that their village and the surrounding villages have existed for thousands of years. They are the guardians of a certain royal tomb. But because of a plague, people who knew these things died, and there is no record, and the exact location of the royal tomb is unknown, there is only a cave, but there is no sign that it is the royal tomb.¡± Mo Xiaoyu described what he knew to Wen Yushan.
Wen Yushan squinted his eyes and thought for a while before speaking, but the question he asked was specious.
"Xiaoyu, was I drunk when I was drinking at my house that day?" Wen Yushan asked.
"Well, Master, you drank a lot, what's wrong?"
"Did I say something?" Wen YuShan asked.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Wen Yushan, and didn't know what the old man meant when he asked himself this question, but seeing the seriousness of the old man, he couldn't help but say, "Well, I talked about something about your family, about old age, it seems, It seems to be something to do with digging graves."
"These days, you have asked me about treasures or mausoleums. Do you also like this business?" Wen Yushan stared at Mo Xiaoyu with his eyes wide open, not allowing him a chance to think about it. .
"Teacher, it is a lie to say that you are not interested. After all, everyone wants to get rich overnight, but this is not something that everyone can do. I have read many reports, and there are many people who died in ancient tombs. I don't have that ability." , but I have no guts to do it." Mo Xiaoyu said eagerly.
"Do you want to do it?" Wen Yushan continued to ask.
Mo Xiaoyu licked his lips, nodded, and said, "I want to, but I can't, Master can teach me?"
"Originally, I wanted to bring this skill into the coffin. My ancestors did it, but because this thing harmed the morality, the population is not as prosperous as the previous generation. In my generation, it is considered extinct, so I don't want you to have such a thing. Harm, it¡¯s not too late to reply after you figure it out, I just don¡¯t want this skill to be lost.¡± When Wen Yushan said this, he seemed very contradictory. He wanted to teach Mo Xiaoyu, but he didn't want to let this kind of bad thing happen to Mo Xiaoyu.
"Master, I don't care about the affairs of two lifetimes. I don't know what will happen after I die, but I can promise to provide for Master until the end of my life. You are not considered extinct." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Wen Yushan looked at Mo Xiaoyu, nodded, and said, "You're right, people in one life don't care about the affairs of people in two lives, but I have ancestors' teachings about this skill, pass it on from male to female, and from inside to outside, you If you want to learn, you must recognize me as a godfather."
Mo Xiaoyu thought it was not that complicated. Since Wen Yushan was willing to teach him how to identify antiques, wouldn't the rest come naturally? But everyone knows that antique appraisal is just Wen Yushan's way of making a living, and grave robbery is his ancestral stunt. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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