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Chapter 974: The Gift of the Goddess of Eloquence

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    Hugo looked at Chen Yang mysteriously. He was wearing spotless white gloves and gold-rimmed glasses. He smelled of cologne. His golden and white hair was a little sparse. He looked like a movie  Looking like a rigorous foreign antique appraiser, Hugo held the statue and looked at it again and again. After about ten minutes, a smile appeared on Hugo's face, and he turned to Chen Yang and said: "Sir, can you get this  A statue of God, you are simply a lucky person favored by God!¡±

    "So? What do you mean?" Chen Yang suddenly felt that the smile of this old French boy was a bit ambiguous.  The little eyes looking at the statue are very similar to the French army that invaded the Old Summer Palace more than a hundred years ago.

    Chen Yang was extremely vigilant. "Mr. Hugo, have you finished reading? I'll hold it after you finish reading." Chen Yang said, and immediately took the statue over, wanting to hold it in his arms.

    Seeing how stingy and cautious Chen Yang was, Garcia, who was sitting next to him, had a black hair and really wanted to pretend not to know him.

    "Oh? Hahaha! Okay, okay." The Frenchman is also cheerful and does not stick to these details.

    "Sir, please allow me to congratulate you. This is an antique artifact that has been owned for a hundred years. And you know, this is a royal artifact of the last Mughal Empire! A very collectible piece, the Goddess of Eloquence  Ware covered in gold and enamel.¡±

    "The name is quite long." Chen Yang took a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet, poured a glass for Garcia and Hugo, and said.

    "Yes, this statue of the goddess of eloquence. Speaking of which, this is a very historical antique. It should be one of the many Indian royal cultural relics that were lost when the East India Company invaded the Mughal Empire in India in the 18th century.  one of them."

    The Mughal Empire was the last dynasty of India.  With the colonization of the East India Company, the Mughal Empire's dominance over India gradually weakened.

    "During the rule of the Mughal Empire, the Red Fort in Delhi once had twelve gilded and enamel statues of gods. They were twelve Hindu gods. Later, with the decline of the Mughal Empire, the twelve gilded and enamel statues were stolen.  , there are only six left in New Delhi, India, the remaining three are in the British Museum, and the remaining three have long been missing. Historians and collectors agree that the remaining three statues are likely to have been damaged.  Or lost.¡±

    Hugo took a sip of whiskey, moistened his throat, and then said: "And the three lost Indian statues are the Ganesha, the Ganges Goddess, and the Eloquence Goddess."

    After listening to the words of the master antique appraiser, Chen Yang also roughly understood the historical status of this statue!

    The twelve statues of gods in the Red Fort should be part of the royal collection of the Mughal Empire, but their research value should not be as good as the twelve animal heads in the Old Summer Palace.  But one thing is clear: these statues were all lost due to the plunder of colonial invaders!

    Therefore, although the historical value of these twelve statues of gods will not be higher than that of the twelve animal heads, I am afraid it will not be too low either!

    "So, does that mean it's very valuable?" Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and said tentatively.  It looked like a black marketeer haggling.

    He is not a volunteer for protecting cultural relics, and Chen Yang does not believe in Asan¡¯s teachings, and is even a little disgusted.  Moreover, he could hardly afford to eat at the moment, and he still owed the federal government a fortune in inheritance tax. Chen Yangcai couldn't care less whether this was the god that the Indian people believed in.

    He only cares about one thing, the value of this statue!

    "Mr. Hugo, based on your experience at the auction house, how much should this statue be worth?"

    Chen Yang doesn¡¯t understand toys, but when the Old Summer Palace rabbit head was auctioned in 2007, the transaction price was US$17 million!

    There are still twelve statues of this goddess of eloquence in the world, but they were also plundered by colonial invaders and lost overseas.  Even if the artistry is slightly lower than that of the Twelve Beast Heads, with such a jaw-dropping historical experience, I¡¯m afraid the auction price won¡¯t be too cheap, right?

    Chen Yang was thinking this, but Hugo's other words threw a bucket of cold water on Chen Yang's face.

    "Sir, there is no doubt that the collection value of the statue in your hand is very high. I firmly believe that if it appears on the auction market, it will definitely attract the attention of countless people. But I need to remind you that during the auction  In the circle, the twelve statues of the Red Fort have never appeared once, nor have they ever been auctioned! They are real national treasures, so I dare not judge the price. Maybe it is worth 10 million US dollars, maybe he only  Worth millions of dollars!¡±

    The meaning of what the Frenchman Hugo said is actually very obvious. This goddess of eloquence may be priceless.  butHe should be very familiar with his grandfather.

    "Oh, God, you must be a Chinese with a sense of humor. Come on, come in. Don't be restrained, just like you are at home."

    After being introduced, Chen Yang learned that the fat chef¡¯s name was Jose Barrejo, the owner and chef of the Red House Restaurant.

    And this red house is indeed very famous in La Jolla. As soon as Chen Yang walked in, he saw many familiar neighbors.  Since it was the weekend, they were all enjoying lunch here.

    Because the Red House Restaurant is close to the seaside and has its own pier. There are several parasols on the side facing the sea. People seem to like to spend the weekends with their families, blowing the sea breeze, eating lunch and enjoying a Spanish-style restaurant here.  noon.

    "Hey, man, you know Lao Guan liked the ham and fruit wine here the most when he was alive. Don't you have some?"

    "As the fat chef Jose said, he had already brought the wine and ham.  It seems that this should be the specialty of this restaurant.

    Chen Yang also welcomed everyone who came and tasted the ham and fruit wine. As expected, the taste was great. The fruit wine was added with ice, which was refreshing and refreshing.  The ham has a sweet and rich flavor that leaves a fragrance on your lips and teeth.

    Afterwards, seafood risotto, seafood soup, and seafood noodles were served.  Because the town of La Jolla is close to the sea, the ingredients in the restaurant are very fresh.  Pairing good wine with delicious food, this was a lunch that Chen Yang would remember deeply in the days to come.

    Chinese people pay attention to the five flavors of food and the three tastes of wine.  The fruit wine was fifteen-year-old rum with great stamina. Even Garcia, who drank often, gradually turned red even after not drinking much.  However, at this moment, Chen Yang suddenly heard a woman crying in the corner of the restaurant.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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