Qi Xiang was unhappy. The purpose of his trip was very clear. He wanted to see whether the so-called self-portrait of Lu Dongbin was true or false. If the drawing was gone, what was the point of staying?

Of course, if the things are really gone in the club and the manager Bao can tell him directly who the things are given to and who the hands are put into, then he will not care about so much.

Otherwise, don't blame him for talking too much, call the police directly when you go out...

As for the consequences after calling the police, he would definitely not care.

If you turn against each other, you will turn against each other. Would he still be afraid?

After checking Yan Guanse, he hurriedly said, "Brother, you don't have to be disappointed. After all, this is just my guess. Maybe the painting is still there, and someone will take it over later."

After a moment, someone did come in with something, but they were holding porcelain. Two or three staff members, holding exquisite vases, walked in carefully.

The vase is placed on the table and emits a crystal clear luster under the sunlight, which is very exquisite and beautiful.

At first glance, Guan Guan forgot Qi Xiang, and just opened her eyes wide and approached to watch.

Each vase is a white and white body glaze color, plus some colorful and gorgeous color patterns. It looks like it should be a pastel porcelain.

"pretty……"

After looking at it, he immediately praised it: "This should be a precious porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, and it is indeed a fine product."

No one agrees...

Because after putting the bottle down, several staff members had already left. The bag manager probably went to contact the club owner and didn't come back.

For a moment, the house only talked to himself: "A few bottles should be things from the Qing Dynasty. I just don't know which era it was from. If it was a treasure from the Third Qing Dynasty, it would be worth at least tens of millions."

"If it is in the middle and late stages, it will cost millions..."

Guan Zhao touched his pocket and actually took out a magnifying glass. He raised the magnifying glass and carefully examined it: "Plastic color extends from enamel color, and it draws nutrients from the decorative paintings."

"There are techniques of dot dyeing and color matching, so that the picture has a strong texture, clear light and darkness, and clear layers."

Guan Zhao's eyes were filled with sighs, and then turned around and said, "Brother, look at this bottle, this painter, and this color are very beautiful?"

"Yes, it's very beautiful." Qi Xiang nodded, not as perfunctory.

You should know that the development of porcelain reached its peak in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

At that time, the form of porcelain had reached its peak.

With the strong support of emperors of all dynasties, the scale of official kiln porcelain has become increasingly large.

Most importantly, due to the emperor's needs, some painters and artists who served the palace also devoted themselves to the creation of porcelain, so that the craftsmanship of porcelain reached its peak.

This is also why Qingming official kiln porcelain is getting more expensive every year. A real good thing. It was originally very expensive back then, but now it is more expensive, which is very normal.

However, Qi Xiang is not in a mood to enjoy it now. If these pieces of porcelain are kiln-shaped porcelain similar to beaded plates, he is still interested.

Unfortunately, this is not kiln-turned porcelain, but very normal porcelain.

No matter how valuable such things are, they are no different from rubble to Qi Xiang. In contrast, he is more concerned about whether the painting is still there...

Qi Xiang was absent-minded, so he naturally understood what was going on.

"Forget it, don't care about him..."

Taking care of his mind, he was completely attracted by the porcelain and was fascinated by it. No wonder, when his capital turnover was not effective, he was willing to exchange a villa for antiques.

Many rich people like antiques, but it is definitely rare to be obsessed with him.

Of course, obsession does not mean that he has lost his mind. Replacing a villa with antiques seems to be a prodigal act. But it should also be considered that he has dozens of properties under his name.

Taking one of the properties and exchanging them with a precious antique is also an investment. It is estimated that after a while, the value of antiques will be more expensive than that of villas. At that time, he will make a profit.

Investing in art has always been one of the methods for wealthy people to manage their finances, and it is not surprising at all.

This is about your own choice, and no one else can care about it.

"Being rich means being willful!"

Qi Xiang leaned on the sofa, glanced at him, and thought about whether to ask someone to urge him. Let's determine what the painting was like.

If there is, there is, if there is no, forget it.

After much experience, Qi Xiang naturally understood that opportunities are hard to come by.

I am lucky if I get it, but I am lucky if I lose it. I cannot force it...

"Ka, da, da!"

While Qi Xiang was pondering, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside. He raised his brows, and from the heavy sound, he could be sure that it should be Manager Bao's pace.

When people come back, I don’t know whether the answer is joy or sorrow.

In a moment, a gust of wind blew at the door, and when the house darkened, Manager Bao appeared.

Qi Xiang glanced at him quickly and saw a scroll in Manager Bao’s hand. His heart moved, and he felt a little more anticipated. It seemed that he hadn’t lost his thing?

"Haha, I finally found it."

At the same time, Manager Bao wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked for rewards and said, "Little brother, in order to find this painting, I searched through the boxes in the warehouse and found something."

"Is that true?" Qi Xiang Zhan smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, Manager Bao."

"No, no, no, no, no, no," Manager Bao smiled and said, "It is natural to be responsible. As long as the little brother does not blame us for negligence, it is worth it."

When Guan Zhao heard this, she laughed and said, "Brother, look at me right, the thing must be there and I can't lose it."

"Not lost, definitely not lost."

Manager Bao quickly shook his head, and then his expression became somewhat subtle: "But..."

"But what?"

Guan Zhao's face darkened: "Manager Bao, if the thing is there, if it is not there, you just say it if you have something to say, don't hesitate, make a turn, and what kind of clue it."

"This painting is, surely."

Manager Bao raised his hand and signaled: "It's here...but... this painting...is dirty."

"Two days ago, a guest was drinking and walked around the wall. When he passed by the corner where the painting was hanging, his greasy hand pressed on the painting, leaving a palm print."

Manager Bao smiled bitterly and said, "The painting is dirty, so I need to replace it. I am still thinking about where to go to where to hire a master of painting to peel off the dirty layer and steam it clean."

"What, dirty?"

Careful brows are like locks: "Who is so careless? He is simply a killer of the executioner."

"This... Boss Guan, I'm sorry. This matter is also related to the customer. I'm not convenient to reveal who made the painting dirty. In short, we have solved the matter privately and everyone is satisfied."

Manager Bao smiled and said, "That customer directly compensated for the losses, which was very sincere. Why did we have the nerve to be aggressive? Naturally, we gently exposed the matter."

"Besides, it's just dirtying the painting, and it's not without remedies."

Manager Bao smiled and said, "To put it bluntly, even if the painting is ruined, it is no big deal. For us, customers are always the first priority, and the customer's needs are the highest goal..."

"cough!"

Qi Xiang was not patient and listened to Manager Bao’s nonsense. He reached out and pointed to the scroll, reminding him: “How about spreading this painting?”

"No problem!"

Manager Bao nodded quickly, then walked into the house, and carefully opened the scroll in his hand on a clean table, and then slowly spread it out.

Qi Xiang walked over and watched without blinking.

I saw that the scroll was yellow and very old. However, the mounting materials were very new silk. It looked like it was a back-up match, and it was common for new bottles to be filled with old wine.

After all, calligraphy and painting have become old, and even if it is well kept, it will age.

Paper is OK, but high-quality rice paper is known as a thousand-year-old paper. It will not rot in one or two thousand years. However, the mounting materials do not have such a long lifespan, and will corrode and deteriorate in about a hundred years.

Therefore, when a volume of calligraphy and painting remains unchanged, the mounting materials may be replaced many times. For some skilled appraisers, mounting materials are also one of their standards for appraisal.

Through the origin of the mounting material and the craftsmanship, the authenticity of calligraphy and painting can often be verified.

These details are full of knowledge and profound knowledge.

Qi Xiang glanced at it and could confirm that the scroll was very new and only had a history of decades at most. This shows that after this painting fell into the hands of modern people, it was well stored.

In a moment, a scroll was finally spread out.

The whole painting is an vertical scroll, about one meter, two meter, three meter, and fifty or sixty centimeters wide, which is also considered a large work.

At this moment, Qi Xiang also saw it clearly. This work is indeed a picture and a figure painting.

I saw a Taoist priest depicting on the withered yellow painted heart paper.

It was a middle-aged Taoist priest who leaned on a huge ink-colored rock with white horns and flew with her clothes. She looked very strange and had a mole under her eyes, which was very obvious. Behind him, there was a long sword hanging obliquely, looking like a fairy-like Taoist bone.

At first glance, Qi Xiang thought of an idiom, with outstanding temperament and outstanding temperament.

No wonder, whether it is official history or folk legends, Lu Dongbin is portrayed as a strange person with grace and eloquence, all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

To put it bluntly, in the minds of the world, Lu Dongbin is a Confucian and Taoist. Three parts of Confucianism, seven parts of Tao, or three parts of Tao, seven parts of Confucianism. Both Confucianism and Taoism, both heroes and immortals, playing in the world, and lying drunk in the world.

He is not a god who is high above and looks down on all living beings, but a human being. First, he is a human being. It is this human side that makes Lu Dongbin become amiable and has faith all over the country.

After watching for a while, Qi Xiang also understood why some people think that the Taoist in the painting may be Lu Dongbin... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!