Golden Fishery

Qin Shiou hurriedly opened the plastic bag. Because of the good sealing, these paintings were well preserved. He opened one and saw that he drew a poplar forest. This is a sketch. The poplar forest is not bad. The feeling is vivid on the paper.

For the first time, Qin Shiou first went to see the signature of the author of the sketch, but there was no name at all, only the letters 'A.A.P'.

"Which god is A.A.P?" Qin Shiou was puzzled.

After that, he flipped through several paintings one after another, and finally knew the full name of the AAP God. It turned out that this person was called Arthur-Ashod-Pinajian and Arthur-Pinajian.

Qin Shiou gave up, this guy is definitely not a great god, not because he has never heard of the name, but since then he found a painting, also signed the name of the great god, but it is a cartoon full of style redhead!

This girl has a beautiful appearance and a hot body, and her skin is top-notch in comics. Even Qin Shiou, who looks at a portrait, is eager to move, which is enough to show his skill.

But Qin Shiou has never heard of any of the great gods of Picasso, Van Gogh, and Monet who have drawn cartoons.

Qin Shiou sighed. He looked at all these paintings. They were all Arthur-Pinajean paintings. There were more than 20 paintings. There were landscape paintings, portrait paintings and comics. , oil painting all the way to abstract painting.

Just when Qin Shiou was in a low mood, a surprise came inadvertently. When he opened the last painting, sunflowers in full bloom appeared in front of him. Next to the sunflowers, there was a sentence: To my hesitant life , Vincent-William-Van Gogh!

These sunflowers are like a raging fire. The painting style is so gorgeous and the color is so strong. When Qin Shiou saw the signature of this pair of sunflowers, his heart completely burned: This is Van Gogh!

Qin Shiou knew vaguely that it seemed that Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" consisted of more than 20 pictures, and some of them were missing. In order to confirm this, he turned on his mobile phone to search for relevant information, but the network signal in the town was extremely poor, so he refreshed after ten minutes. Hundreds of times, the result was that no information was found.

No way, Qin Shiou had no choice but to call Mao Weilong, but fortunately he had opened the global communication business before he came, otherwise he would not be able to call back to China.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon in Canada at this time, and it was dawn when it was placed in China. Mao Weilong was sleeping in a daze: "Damn, you are a real beast. It's time to make a hammer call?"

Qin Shiou was full of anxiety and shouted: "Be serious, you bastard, hurry up and check the news for me on the Internet. How many "Sunflowers" did Van Gogh paint? What are they like? I found one in Canada!"

"Impossible, how could it be so easy to find such a masterpiece of God? Your grandson is so lucky?" Mao Weilong asked.

Qin Shiou said anxiously: "Check it out quickly, if it's true, I will sell it and buy you a bumblebee!"

"I don't want a Bumblebee, I want a Grand Cherokee!" Mao Weilong took the time to bargain, but he finally woke up, and soon there was the sound of the computer turning on.

Qin Shiou was in a hurry and shouted: "I will buy you twenty cars. When the time comes, you will set up a fleet to drive out, and it will be an S-type and a B-type. Will it work?"

"Success!" Mao Weilong laughed.

Then, Mao Weilong sent the news Qin Shiou needed,

There are indeed more than 11 "Sunflowers" painted by Van Gogh. In his letter to his younger brother, he mentioned that he painted a total of 24 paintings, of which twelve sunflowers were used to represent the twelve disciples of Christ. In addition, he appointed members of the Southern Studio as a group. For 12 people, plus myself and my younger brother 2 people, a total of 14 people, and 14 paintings.

Qin Shiou was so excited that his painting might be real.

Excited, Qin Shiou opened the larger wooden box with great anticipation. He prayed that there would be 12 other "Sunflowers" in the box, but he was disappointed when he opened it. There was only one bronze sculpture in the box.

The sculpture is not small, it must be more than one meter high. The sculpture is of a healthy young man holding a knife in the right hand and a human head in the left. I can see that his left leg is bent, and his feet are stepping on the enemy's body. He looks very sturdy.

It's a pity that the oak box has been soaked in water for too long. Although this bronze sculpture has been waterproofed, it is still stained with rust. Qin Shiou guessed that this thing would not be able to sell for a good price even if it was sold in copper, so he put it on the bedside. On the windowsill, it can be used as a decoration.

It's getting dark now, Qin Shiou called Auerbach and said, "Master, I'm not going back to the hotel tonight, I'm staying in the small building of the fishery. Besides, when I cleaned my grandpa's room at noon, I found Some interesting stuff, I hope you'll check it out tomorrow."

Auerbach asked about his body and hung up.

Qin Shiou tried it and found that the water and electricity in the fishing ground had not stopped. Even after he turned on the Samsung big-ass TV in the bedroom, there were programs showing on the screen, and the cable TV did not stop.

After a hasty cleaning, he moved directly into the small building, so that he could explain where the paintings came from tomorrow.

Dinner is easy to solve, and the kitchen and cooking utensils are all complete. Qin Shiou went to the supermarket in the small town. This supermarket is like a sparrow.

Of course, most of them are all kinds of fish, such as Atlantic salmon, chinook salmon and silver salmon, salmon, steelhead trout and Arctic chard, etc. There are also high-end ingredients such as oysters, Danginis sea crab, and Alberta steak.

Most fish are cheap, you can buy a pound or two for a dollar and are guaranteed to be fresh.

What surprised Qin Shiou was that there were grass carp, carp, crucian carp and black carp in Shenbao Lake, but not in this supermarket. He saw that there were ginger, garlic and peppers sold in the vegetable area, so he went to Shenbao Lake to catch a big carp. Make a fish soup to warm the stomach - salmon or something, he can't do it.

There is not much to eat alone, so Qin Shiou wandered to the fruit area and picked some blueberries, cherry tomatoes, red fruits and black grapes.

The waiter said that the blackberries and red fruits here are wild. Qin Shiou didn't know whether it was true or not, but seeing that the price was affordable, he bought a little bit of each, and a bottle of salad dressing, ready to go back and make a fruit salad.

Still borrowing the hotel owner's pickup, Qin Shiou went to Shenbao Lake. As soon as his consciousness entered the lake, a large carp with a length of half a meter happened to rush across, and it was it!

When Qin Shiou had the consciousness of catching this big carp, the wild latter suddenly calmed down and was pushed into the shallow water by the current. Only then did Qin Shiou realize that his consciousness played a huge role.

The half-meter-long big carp weighs fourteen or five pounds. Qin Shiou only cut off a little of the fish, made a simple fillet of fish, and boiled some soup.

He tasted it after it was out of the pot, and it tasted delicious and fragrant. This carp was purely wild, and it was not the same as the fish in domestic fish ponds.

After eating a fragrant dinner, Qin Shiou was about to go to bed, but when he saw a small water storage pool beside the maple tree outside the window, he moved and shifted his consciousness.

He wanted to try to see if his consciousness could invade as long as there was water.

As expected, everything in the reservoir was under his control, and he could detect that there was a squirrel with a big tail taking a bath in the pool.

Qin Shiou put the sea god's consciousness on the little squirrel, and he felt as if he could influence this little guy. After getting a little sleepy, he withdrew his consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

At half past six in the morning, it was just dawn outside when Qin Shiou woke up.

Stretching his waist and opening the window, the fresh sea breeze was blowing slowly, Qin Shiou took two deep breaths, and felt relaxed and happy for a while.

Taking advantage of the good season of the rising sun, he walked around the fish farm for a while before returning to the small building to stew the fish soup.

After that, Qin Shiou washed the fruits, simply divided the cherry tomatoes and snake fruits in half, mixed with black grapes and blueberries, mixed them with salad and syrup, and a fruit salad came out.

The fish soup was just fragrant. Qin Shiou returned to the bedroom with the fruit bowl, turned on the TV, and tuned to the Newfoundland Classic Channel. There was a movie playing in the morning theater. He watched it. It was one of his favorite American dramas in college. Youth".

While watching a movie and eating salad, Qin Shiou was enjoying himself when the glass in the bedroom suddenly 'bang bang bang'.

He turned his head and was stunned to see a little squirrel standing outside the window curiously, hitting the glass lightly with its small head.

This squirrel is still small, only about the length of his middle finger, his eyes are dark and sharp, and his whole body is brown and red with small short hair. At this time, his hind legs are half-squatting, and his front legs are supporting the glass, almost sticking to the glass and looking in. Its big reddish brown tail whirled and fluttered as if it had a hairball tied to its butt.

Qin Shiou walked over, and the little squirrel jumped to a branch of the maple tree next to the window with a 'swish', then flexed its tail and nimbly drilled into a small tree hole, probing its small head and looking out smartly.

Seeing this, Qin Shiou laughed. It turned out that this was his neighbor. The little squirrel should have settled in this maple tree, and no accident. This should be the one that his sea god consciousness met in the reservoir last night. brat.

He opened the window, and went back to the bed to watch a movie with a fruit plate. After a while, a big fluffy tail swept over his head, he turned his head again, and saw the little squirrel squatting on the head of his bed with its paws up. Looking at him curiously.