Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Li Mo pointed to a picture of a horse that had not been put away and said, "Auntie, come and have a look."

"This seems to be Castiglione's famous painting "Ten Steeds and Dogs with Spotted Brocade". Xiao Mo, where did you find it? It seems to be really good."

"Mom, do you think this is an imitation?" Shi Yunli asked with a strange expression.

"What do you think, when I was sitting in the office, I once chatted with the curator and others about Castiglione and his masterpieces. Among them, the pictures of ten horses and dogs are collected in the Wandao Museum. This one of yours is naturally a copy."

"Auntie, have you seen the real painting of Ten Steeds and Dogs in Wandao's collection?"

"No, it's just a news report. At that time, the Wandao Museum only exhibited one of them, "Ten Horse Dogs and Cang Niu". How could they exhibit all of them at once?"

Li Mo laughed loudly, he had confidence in his heart. Rolling up the last picture of dogs, he smiled and said, "Maybe it's not that they don't want to show it, but they don't have all the pictures of ten dogs in their hands."

"Mom, your level can't be compared with brother's. Brother just said that these seven pictures are all authentic works of Castiglione. That is to say, there are at most three pictures in the collection of Wandao Museum."

Shi Yunli said softly, she didn't want to hit her mother, but really felt that Li Mo could break out of the earth.

"Xiao Mo, how much did you pay for the painting?" Grandma asked curiously.

"Two hundred and one piece, and I cut it down to 30% off, which is like giving it away for nothing."

"What free gift?" Shi Lao walked into the living room with his uncle, and saw the scrolled paintings on the table, "What famous paintings and famous posts did you find?"

"Seven real works of Lang Shining's picture of ten handsome dogs."

Shi Lao is not proficient in calligraphy and painting, so he didn't think much of it, but since his grandson Tao came back, it must be not easy, so he just asked casually: "This person's works are of high value?"

"Dad, if the most expensive painting by Castiglione Castiglione is put up for auction now, it will easily exceed 300 million yuan. As for the paintings in Xiaomo's hands, the auction price for any one of them will not be less than 50 million yuan."

The poet's daughter-in-law is the one who knows the most among the few, after all, she deals with all kinds of antiques every day. Shi Lao looked at the famous paintings worth hundreds of millions that were casually placed on the table. He seemed to have gotten used to this scene, and he didn't have much emotion: "Put it all away, and prepare for dinner."

"Dad, I'm happy today. Let's have a drink tonight? I brought back the good wine that was hidden in the office for a year. The last bottle in stock will be gone after drinking it." Shi Weiguo held a bottle in his hand. The wine was placed on the table, "Xiao Mo, it's a pity that you can't drink."

"Uncle, let me see what kind of good wine you brought back?"

Li Mo picked up the wine bottle and looked at it, then silently put it back and said casually: "What kind of good wine is this, it's only been in storage for ten years."

"It's just that you can't drink, boy, why do you still dislike this good wine?" Shi Weiguo was a little bit dumbfounded, he finally made up his mind to kill this bottle of good wine, but his nephew still hated it very much.

"Wait, I'll get you and grandpa two bottles of really good wine."

The thirty-nine bottles of nearly fifty-year-old wine were placed in the car, and within two minutes they walked back to the restaurant with two bottles in hand: "Grandpa, uncle, take a closer look."

Shilao picked it up and took a look, then hurriedly picked up another bottle and hugged it in his arms and said, "Weiguo, let's drink your bottle first at night."

"No, Dad, can you just let me take a look?"

"Don't worry about it, I will keep these two bottles of good wine for the old chief, and he also likes this little sip."

When the old chief was mentioned, Shi Weiguo suddenly lost his temper.

"Grandpa, I still have a lot of bottles in the car. Drink these two first. I'll leave a few bottles for the old man." Li Mo wrapped up all seven paintings and planned to go to school tomorrow to have a discussion with the professors. , seven paintings are in Manchu, he only translated one of them, and there are six that have not been translated yet.

"My dear grandson, how many bottles of this old wine do you have?"

"I bought thirty-nine bottles today, enough to drink for a long time."

Shi Yunli took a bottle from Shilao's arms and looked at the label on the bottle: "Brother, it's almost fifty years old, how much is this bottle?"

"Not expensive."

Li Mo walked into the bedroom reserved for himself with seven paintings in his hands.

"Dad, shall we open a bottle tonight?"

Mr. Shi nodded after hesitating in distress: "Just one bottle, let's have a drink. Xiaomo said it's not expensive, that's for him. I guess this bottle of old wine that has been collected for nearly 50 years will be expensive anyway." It’s worth more than 200,000, how can that kid get all kinds of good things, and there are so many of them.”

"Grandpa, brother has the eyes of a fairy, so it's normal to find so many good things."

The dishes were served on the table one by one, and Li Mo specially added two big dishes, one was fish head with braised sauce, and the other was spicy sausage.

"Brother, let's have some beer."

"Okay, I'll have a drink with you."

Shi Weiguo opened a bottle of old wine and poured out a glass. The thick wine seemed to be like the legendary nectar, and a strong but not pungent wine fragrance spread out.

"It's really good wine."

Old Shi smelled it, and he couldn't help picking up the wine glass and taking a sip of the wine, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"I really didn't expect that when I was old, I could still enjoy the blessings of my grandson."

"Grandpa, even though this wine is good, don't be greedy. It's good to have a drink to relax your muscles and activate your blood. It's good for cultivating your sentiment. After dinner, I'll take another ten bottles for you to drink slowly."

"Okay, I'll bring a few bottles to the old chief later. You can send a few bottles over to your grandpa Qin. By the way, when do you plan to get engaged to Si Rui?"

"Engaged?" Li Mo was at a loss when asked, "Grandpa, isn't this too fast?"

"You brat, your mother has already given the family heirloom to Si Rui. If you don't make a clear statement, I'm afraid the Qin family will have some objections. Is this going to work? It will be decided in advance on New Year's Day. You get married first , I will get married after graduating in a few years. If you nod, I will pull down this old face and ask the old chief to come forward to protect the media."

Li Mo was relieved of the dishes, and asked cautiously: "Grandpa, should I ask Si Rui what he thinks? Let's discuss this matter first and then give you an answer, okay?"

"Xiaomo, you can do whatever you want, don't listen to your grandpa." Grandma glared at grandpa dissatisfied, "Old man, there is nothing to worry about in Xiaomo's life. On the contrary, it is Xiaobin's place. Seventeen, and I don't want to settle his marriage sooner."

"Mom, I really can't blame Dad for being anxious about this matter. Now Xiaomo is so missed by others, you don't know, not to mention Dad and his group of retired old people, just people in my office come to me every now and then to ask if I can help Those who matchmaking want to introduce their daughters or relatives to Xiaomo."

Shi Weiguo couldn't help laughing when he thought of this: "It's not just my dad who is a little anxious, but the people in the Qin family are the ones who are most anxious. Hahaha, five old men have found Mr. Qin one after another, and they all want him to come forward mediator."

Li Mo was a little dazed when he heard that, so many things happened that he didn't know about.

"You don't even look at Xiaomo's current achievements. Although Xiang Yu's Treasure Museum is monitored by the state, the annual income is astonishing. Not to mention his own Guyunxuan Museum, which has returned many national treasures and tens of thousands of genuine porcelain. There are also dozens of boxes of gold and jewelry from Southeast Asia. I don’t need to list them one by one. A great professor who is well-aged. Who doesn't miss him after reading it, it smells very good."

"Aunt, hearing what you said, I feel like I've become a Tang monk, as if everyone wants to eat me."

Li Mo couldn't laugh or cry.

No wonder grandpa has been thinking about this matter, if that's the case, I'll contact Si Rui at night to hear her thoughts.