strictlysupreme Chapter 186: Qi Baishi also has an English signature?
Chapter 186: Qi Baishi also has an English signature?
"Boss, please come with us." Fang Shijie said respectfully and walked out with Chen Yang.
Several people came out of the stone chamber and sat in the side room. Fang Shijie said something to the man guarding outside, and several people took Ah Fu and walked out.
Only the Fang brothers and Chen Yang were left in the room.
Fang Shiyu carefully brought the tea. Chen Yang took a sip and stared at the two of them. Suddenly he said, "You two shouldn't have the surname Fang, right?"
"If I'm not mistaken, your last name should be Jane."
Pah, pah, two teacups fell to the ground at the same time. In an instant, a fierce murderous intent appeared in Fang Shiyu's eyes.
"Second brother, don't be rude." Fang Shijie shouted.
The next moment, he looked at Chen Yang warily and said, "Boss, what do you mean by this?"
"Haha, Nan Jian and Bei Zhang, one old and one young, are well-known figures in the antique world." Chen Yang said with a smile: "Originally I was not sure of your identities, but after seeing the Cold Food Postscript and Jia Sizhen's Shangyangtai Postscript..."
"I am almost certain that you two are the descendants of Jian Wenzhai, the great master of the southern antique world."
Fang Shijie's expression changed for a long time, and he sighed and said, "The boss is indeed not an ordinary person. He can actually deduce the identities of our brothers from a few calligraphy and paintings."
"We have been wandering around, killing people, setting fires, smuggling and trafficking drugs, and doing all kinds of evil. We really don't dare to bring disgrace to our ancestors."
"Since we followed the Fourth Master, we have changed our names. We should never mention our previous names again."
Chen Yang nodded slightly and said, "I have no intention of exploring the secrets between you two."
"However, I still want to say that what you have in your hands is the result of Mr. Jian's life's hard work."
"If I knew you had let these national treasures drift abroad, I would definitely throw you both into the Huangpu River to feed the fish."
"Don't worry, boss," Fang Shijie patted his chest loudly.
"We would rather die of hunger on the streets than do such a thing that would betray our roots."
"That's good." Chen Yang smiled and nodded. The sinister aura before seemed to be an illusion.
"Boss, let me ask you something." Fang Shiyu asked cautiously, "How could you recognize the painting of Master Jia Liu at a glance?"
"Master Jia Liu's craftsmanship is well-known in China. His skills are so good that they are indistinguishable from the real thing. Basically, no one can recognize it."
"Ha, this is not a secret," Chen Yang said with a smile, "My fourth uncle called my father Chen Laoqi, guess who this Laoliu is?"
Fang Shiyu was slightly stunned and asked in surprise: "Could it be Master Jia Liu?"
Isn't this nonsense? It's already so obvious.
As soon as the conversation between the few people ended, Ah Fu came back with a few men.
As soon as he came in, Ah Fu put down the two large boxes and complained, "Master, Master, you are too stingy."
"There are plenty of these copied scrolls in the Treasure House. You are using this to fool the boss."
"Well, that's not fooling around," Fang Shijie explained quickly, "Boss, please don't misunderstand me."
"We just got these two large boxes of paintings from a Spanish businessman."
"That guy came to Shanghai to do business a few months ago. He happened to encounter the peak of supplies and scraped together a batch of goods."
"As a result, after the line between Guangzhou and Shanghai was opened, the price of materials plummeted, and this guy lost all his money."
“We can’t even pay for the supplies we’re owed.”
"We searched his house thoroughly, and this is all we got."
"The brushwork of these paintings looks a bit immature, but from our point of view, they are still worth some money."
"Why don't you take a look?"
Chen Yang didn't care. He didn't plan to take the national treasure back anyway. He just wanted to hang a few decent paintings in the living room to liven up the scene.
When you open the box, what comes into view are stacks of painting scrolls.
However, these scrolls are strange.
They were not rolled up and put into a paper tube when collected like famous paintings.
Instead, they were spread out flat, stacked one by one into a thick pile.
Then simply tie them together with a few thin ropes. That way, it is easy to remind people of piles of various exam certificates or awards...
The top layer of the scroll had been unwrapped. Apparently Ah Fu had taken it out and looked at it, otherwise how would he know that what the Fang brothers gave him were inferior products.
"Oh, is it Qi Baishi?" Chen Yang picked one at random and opened the scroll. From the landscape painting style, Chen Yang could tell whose work it was imitated from at a glance.
However, when he saw the signature below, Chen Yang was stunned for a moment.
Ah Fu came up and said curiously: "How can this be Qi Baishi? Look, this is an English signature. Isn't it funny?"
"No, it's not English," Chen Yang swallowed his saliva and trembled, "This is Spanish."
"The person who signed it is Pablo Picasso."
"Picasso? How can there be such a strange name?" Ah Fu looked dazed.
At this moment, Chen Yang's heart seemed to be filled with huge waves.
Picasso copied Qi Baishi's paintings. These two should be two art masters who have nothing to do with each other.
In a trance, Chen Yang recalled an interesting story he had read in later generations.
I heard that in the 1950s and 1960s, when Zhang Daqian went to the Louvre in Europe to hold a personal exhibition, he visited Picasso three times, but was not received each time.
But Zhang Daqian was determined to achieve his goal and finally met him.
The two talked about art, and Picasso took out five picture albums and said to Zhang Daqian: "I dare not go to your China, because there is a Qi Baishi in China."
And the works he showed were not his own paintings, but his imitations of Qi Baishi's works...
It turns out that the rumor is true. If this authentic work of Picasso were sold in the future, it would be worth a fortune.
"I want all these paintings." Chen Yang said this almost tremblingly.
The Fang brothers did not refuse.
In their opinion, even if it was an authentic work of Qi Baishi, if Chen Yang said so, the two of them would hand it over without hesitation.
What's more, it's just a bunch of copied paintings.
After packing all the paintings and putting them in the trunk, Chen Yang gave everyone a few instructions. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Gao Tianjiu rushing over.
"Boss, it's great to see you."
"Laojiu, what's wrong with you? Why are you so anxious?"
Gao Tianjiu pulled Chen Yang aside and said, "Boss, can you get some German goods recently?"
"Boss Hu came to us several times. He wanted a batch of arms to be sent to Henan Province."
Hu Yunqing?
The Boss Hu that Gao Tianjiu was talking about was naturally Mr. Kezhi.
Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't rush to refuse. I'll find that German guy and I'll give you a definite answer tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
[Yesterday, there were more than 300 gifts. As promised, there will be three updates. Thank you all for your support. ]