The Pentium Era - South to North

There is almost nothing to check in the large container. When you open it, you will find that the paintings inside are different from those in the small container. They are no longer packed in wooden boxes, but are packed in layers of kraft paper, and then stacked in piles. In the container, Zhang Chen and Xiao Shu took out two pictures at random, removed the wrapping paper outside, and looked at them, feeling a little surprised.

They saw that one of the two paintings was painted by a Thai painter, and the other seemed to be the work of a Vietnamese painter. To their surprise, the quality was quite good.

Xiaoshu said: "I haven't heard of any decent painters in these two countries."

Zhang Chen sighed and said: "I'm afraid even someone as cool as Lin Fengmian will be buried in these countries. I don't see people handling their works like this. However, twenty years ago, our domestic oil painters , the fate is not much better than theirs, I am afraid it will be even worse than theirs, a package of chicken cakes can be exchanged for two oil paintings, what I say is true."

Xiaoshu nodded: "I know, my mentors and others have experienced it."

The paintings in this container were very old, looked dull, and had not been cleaned. The rough estimate was that there were more than 2,000 paintings. Zhang Chen said that he didn’t want to look at it anymore, so he might as well take it to our warehouse later. , and then sort them out one by one.

Xiaoshu said yes.

The two people came out of the container, closed the door again, and walked to the small container.

Lao Ren called two workers over and took out more than a dozen paintings from a wooden box. Zhang Chen took a look and found that all the paintings in this part had been cleaned and repaired, even the peeling oil paint. , have also been filled in, and the cracked parts of the picture have also been reinforced with isinglass.

It seemed that Clément was quite serious and responsible in his work. However, Zhang Chen thought that it might be that they knew that the paintings of Chinese oil painters were now easy to sell, so they had already hired someone to repair them in advance to try to get a good price.

When I asked, it turned out to be true.

Zhang Chen looked at the things that had been opened and saw that they were all authentic. They were all included in the photo album. Zhang Chen told the two workers that there was no need to open them and asked them to put the opened ones back into the wooden box. Help me count, can one hundred and eighty-one boxes be enough? The other people looked at Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen said:

"That's right. Since they have been cleaned and repaired, they can be put directly into the warehouse of our art museum. This way, they will be safer during transportation and will not be knocked off."

Zhao Xin nodded and said, that makes sense.

Zhang Chen asked Xiaofang to transfer 5.8 million euros to Clément from their overseas account.

Zhang Chen discussed with the driver of the small container truck and asked him to go directly to Hangzhou. He also told Zhao Xin and Yao Fen that you two should follow the car back. Xiaoshu and I are here to collect the paintings of that container. Sort it out.

Yao Fen said: "With such a large quantity, how can you two make it in time? I will stay here to help."

Zhang Chen hesitated. It would be great if Yao Fen could stay and help, but he was worried that it would not be very safe for a girl like Zhao Xin to escort the car. Lao Ren saw what Zhang Chen was worried about, and he said, I will send one here The security guard will escort the car to Hangzhou with Director Zhao, and then follow the car back.

Zhang Chen thought this was good, and he said yes, let’s arrange it this way.

Clement's sister told them that the money had arrived, which meant that the money was settled and the two containers of paintings belonged to Zhang Chen.

Clement and Zhang Chen shook hands one by one. The four of them said goodbye and left in a car.

Zhang Chen asked the small container truck to go and the large container truck to their own warehouse. Zhang Chen asked Lao Ren to arrange for people to unload the goods into the warehouse first and lay them out. When unloading the goods, be gentle. Lao Ren said yes, I Stare at the scene.

Lao Ren climbed into the cab of the large container truck, directed the driver, and drove away.

The camera was filming the big scene in the entire reservoir area. After he finished filming, Zhang Chen asked Liu Qing:

"Are you going to Hangzhou with us, or are you here?"

Liu Qing smiled and said: "We will follow you."

Zhang Chen said yes, the part of the painting we compiled can also be photographed and used as material. I already have several topics in my mind.

Liu Qing smiled and said, OK.

Zhang Chen asked Xiaofang and Liu Yun to go back to the company and tell them that we will start working right away. It will definitely be very late today. Then we will find a hotel in Songjiang to stay and we will continue working tomorrow.

Liu Yun said: "Why, do you use people to face the front instead of people to the back? We will kick people out when they are used up? Can't we be here to see how you work?"

Xiaofang said: "We can also help."

Zhang Chen said with a smile: "What's so beautiful about it? It's very dirty. Just take a painting apart and register it. Those that can be cleaned should be cleaned first. Those that cannot be cleaned directly need to be reinforced with isinglass first and shipped back." No matter how slowly the city is cleaned and repaired, it will be a boring job and there is nothing to see."

"We are not afraid of being boring." Liu Yun asked with a smile, "Besides, if the signature is in French, can you understand it? You don't need me and Liu Qing."

Liu Qing said, I agree.

Zhang Chen waved his hands repeatedly: "Okay, I haven't thought about this. Then everyone will stay and let's go to the warehouse."

Everyone got in the car and the two cars drove to their warehouse, where Lao Ren was directing the workers to unload the goods. They walked into the warehouse and saw a layer of wooden pallets on the epoxy floor paint floor of the warehouse. The workers They stacked the goods unloaded from the container trucks on the pallets. Lao Ren kept telling the workers not to stack them too high, but to put them loosely.

In the warehouse, Lao Ren had moved a ping-pong table from somewhere. This was for Zhang Chen and the others to work on. On the ping-pong table, there were water, watering cans, baby soap, alcohol, and bottles of different sizes. Brushes and rags, cotton swabs, bottles of gelatin, and a circle of chairs beside the ping-pong table.

A little further on, there is a large empty wooden pallet, which is intended to be used to place the cleaned works.

Lao Ren asked Zhang Chen: "What else do you need? I'll ask someone to find it. We have everything in the reservoir area except arms and drugs."

Zhang Chen thought for a while and said, "Please help me find lithopone, turpentine, oil paints, scrapers, and oil brushes of various specifications. By the way, there is also a palette. I will see what can be repaired directly later." Just fix it."

Lao Ren agreed, and he called a worker over and asked him to remember these things and go look for them in the warehouse of the company that sells cultural supplies.

Zhang Chen told the worker that he might have to go to the paint warehouse to find Lithopone.

Xiaoshu and Yao Fen had already started working. Liu Qing led the camera and was taking pictures around them. Zhang Chen stood there and watched the workers unloading the goods. After unloading, they brought in piles of goods without even frames. , a piece of canvas or oil painting paper directly, with a piece of newspaper separated on top, and a painting placed on it.

Zhang Chen shook his head. The things were really complicated. It looked like the Clément siblings had really emptied their great-grandfather's entire castle into this container.

"Brother-in-law, come here and take a look!" Xiaoshu shouted.

Zhang Chen hurried over, Xiao Shu and Yao Fen were standing there, staring at a painting on the table tennis table. Zhang Chen walked to the edge and was also surprised, blurting out: "No way. "

"Even if it's an imitation, it's too similar and awesome." Xiaoshu said.

Zhang Chen lay down and looked at the signature carefully, then straightened up and stared at the painting. After looking at it for a while, Zhang Chen shook his head:

"They are either imitations or authentic works. The works of Picasso's blue period are not as distinctive as the later Cubist period, so they are mixed in this large number of works and have not been discovered."

Xiaoshu became excited: "I think it's an authentic work. If that's the case..."

Zhang Chen smiled slightly: "This painting is worth tens of millions of dollars, and it will be the only authentic work of Picasso owned by domestic art museums. It is also a newly discovered work by Picasso, which will shock the world's art world. "

When other people heard Zhang Chen's words, they all became excited. Liu Qing quickly called for the camera to come over and take pictures.

Zhang Chen thought for a while and said to Xiaoshu and Yao Fen: "Don't organize it yet. First, open all the paintings and check them. I feel that this is not the only one. That pair of siblings are so ignorant." .”

Xiaoshu and Yao Fen quickly agreed, and Xiaofang and Liu Yun also took utility knives and helped to remove the kraft paper wrapped outside.

A group of people excitedly took apart the paintings until about nine o'clock in the evening. They even forgot to eat dinner. Then they finished taking apart all the paintings. On the table tennis table, there were dozens of paintings. Zhang Chen and Xiao Shu and Yao Fen looked at each other, they were all frightened.

As a result of the demolition, two more works from Picasso's blue period, one from the pink period, four works by Miro, two works by Paul Klee, one work by Dali, and three works by Pissarro were discovered. There are also two landscape paintings and two works by Rousseau. Zhang Chen is not sure, but they should be works by Braque. The largest number is by Matisse, with seven works.

Zhang Chen, Liu Yun and Xiaofang explained one by one whose work this is and what its status is in the history of world art. Liu Yun and Xiaofang were also stunned for a while. Xiaofang asked:

"How will those two siblings react if they find out?"

"Probably even wanting to die." Xiaoshu smiled.

"That's useless. There is no regret medicine in this world." Liu Yun said.

"I'm thinking, if this is the case, our oil painting gallery..." Yao Fen said.

"Then the impact will not be domestic, but global. Scholars who study Matisse, Picasso and Miró will regard our place as their must-visit place."

As Zhang Chen was talking, he remembered that these paintings were not worth much at the time of Clément's great-grandfather and his friends. This rich kid must have bought them because he liked them so much. The piles of paintings were mixed together, and maybe even he himself forgot to buy these paintings later.

The most important thing is that there are too many paintings in the castle, and most of them are piled up in piles like this, so the works of these masters are also buried inside.

Zhang Chen looked at his watch and said, "Let's go have dinner. It looks like we need more security here."

"No, no, I want to put all these paintings on the car." Xiaoshu said.

"I think we should all move to Xiaofang's house." Liu Yun said, "Let's go back to the city to eat. We can continue here tomorrow."

When Zhang Chen heard what Liu Yun said made sense, these works were really too precious. If they were left here, he might worry about them while lying in bed at night.

Zhang Chen agreed, we will move the car up and then return to the city.

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