Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

  Chapter 32

  After separating from Luliang, Li Mo strolled along the Bund by himself, and he didn't take a taxi home until the sun went down.

   Cooked a bowl of instant noodles with grass prawns, dried scallops, diced beef and a poached egg, and put a little less salt in it. It is really delicious to drink a sip of soup.

   Before I finished eating the noodles, a text message came in while chatting on my mobile phone. It was five pictures from Lu Liang. I guess they were taken in a hurry. The angles of the pictures were all oblique, and the focus was not clear enough.

  Li Mo flipped through it, and found that the five copies were all pictures of flowers and birds, and the seals were not clear, but the inscriptions could still be distinguished roughly. He zoomed in on part of one of the pair, which is a series of inscriptions.

   "I will never worship the king!"

  Li Mo identified it for a while, but felt that it didn’t look like it. This is a cursive script, and he should have misidentified it. It is impossible to hang five paintings of ordinary people in a mansion worth 70 to 80 million yuan, and they are all made by the same person.

He dialed Master's phone, and a loud laugh came from inside: "If you don't call me, I'm going to contact you too. What's the matter with that boss Xu of the Palace Journal? He comes here every day to ask you. I can't recognize you as my son-in-law."

   "Hey, don't mention those messy things. Master, I have something to ask you. Is there a famous painter in history who stamped the four characters that look like "born or not worshiping the emperor"?"

"Do you want to worship the king?" Liu Chuanqing on the other side of the phone thought for a while before saying, "Calligraphy and painting are not my strong point, and I have never heard of this type of inscription. I will ask you later. Xiaomo, are you right?" What kind of calligraphy and painting did you find?"

   "No, I just saw a few photos. Master, don't ask, lest some people wonder if I picked up a big leak."

   "Okay, then hang up, I'm eating now."

  Li Mo sat on a chair and pondered for a while, then dug out Qin Sirui's number, and tried to send a text message there.

   "Old Master Qin is a great collector of calligraphy and painting. If it is convenient, I would like to ask him a question."

  After waiting for about five or six minutes, Qin Sirui sent a series of numbers, and also noted that this is a private mobile phone, so don't spread it outside.

"Thanks."

  Li Mo saved the number first and then dialed it. Soon the phone was connected, and Mr. Qin's voice came: "Hello, who is it?"

   "Hi, old man, I'm Li Mo."

   "Haha, it turned out to be Xiaoyou Li. You must have known my number from Si Rui, right? You young people should keep in touch when you have time, chat and have a good time."

   "The old man is wise, don't I have something urgent to ask you?"

   "You are known as the golden eye, and you can still ask me, an old man, if you have anything to do. But Li Xiaoyou, you left without saying goodbye last time, and I have a big opinion on you. I still keep the Su Shi Tibetan inkstone, and I promised to give it to you."

   "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your kindness. Su Shi's Tibetan Inkstone is still an orphan at present. It has a high collection value and is also very meaningful. The boy has no virtue and incompetence. How dare he accept the old man's kindness."

   "I said earlier that in the field of antique collection, masters are teachers, and age has nothing to do with it, but I'm curious what happened to you?"

"When I met a painting, the seal was a bit blurry, but the handwriting was clear, and the vertical lines looked a bit like the four characters of "I am not born to worship the king", or it may have other meanings. I just asked the old man if he had encountered such calligraphy and painting. ?”

"Little friend, are you sure that this book looks like the four characters of "worshiping the king?" The most important one is Huaniao. You may not have heard of this person, but his elder brother is well-known."

   "Which master is it?"

   "Bada Shanren."

  As soon as Li Mo heard it, he recalled the information about Bada Shanren he had read. He is the ninth grandson of Zhu Quan, the seventeenth son of Emperor Taizu of Ming Dynasty. The title Bada Shanren was used in his later years.

"Little friend, compared with his brother Bada Shanren, Niu Shihui is surprisingly similar in terms of painting style and style. Many people may be confused if they only look at the pictures. Nowadays, Bada Shanren's works are very popular in the market. I I remember that seven or eight years ago, at a special calligraphy and painting auction in Shanghai, one of his works was sold for a high price of over 100 million yuan. Even the paintings of his younger brother Niu Shihui have risen in recent years. I guess a painting now costs two or three Never."

   "Elder Qin also participated in that auction?"

"Haha, I was aiming at Bada Shanren's painting at the time, but I met a fierce man. That man is a well-known financial crocodile in the devil's capital. Although he retreated behind the scenes, he really has no strength. The memory is still fresh, that person not only took pictures of Bada Shanren's paintings, but also took pictures of five paintings by Niu Shihui in one go, and his financial strength is astonishing."

   Li Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "Old Qin, do you still remember the name of that man?"

"I did inquire after the auction. The person's surname is Shi, the teacher's teacher, I forgot what it was called. My friend, have you come across Niu Shihui's original work?" Old Master Qin raised his voice a little, "I have always loved calligraphy and painting. Yes, if you have a chance to meet, don't forget me."

   "I haven't written my horoscope yet, isn't this just asking you for advice?"

   "Haha, it seems that I'm not too old to be useless. I'll keep that Su Shi Tibetan inkstone for you first, and you must come to me next time you come to Kyoto."

   "Don't worry, I'm still thinking about your other collections. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance last time."

   "It's a deal."

  Li Mo hung up the phone, looked at the five photos for a while, and then sent a text message to Lu Liang.

   "Brother Lu, what's the owner's last name?"

   It took a long time for Lu Liang to reply: I will ask the supervisor, the owner of the house is a teacher, the teacher who gave the teacher list.

  The information is correct.

   Li Mo stood up abruptly, walking around in the living room. If the five paintings hanging in the study were all authentic works by Niu Shihui, they would be worth over 100 million in themselves, and no one noticed that they hung there so openly.

   Or maybe those are fakes.

   The guess of counterfeit should be more in line with the actual situation.

   Li Mo thought of sitting down here again, patting his right cheek, really stupid, I'll check again tomorrow. Aside from the calligraphy and paintings of "I will not worship the king", just a room of rosewood furniture and the special price of the luxury house are worth buying.

  The house I live in now is very old, and I have the ability to improve the life of my family, so I decided to buy that house.

   "Brother Lu, I will look for you tomorrow, and send me the address of your work place."

"You don't go to school? Well, the place where I work is close to the place where we met today, and I will send you a location later. Also, I just received a notice from the company that the owner of the luxury house has dropped more than three million yuan, and the price is seven thousand." 10,000, and all taxes and fees are contracted. And the homeowner also gave an extra 500,000 rewards to the individual intermediaries. The real estate agents who received the notice were crazy. My girlfriend and I went out to distribute leaflets after dinner. Pie off."

   Li Mo then dialed Zhu Mingcheng's phone number, and the call was answered quickly, and the tone was very respectful.

   "Good evening, Mr. Li."

   "Lawyer Zhu, there will be a 70 million house transfer transaction tomorrow, which requires your professional ability."

   "I'm going to Shanghai tonight, and we can meet tomorrow morning."

"good."

   What a dedicated lawyer! Li Mo hung up the phone and went to his parents' room to find the household registration book. Everyone outside was crazy about this luxury house. Since he decided to buy it, he should go there early to avoid being snatched by those local tyrants and predators.

In a mid-range neighborhood in Kyoto, Lawyer Zhu's home is here. The food on the table is still steaming. He finished digging in two or three mouthfuls and said, "Honey, pack my luggage for me. I'm booking the latest ticket now." Rush to the magic capital."

   "Is it the business of the patron?"

   "Well, don't ask so many questions, that person is not an ordinary person, this business has paid at least 200,000 yuan."

   "It's a good sign that your law firm has received such a large amount of business just after it opened. You have another bowl of rice, and I'll go pack your luggage."

   "In the past few days, I found that Cai Cai is a bit strange. My daughter is now in adolescence, a rebellious period. Don't fall in love early. As a mother, you should pay more attention."

Mrs. Zhu quickly packed her suitcase and dragged it out, saying: "That child is thoughtful, I will pay attention to it. Your career has just started, so don't worry about family affairs. I will talk to my parents later and listen to them. What is a good way to teach."

  (end of this chapter)