Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 415 Unexpected Harvest Ancient Painting Restorer

The British Museum is located in Russell Square, north of New Oxford Street, London, England. It is the oldest and most magnificent comprehensive museum in the world, as well as one of the largest and most famous museums in the world.

From the [-]th century to the middle of the [-]th century, the British Empire expanded to the world and plundered the cultures of other countries. A large number of precious cultural relics arrived in London. The number was so large that the British Museum could not hold it, so they had to be stored in various museums.

In the Oriental Pavilion, Ouyang Fei walked slowly, mixed in the crowd and looked at one collection after another. Nine out of ten people who visited the Oriental Pavilion were Chinese. Ouyang Fei could see the pride in the faces of most people. And with anger.

Of course, Ouyang Fei's feeling at the moment is the same as theirs. However, those ordinary tourists can only be angry, but Ouyang Fei can do something. In this regard, he is much better than them.

Ouyang Fei didn't stay long before those porcelain or jade wares, because these things were the least valuable in his eyes, he could get a lot of them at any time, and his eyes were mainly cast on those calligraphy and paintings.

Here, Ouyang Fei saw many Chinese national treasure-level calligraphy and paintings, including "Maolin Mountains" by Ju Ran, a representative of the Jiangnan School of Painting in the Five Dynasties, "Visiting Friends with a Qin" by Fan Kuan, one of the three famous landscape painters in the Northern Song Dynasty, and Painter Li Gonglin's "Hua Yan Disguised Phase Map" and so on.

These pictures are the goals of Ouyang Fei and the others, but they are only secondary goals. Their main goals "Yongle Dadian", "Green Landscape Picture" and "Black Bamboo Picture" were not exhibited at all.

In the end, Ouyang Fei stopped in front of a painting that was more than two meters long horizontally and twenty centimeters wide vertically.

Ouyang Fei stood in front of this painting for a long time, but finally heaved a heavy sigh.

"Why are you sighing?" An old female voice suddenly came from behind, speaking in Chinese.

Ouyang Fei turned around, but saw an old Chinese lady with a kind face and gray hair, who smiled and nodded at her, and said, "I'm sighing, but I can't see the real picture of female historians. I didn't expect that the museum would use fake ones." Come to the exhibition."

There was a sly smile in the old lady's eyes, and she said: "Why did you say that this picture is a fake, it is obviously the real thing."

Ouyang Fei shook his head with a broken smile, and said: "Grandma, don't lie to me. Although I don't read much, I also know that the real picture of the female history admonishment is drawn in twelve paragraphs, and now there are only 'Feng Yuan blocking the bear' to' The female historian Si Zhen dared to tell the concubine' these nine paragraphs."

"Due to the lack of knowledge in the UK and poor storage, it was even cut in half, and there was a phenomenon of slag."

"But the picture hanging here is also nine paragraphs, but it is a complete scroll, and the whole scroll is as perfect as new, so how can it be genuine?"

The old grandma shook her head and said firmly, "Grandma didn't lie to you, this is the real thing."

Ouyang Fei didn't want to waste too much time with the old lady, so he asked directly: "Then please tell me, old lady, why does this picture look like this?"

There was a look of pride on the old grandma's face, she raised her head slightly, and said, "Because it was repaired by me."

"Repair?" Ouyang Fei was startled, looked at the old lady with a hint of respect, and asked with a hint of respect: "Are you..."

The old lady looked at Ouyang Fei, showed a kind smile, and said, "My name is Qiu Jinxian, and I am a Chinese ancient painting restorer, but those people in China call me 'Ancient Painting Doctor'."

"I have been here for 30 years. During these 30 years, I have restored more than 200 ancient paintings, including more than 100 Dunhuang scrolls. One of the most proud things in my life is to restore this picture of a female historian. .”

Ouyang Fei looked at the old woman in surprise. He was an ancient painting restorer. This was a profession that required a very deep foundation in painting.

To restore ancient paintings, the restoration method should be determined according to the age, material and damage degree of the work, and it should be repaired with the same age and the same material as much as possible.

Moreover, it is necessary to fill in and complement colors according to the original warp and latitude of the scroll, and at the same time, it is necessary to have a very in-depth understanding of the techniques and styles of different dynasties of Chinese ancient paintings.

It can be said that a top painter may not be able to become a restorer of ancient paintings, but a restorer of ancient paintings must be a top painter.

"30 years? You...why is that? With your level of ability to restore even the portraits of female historians, if you draw a few paintings by yourself, they will definitely become handed down from generation to generation, right?"

"Alas..." Grandma Qiu Jinxian's expression darkened, she sighed deeply, and said, "Manpower is sometimes poor. How many masterpieces can I make in my life?"

"Besides, it will take at least a few hundred years for my paintings to become real treasures handed down from generation to generation, but there are hundreds of these ancient paintings. These are all treasures handed down from China!"

"These British guys don't know how to restore and maintain these ancient Chinese paintings. If these handed down treasures are not saved, they will rot into rubbish. If I restore one more, there will be one more treasure in the world."

"The ancient paintings I have restored will survive for hundreds of years. Although I am not angry about these treasures staying in other countries, what can I do?"

"I can only do my best to preserve these paintings. For hundreds of years, I believe that one day, these treasures will return to the embrace of the motherland."

After listening to the old lady Qiu Jinxian's words, Ouyang Fei was in awe of this selfless Huaxia old man. This is a kind of spirit, the Huaxia spirit, and this kind of spirit is worthy of the admiration of any Chinese.

Ouyang Fei bowed deeply to Grandma Qiu Jinxian, and said, "Thank you, Grandma, thank you for everything you have done for Huaxia."

After saying this, Ouyang Fei used his inner strength to gather his voice into a thread and passed it into the ears of Grandma Qiu Jinxian, "I promise you that in your lifetime, these treasures will definitely return to the embrace of the motherland."

Grandma Qiu Jinxian's expression changed, and the voice formed by converging voices into a line was quite different from the voice uttered by her mouth. She immediately heard the strangeness, and was surprised and happy in her heart. She stepped forward to help Ouyang Fei as if nothing had happened, and said : "Good boy, get up quickly."

After approaching Ouyang Fei, the old lady Qiu Jinxian said softly: "Little comrade, is there anything I can do to help?"

Ouyang Fei stood up, turned around and walked to the side as if nothing had happened. He gathered his voice again and said, "This is not a place to talk. Grandma left me an address. I will find you if necessary."

"Okay." Grandma Qiu Jinxian agreed, and then said in a normal voice: "Good boy, have you come to study in England?"

"No, I am an immigrant."

"Oh……"

When Ouyang Fei left, there was an extra note with an address in his pocket, and he drove back to the small town of Murfa.

(End of this chapter)