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Chapter 55 Penglai Eight Immortals and Eight Treasures Turning Pavilion Enamel Music Clock (seeking a collection ticket)
"Aweng, you haven't painted for many days, and you've been sitting there fishing all day, but you haven't caught a single fish." A child about seven years old shouted from the pavilion.

The old man smiled, then stood up, put away the fishing rod, took the dustpan and said, "Okay, Ah Weng will paint now!"

The old man waded slowly across the stream and came to the pavilion on the other side.

The two children had already prepared the Four Treasures of the Study and were waiting for him to move in and start painting.

One of the older children asked the old man, "Ah Ong, what do you want to draw?"

The old man asked him back: "What do you want Ah Weng to draw?"

Unexpectedly, the younger child interrupted: "Aweng, Aweng, Jiuling wants Aweng to paint this mountain forest!"

The old man put down the dustpan, touched the child's head, nodded and said: "Okay, Ah Weng will listen to Jiuling and draw this mountain forest!"

The old man sat by the table and looked at the picture scroll in front of him. He closed his eyes and recalled every scene here.

From a distant view, the mountains here are stacked with barriers, and the mountains are facing each other, full of greenery.

Seen from the middle ground, the trees are thick and straight, and a small bridge is built between the mountain streams, and the gurgling water flows under the bridge.

As for the nearby ones, he is sitting cross-legged by the stream, fishing alone, with a leisurely expression, and his two children are watching from the window in the stilted building on the right side of the stream.

At this scene, the old man couldn't help but feel happy.

Such a paradise-like life is exactly what he wants.

So, with a wave of his pen, he began to paint with all his heart.

As for the two children, they watched quietly from the side.

Not long after, the old man stopped writing and looked at the work in front of him happily.

Immediately, he signed in the lower right corner of the picture: "Jiajing Renziqiu August dark day, Pengcheng money and grain system."

"Aon, Aon, let me see!"

"Aweng, Aweng, I want it too"

"Sir, sir."

Chu He was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he found a young man standing in front of him. He said awkwardly, "Sir, the time has come."

Only then did Chuhe realize that he had already watched for 20 seconds, so he was about to leave.

But he didn't expect Tan Xianlin to stop him: "Hey, little brother Chuhe."

Chu He turned around, looked at Tan Xianlin, and asked, "What's wrong? Master Tan."

"Brother Chuhe, don't you think there is something wrong with this picture?" Tan Xianlin said, pointing to the "Qiangu Green Landscape Picture" beside him.

It was only then that Chu He looked at the whole painting as a whole, and then he found that the framed material of this painting was old blue flower silk, and the edge of the silk was worn, and the brown flower silk was used to hug the ground pole because of the broken shaft.

Although the light on the stage was insufficient, Chuhe River could still see some old white mildew spots and water stains on the edge of the painting.

"This is a landscape painting that needs to be restored?" Chu He asked in doubt.

Tan Xianlin nodded: "Yes, if there is a buyer who wants to repair it at that time, I can recommend you, little brother, after all, you are the person invited by Master Xu."

"Vendor Tan, you're being polite. I'm just a college student who has never seen the world. For such a precious and famous painting, a more professional cultural relic restorer should do it." Chu He explained.

Tan Xianlin laughed loudly, "I always thought that most young people would be full of self-confidence, but you are different, blindly lowering your position, rare and rare."

Immediately, Chuhe stepped off the stage, returned to Xu Yiming's side and sat down.

Seeing that Chuhe was still a little excited, Xu Yiming asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, this landscape painting is indeed a rare treasure." Chu He and Xu Yiming said.

Xu Yiming said "Oh?", "Do you want it? I can buy it for you."

"No, no, no." Chuhe was a little surprised, and said three nos repeatedly, "This painting is very expensive, and it can't be bought at a casual price."

Xu Yiming nodded: "That's true, after all, it's a defective painting, it's not worth it."

"Did you see it?" Chu He was very surprised, because even if he was on the stage, if he didn't pay attention to the mold and flower silk beside him, he would be successfully disturbed by the light.

Xu Yiming shook his head, but he pointed to the lamp on the side stage and said: "Generally speaking, the first item in the auction is a defective product, and then the effect of the light is used to make it difficult for you to see it on the stage. , Then, after you take the picture, he will introduce a cultural relic restorer to the buyer. As for how to restore it, it is up to the buyer and the cultural relic restorer."

Xu Yiming was well aware of the unspoken rules of the auction, so he continued to ask, "Did Tan Xianlin tell you that he would recommend you to restore that landscape painting?"

"Yeah, it's true." Chuhe felt that Xu Yiming had predicted things like a god.

Soon, people who were interested in this landscape painting all went up to read it, and all gave very good comments.

"Okay, let's start the bidding for this "Green Landscape of Qian Valley"! The starting price is 100 million! Every time you raise a placard, an additional [-] will be added!" Tan Xianlin said.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone raised a sign.

Tan Xianlin immediately said: "Mr. No. 22 raises the placard, [-] million!"

"110 million!"

"150 million!."

".210 million! The third time! Any more!"

Tan Xianlin looked around, and after confirming that there was no more bidding, he tapped the hammer, looked at Old Songhe with a smile, and said, "Mr. Songhe, this painting is yours now."

With the support of the two men, Mr. Songhe walked up to the stage and received the landscape painting in person.

He muttered and said, "I will restore this painting myself, so there is no need for Mr. Tan to introduce it."

Tan Xianlin bowed his hands respectfully: "Mr. Songhe's restoration skills are well-known in the Jiangnan area. How dare I do the same thing?"

Chuhe looked at Xu Yiming at the side, and found that he was indeed not interested in this landscape painting, and he didn't even raise the sign once.

As for what he was waiting for, Chuhe couldn't figure it out.

Immediately afterwards, the auction items were presented one after another, and many people competed to bid.

And Chuhe's expression became more and more excited every time.

"Is this blue and white porcelain from the Tang Dynasty?"

"This is a painted bluestone Buddha."

"This is a natural wooden side seat with a screen for a banquet for thousands of seniors."

In Chu He's opinion, these auction items are all priceless treasures.

Seeing his joy, Xu Yiming said, "I've already told you, you won't be willing to leave when you come."

Chuhe also nodded, saying that tonight really opened his eyes.

Not long after, Tan Xianlin announced something.

"Next! This is the highlight of our auction tonight! Everyone, you must cheer up!"

Tan Xianlin's words finally made Xu Yiming, who had been calm all night, a little excited.

"Next, our town treasure tonight! Penglai Eight Immortals and Eight Treasures Turning Pavilion Enamel Music Clock in Qianlong, Qing Dynasty!"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience burst into an uproar.

"Is that Qianlong's music clock?"

"How would it appear here?"

"Damn it, if I knew I wouldn't have bought so many other things, I have no money now."

Of course, Chuhe knew what the musical clock in the Qing Dynasty represented, which meant that it would be a favorite product of the supreme ruler of that era.

At the beginning, when foreigners came to China to meet Qianlong, they would always pay tribute to some very exquisite artistic mechanical clocks and watches.

"Please enjoy this breathtakingly beautiful Penglai Eight Immortals and Eight Treasures Turning Pavilion Enamel Music Clock!"

As soon as the red cloth was opened, Chu He's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Where is the clock? This is art!
　Ask for collection, ask for tickets
　　
　
(End of this chapter)