Chapter 164 Liar! Get out!

Anyone who knows traditional Chinese painting knows that rice paper is divided into three types: raw Rice paper, cut into three!

The first layer of this painting was copied by Master Qi, while the second and third layers were the originals of "The Picture of the King Sending His Son to Heaven"!

This is because Master Qi lived in a relatively turbulent era. He was afraid that the painting would be robbed or destroyed, which would ruin the national treasure, so he adopted this method to preserve it.

In the last life, when the secret of this painting was discovered, it almost shocked the world!

What's even more amazing is that there is a collector who is holding the third layer of "The Picture of the King Sending His Son", which is also the layer with the richest ink.

In order to restore the three floors, the collector spent an astronomical amount of money to buy back the two floors in this picture, and thus perfectly restored the "Picture of the King Sending His Son".

Chen Mo clearly remembers that the "Picture of Delivering a Son to the Heavenly King" by the saint Wu Daozi was auctioned for a sky-high price of 500 million!

On the one hand, it is because this is the authentic work of the painting saint, and on the other hand, it is also because of the story of three in one.

But later, this "Picture of the King Sending His Son" was stolen in the Great Xia Kingdom, and when it reappeared, it was in the National Museum of the Sakura Kingdom.

And the painter on the third floor of the collection is exactly what Chen Mo is looking for this time—Gao Mingyuan, the head of the Provincial Land Department!

Gao Mingyuan's home is very close, in the most prosperous location of the provincial capital.

It's only half an hour's ride away.

After Chen Mo said goodbye to Xiong Zhiwen, he drove here by himself.

However, the Gao family is heavily guarded and entry must be confirmed by the owner in person.

Chen Mo had no choice but to tell the guard that he knew Gao Mingyuan. If he didn't believe him, he could call to verify.

The guard picked up the walkie-talkie and asked a few questions, then handed the microphone to Chen Mo:

"Mr. Gao said he doesn't know you. You can tell him yourself."

Chen Mo answered the phone, and the voice of an energetic middle-aged man came out:

"Which one?"

"Hello, Gao Si, my name is Chen Mo. I have a famous painting that I want to sell to you. I believe you will be interested." Chen Mo said.

"Oh? Tell me, whose painting is it?"

As expected, Gao Mingyu, a painting geek, was intrigued by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo smiled mysteriously and said: "It's a copy of "The Picture of the Chariot", but it was also painted by a well-known artist. As for who it is, you will know it when you meet it."

"The Picture of the Walking Chariot" is one of the masterpieces of the Tang Dynasty painter Yan Liben. It is one of the ten famous paintings handed down from generation to generation in the Great Xia Dynasty. It is a peerless treasure comparable to the "Picture of the Heavenly King Sending His Son"!

Now "The Picture of the Chariot" has been donated to the National Museum, and no amount of money can buy it.

However, it is rare to see the "Building Chariot Picture" copied by a famous artist.

Later, Chen Mo entered the high-priced villa.

The nanny led Chen Mo through the long corridor, which was filled with exquisite paintings from various dynasties. The paintings in this gallery alone are probably worth hundreds of millions.

After entering the house, Chen Mo saw a middle-aged man with elegant temperament standing in front of the desk in the living room, writing in a hurry.

There are very few modern appliances in his villa, and most of them are antiques, which shows his love for antiques.

"Mr. Gao, the painting seller at the door is here." The nanny reminded.

Gao Mingyuan raised his head and glanced at Chen Mo, then put down his pen and said:

"I wonder which famous artist copied your "Moving Chariot Picture"?

Don't worry, as long as the painting satisfies me, the price is not an issue! "

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "Mr. Gao, I'm sorry, what I want to sell you is not "The Picture of the Chariot" but the "Picture of the Heavenly King Sending His Son to Heaven" by the painter Wu Daozi."

""Picture of Giving a Child to the Heavenly King"?"

Gao Mingyuan frowned slightly: "Which famous artist copied it?"

"It's not a copy of the work, it's the original work." Chen Mo grinned.

"Authentic?"

Gao Mingyuan suddenly became pale: "Then did you know that I have an authentic copy of the "Picture of Delivering a Child to the Heavenly King" in my hand?"

"of course I know.

However, the one in your hand is..."

Before Chen Mo could finish his words, Gao Mingyuan stood up and shouted angrily:

"Come on! Throw this person out!!!"

"You want to lie to me again? Do you think I, Gao Mingyuan, have been taken advantage of?"

After saying this, two big men immediately walked in and dragged Chen Mo out.

"Hey, hey, hey...Mr. Gao, please listen to what I have to say...I...hey, my pants fell off, don't catch me, I can walk on my own, right?"

Chen Mo couldn't laugh or cry. Gao Mingyuan looked elegant and easy-going on the surface, but he didn't expect that he had such a bad temper. He drove him away without even giving him a chance to speak.

But Chen Mo can understand it.

I have an authentic work in my hand, and you came here to sell me an authentic work...

Doesn't this treat me as an idiot?

In addition, Chen Mo got in by lying.

Putting these points together, Gao Mingyuan directly concluded that Chen Mo was a liar.

"Ouch!"

With a scream.

Chen Mo, wearing only his underpants, was left outside the door.

Even the original copy of "The Picture of the King Sending His Son to Heaven" was thrown on the ground like garbage.

Chen Mo picked up the scroll and checked it. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the painting was fine.

Looking up at the high-priced villa with its door closed, Chen Mo smiled bitterly. The leader of the Land Department was really difficult to deal with.

After thinking about it, he didn't dare to knock on the door again.

At this moment, Gao Mingyuan was furious. What if he burned his paintings if he was provoked again?

It seems that the saying that you can’t eat stinky tofu in a hurry is true.

Chen Mo, who was slightly disappointed, could only drive home and stay there, preparing to come back the next day.

What he was holding in his hand was a genuine one, and Chen Mo still couldn’t believe that he couldn’t succeed!

Early the next morning, Chen Mo had just walked to the door of the villa. The bodyguard who threw Chen Mo out yesterday was scolding the security guards at the door:

"Just yesterday, you actually let a liar into the Gao family villa!

Do you know where this place is? Do you know how many valuable things are in here?

Do you know that the people living here are all dignitaries? "

"Whether the items here are lost or the people here are out of safety, even ten lives of yours are not enough to lose!!!"

"The Gao family gives you a salary three times the market price, not just to make a living!!! Do you understand?!"

A group of security guards were shaken by the training.

Of course they know how awesome the people living in the Gao family villa are!

Thinking about it, they were frightened for a while when they let Chen Mo in yesterday.

If they really lost something valuable or hurt someone, how would they compensate? I can’t even afford to lose my life!

At this time, a security guard saw Chen Mo and immediately shouted angrily:

"Damn liar! How dare you come here?! Are you looking for death?"

Chen Mo immediately bowed apologetically, and then said to the bodyguard captain:

"Brother, please tell Gao Si that I am really not a liar. The "Picture of the King of Delivering Children" in his hand and in my hand are both authentic.

Just let me meet you and I can prove it! "

The bodyguard captain curled his lips and looked at Chen Mo with contempt:

“Okay, okay!

What kind of status is our Mr. Gao? If he says you are a liar, you are definitely a liar!

I'm warning you, if you dare to come again, this time it won't be just a pair of pants!

See the crooked-neck tree over there?

Do you believe that I will have your whole body stripped off and hung on a tree with a crooked neck for passers-by to admire? ! "

After saying that, several strong men gathered around and grabbed Chen Mo's wrists and necks.

"I believe it! I believe it!"

Chen Mo quickly waved his hand and retreated tactically.

It's too much for him to handle such a big man!

After leaving, Chen Mo walked around the villa.

Except for the artificial lake, which he could hope to swim into, the walls elsewhere were too high and vicious dogs were kept inside.

But what about swimming in and painting?

And even if he goes in, there is a high probability that he will be entertained by those big men.

This made Chen Mo feel extremely uncomfortable.

Since my rebirth, this is the first time I have seen such a difficult person!

The key is that he didn't pretend to be a ghost this time, he still told the truth!

When Chen Mo was thinking about whether to go back to Xiong Zhiwen for help, a voice sounded beside Chen Mo:

"Mr. Chen? Why are you here?"

Chen Mo turned around and looked.

He discovered that the person he was talking to was none other than Mr. Cheng Wanlicheng, a leader in the antique world.

Chen Mo sighed and said, "We ran into some trouble with business matters."

"Are you looking for Gao Si? If so, I can help you introduce him." Cheng Wanli said.

Yesterday, Chen Mo's golden cat that presented the king was donated to the Daxia National Museum for free. Cheng Wanli was extremely grateful to Chen Mo, so he was still willing to help with this small favor.