After calming down his excitement, Zhang Jing looked at Candela again. She looked very confident.
"What did you bring?" Zhang Jing asked the woman.
Candela did not come alone, "My assistant is outside, please allow him to come in."
Zhang Jing nodded.
After a while, Leya invited the African assistant brought by Candela into the living room.
Noticing the box of high-strength and lightweight new materials brought by the African-American assistant, Zhang Jing's heart almost burst when he saw the metal items inside the box because the box was not metal, and his expression barely remained calm.
Metal visibility is very useful, but if the box is made of pure metal, the metal inside cannot be seen; but in practical applications, this limitation is not great, because as long as there is a small gap that allows air to circulate, the metal items inside can be seen.
So far, the limitations of gold fingers have only been encountered once during the search for pirate gold on Adak Island. The gold hidden in the well-sealed milk can cannot be seen.
"In exchange for your oil painting," Candela took the box from his assistant and partner and gently laid it flat on the coffee table, "I searched specifically for and bought this antique. You will definitely not be able to refuse it."
Kandela's tone was very positive, and Zhang Jing was indeed very excited. ..
As the woman opened the box, a red copper animal head was quietly placed inside. It was one of the twelve animal heads - Weiyang!
Having known the content in advance and seeing it with my own eyes, I was still excited. My heart skipped a beat. Just like Candela said, Zhang Jing's heart was moved.
"Where did it come from?" Zhang Jing's mouth felt a little dry and astringent.
Candela saw Zhang Jing's expression in her eyes. As she expected, someone could no longer walk. She introduced: "It was collected by a friend of my father's and has been kept in the basement. It was also a chance for me. You know, I paid a lot to get it."
"How do you know that my heart will definitely be moved?" Zhang Jing asked Candela.
"I like Cézanne's oil paintings so much," Candela said frankly. "For it, I am willing to spend time getting to know you."
Zhang Jing nodded to express his understanding, just as he was willing to spend time and money to find the scepter in order to obtain the treasure map of Alfonso XIII.
"Si Snake, You Rooster, and Xu Dog," Zhang Jing asked Candela with great hope, "Do you know where these three animal heads are?"
"I know Xugou," Candela chatted, "I don't know about the others."
"Where is it?" Zhang Jing's heart has jumped into his throat. This is a complete surprise. He didn't expect Candela to know a lot.
"The Xugo beast head is in the hands of a descendant of the Dragon Nation," Candela apologized, "As long as you agree to exchange, I will tell that person's name immediately."
Zhang Jing looked at the butler waiting nearby and ordered, "Call Xu Hongze and ask him to come over."
Leya responded and turned around to make a phone call.
A funny scene happened. Zhang Jing and Candela were both like dogs. One was tied in front of the oil painting, and the other was tied in front of the animal head. They couldn't move, and they circled around the animal head and the oil painting.
Zhang Jing felt like he was getting blood, his heart kept beating at a high speed, and he looked at the sheep and animal head in front of him. It has a deep color on the outside and a polished interior. It has been rust-free for hundreds of years. It is very beautiful and amazing. I really like it!
Xu Zehong didn't know that he was going to identify the sheep, so he started from the cowshed and drove for half an hour to the third villa.
Xu Zehong is in his sixties. He walks slowly because he doesn't exercise much. But when he saw the Weiyang head, he actually ran out of the speed of the Flash and appeared in front of the Weiyang head in one second.
Excitedly, he put on white gloves and gently stroked the Weiyang animal head as if he was having a Parkinson's attack. He asked Zhang Jing in a trembling voice, "Where did it come from?"
"One of the twelve animal heads brought by Miss Candela," Zhang Jing said after calming down his excitement: "She wants to exchange with me "Outside the Window", one of the series of still life paintings by Cézanne. Please sign the contract for the beast. Authenticity."
Xu Zehong responded and started the identification work.
Without disturbing Xu Zehong, Zhang Jing walked up to Candela and said, "If it is true, I can't refuse the deal. Let's talk about the exchange."
"This is what I want to talk about," Candela introduced. "I have already researched the prices before coming here. Rat heads and rabbit heads are the best.
The last auction price was 31.49 million euros; the last auction of Cezanne's work was "The Glade", with a price of 41.6885 million yuan. "
"Taking into account exchange rate changes and the possibility of appreciation," Candela looked into Zhang Jing's eyes and said, "The Weiyang animal head is valued at 19 million yuan, and the oil painting "Outside the Window" is valued at 48 million yuan. Do you agree?"
After some thought, Zhang nodded and concluded that Candela's price was fair.
"Okay," Candela said in a good mood, "The animal heads and oil paintings are exchanged for each other. I will pay you an additional 29 million yuan. Is the deal concluded?"
As he spoke, Candela reached forward.
Looking at the white and tender palm stretched out by the woman, Zhang Jing did not take it. He had his own idea, "You know the whereabouts of the Xugo animal head. Give them to me together. I will exchange them for oil paintings without any extra money."
"???"
Candela's brows knitted together, "I considered handing the two beast heads to you, but that Dragonborn is difficult to deal with. I've already tried it, but was directly rejected."
Sure enough, if even the daughter of the founder of Second Software couldn't handle it, let alone Zhang Jing himself, it would be even more impossible.
"Can I know who the other party is?" Zhang Jing asked tentatively.
"The Weng family who lives in New York is said to have ancestors who were imperial masters of the late Qing Dynasty." Candela introduced, "They were very tough and asked me where I heard the news."
Just like that, there is always a squeeze, so Zhang Jing decided to push Candela, "You can come to see the oil painting at any time, but if it is an exchange, you need to bring two animal heads."
Candela exploded on the spot, "It's not easy for me to get one, how can I give you two!"
Zhang Jing has never been soft-hearted and said forcefully: "This is my condition."
"snort!"
Candela was extremely unhappy, walked to the coffee table, closed the suitcase hard, picked it up and turned around to leave.
Xu Zehong sighed beside him, "What if she sells the animal head to someone else?"
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Jing was also a little worried, but considering that Cézanne's oil paintings were also valuable, he was still a little confident, "Let Candela try it first."
"By the way," Zhang Jing thought of the descendant of the Dragon Kingdom mentioned by Candela, "What is the situation with the Weng family, the late Qing emperor?"
History is Xu Zehong's strong point, and he introduced it in a leisurely manner, "The ancestor of the Weng family is called Weng Tongshu. He was the teacher of the two emperors Tongzhi and Guangxu. More than a hundred years ago, in order to avoid war, he sent a batch of cultural relics to Citiland. "
Zhang Jing swallowed, "How much is a batch?"
"It is rumored that the ancestors of the Weng family gave away more than 500 volumes of ancient books and paintings, and more than 300 precious cultural relics," Xu Zehong sighed. "Weng Tongshu was the emperor's teacher at the time, and he collected top-grade precious cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings, all of which are treasures. "
Zhang Jing has feelings. What he is looking for in love is rubbish, and he can't even reach people's ankles.
"Aren't you curious?" Xu Zehong asked Zhang Jing, "Why are the Weng family unwilling to send the animal heads back to the Dragon Kingdom?"
Zhang Jinghehe, he knew as soon as he arrived in Seattle that there are two types of Asians, those who go abroad to be more patriotic, and those who have yellow skin and white hearts.
For example, the family of the associate professor who was hanged to death by Wen Li together with the owner of the rosé winery, made all kinds of sourness and ridicule on a certain note.
Because I am a cultural person, my ridicule does not include the word "sin", for example: "Airbnb suffered a loss in the fourth quarter of last year and just exited the Dragon Kingdom market. It turned a profit in the first quarter of this year."
There are many backlashes like this, and he actually has as many as 100,000 fans.
So Weng's behavior is not surprising at all.
