Mr. Qin's hand holding the vegetables paused, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, and asked in a dark and solemn voice: "Is that "Pictures of Emperors of the Past" authentic?"
"Experts from the museum and many professors from Peking University conducted a joint appraisal yesterday afternoon. Judging from various details, it is undoubtedly authentic. Next, they will conduct systematic research and analysis and compile it into a written document for preservation."
Qin Yali looked at her son again. It was really irritating that people were so popular. In terms of family background, her son had already surpassed countless peers, but so what. Apart from eating, drinking and having fun, he really didn't see anything outstanding about him. place.
"Mom, why are you staring at me again? Who is that Li Mo? Second uncle, don't just eat. You also talk about my mother, why her elbows are always turned outward."
Qin Guomin was originally angry when he heard Li Mo's name. When his nephew mentioned it, he followed suit and said dissatisfiedly: "Little sister, don't talk about other things while eating. Isn't that imperial picture you just mentioned just an antique?" As for the painting, how much is it worth? Is it 100 million?"
With a snap sound, Mr. Qin slapped the table, his face showing his majesty. The temperature in the restaurant seemed to drop all of a sudden, and Qin Guomin couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.
"If you don't learn all day long, you will have no skills."
"Dad, that's not what Guo Min meant. He..." Qin Guo Min's wife wanted to explain a few words, but Mr. Qin glared at her, scaring her to shut up immediately.
"What the hell is he? You two are in your forties and have nothing to do every day. What else can you do besides asking Sirui for money? I'm warning you, if you still don't want to repent like this, the door of the Qin family compound will be ruined in the future. Never think about taking another step forward, life or death is up to you."
"Old man, can the whole family still have a good meal?" Mrs. Qin tapped Mr. Qin's hand with her chopsticks and told him to eat first and talk about anything later.
"Incompetent bungler."
Mr. Qin snorted and started eating again.
Qin Yali shook her head and explained: "There is a treasure in the museum in Laomei, "Pictures of Emperors of the Past", but there are many unsolved doubts, so the world suspects that it is a copy. Despite this, someone gave it to that The estimated value of this facsimile painting is at least 600 million. Second brother, how much do you think the original painting is worth?"
Qin Guomin and his wife looked at each other with shock.
If the copy is worth 600 million, wouldn't the original be worth more than 1 billion, 1.5 billion? Two and a half billion?
"You tell them this, can they understand?" Mr. Qin lost his appetite. He put down the bowl and chopsticks and said to Yali, "When you have time, let your family take good care of your son. Don't be busy with work. What can we do in this lifetime? Are you proud of raising your son to death?"
Mr. Qin coughed.
"Dad, don't be angry."
Qin Yali quickly patted his back.
"Grandpa, I didn't mess with you."
"Eat your food well." Qin Yali really wanted to go up and slap him, but she didn't have the eyesight at all.
"I'll go out for a walk, you can eat by yourself."
Mr. Qin stood up angrily and walked out of the restaurant.
"None of you make people worry." Mrs. Qin pointed at her son and daughter, and then chased her out to accompany the old man for a walk to eat.
The next day, Li Mo slept in and waited until after ten o'clock in the morning to wash up and leave the hotel. He first stored Lang Yuling's red sandalwood gold landscape painting in a bank safe, and then took a taxi to the Kyoto Museum. There was no seminar today, so he wanted to take a stroll around the museum.
The Kyoto Museum is a comprehensive museum that attaches equal importance to history and art and integrates collection, exhibition, research, archaeology, public education, and cultural exchange. The total construction area is nearly 200,000 square meters, with a collection of more than 1 million pieces and 48 exhibition halls.
The most famous collections include the human-faced fish-patterned pottery basin, the Big Menu Tripod, the Stepmother Wu Tripod, the Four-Sheep Fang Zun, etc. Some relevant information can also be found online. Gu Zhuan
The object Li Mo wanted to see today was the national bronze. He wanted to take a close look at the representative bronze art works of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Because it was during the summer vacation, there was already a long queue outside the museum when Li Mo arrived. He has a pass badge, so he doesn't need to queue and goes directly to the staff-only channel to enter the museum.
Li Mo felt a strange atmosphere as soon as he walked into the Bronze Exhibition Hall. There seemed to be an invisible solemnity filling every space. Looking around, there were all kinds of heavy bronzes, stained with rust, giving people a feeling of being transformed from modern times in an instant. The illusion of traveling back to the Bronze Age.
He walked forward step by step with the flow of people, his eyes swept over the bronze vessels, feeling the simple and generous charm that they naturally exuded.
"Look, it's stepmother Wuding."
Not long after, Li Mo heard someone in front of him shout in surprise, and then suppressed his voice for fear of disturbing others.
After walking for about three minutes, a huge bronze vessel appeared in front of Li Mo.
This is the largest and heaviest bronze ritual vessel unearthed in the world so far, and the Stepmother Wu Ding enjoys the reputation of "the treasure of the country".
Houmuwu Ding, also known as Houmuwu Ding, is named after the three characters "Houmuwu" cast on the inner wall of the belly of the tripod. The tripod is rectangular in shape and weighs more than 800 kilograms. The body of the tripod has thunder patterns as the ground, and the surrounding patterns are embossed with coiling dragons and Taotie patterns, reflecting the ultra-high craftsmanship and artistic level of Chinese bronze casting.
It was the first time he saw such a national treasure with his own eyes. Li Mo subconsciously used his special pupils to look at it, and suddenly seven kinds of colored halos were emitted from the body of the giant cauldron, reflecting each other like a rainbow after the rain.
The colorful halo of light spreads around, and there is no longer a heavy color between the sky and the earth, but a dazzling seven-color color. And the giant cauldron seems to have life. The colorful halo is endless, noble, noble and sacred.
Li Mo had the urge to kneel down and worship. This was the crystallization of the highest wisdom of the Chinese ancestors, an immortal work left to future generations across thousands of years of time and space.
The Ming Hongwu amphora and the pictures of emperors from past dynasties all lost their splendor in front of the stepmother Wu Ding.
Just as Li Mo was wandering in the colorful space, he suddenly saw countless halos of light swarming toward his eyes as if attracted by something. A hint of coolness melted into his eyes, making him feel very comfortable.
The cool energy gathered more and more, and Li Mo's eyes gradually turned from comfortable at first to swollen, and it seemed that they could no longer hold so much colorful halo.
Not understanding what had happened, Li Mo had no choice but to close his eyes, and his ability to see through things disappeared.
When he opened his eyes again, the world in front of him returned to normal.
Because the swelling in his eyes had not disappeared, Li Mo did not dare to try to use the power of the different eyes. At this time, someone was pushing him, probably to make him move forward.
"If you don't want to leave, stand aside and don't block the way of the people behind you." A middle-aged uncle muttered.
Li Mo stood aside and pointed at his chest.
"Are the staff here amazing?" The middle-aged uncle looked at the brand on Li Mo's chest, couldn't help but muttered a few more times, and walked forward step by step with the flow of people.
Li Mo smiled, it was so amazing.
Next, he took a closer look at the Siyang Fangzun, which was a bronze ritual vessel and sacrificial item in the late Shang Dynasty.
The appearance of the Four-Yang Square Zun is long neck, high circle feet, and towering neck. The four sides are decorated with banana leaf patterns, triangular Kui patterns and animal face patterns. The middle part of the statue is the center of gravity of the vessel. Each of the four corners of the statue is shaped like a sheep, and the four corners on the shoulders are They are four sheep heads with curled horns. The head and neck protrude from the outside of the vessel. The body and legs are attached to the belly and feet of the statue.
At the same time, the shoulders of the Fang Zun are decorated with high-relief dragon patterns with snake bodies and claws. In the middle of the four sides of the statue, where the two sheep are next to each other, a pair of horned dragon heads protrudes from the surface of the vessel. From each right shoulder of the Fang Zun, it winds in the middle of the front room. .
It was hard for Li Mo to imagine that thousands of years ago, his ancestors had such high casting skills.
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