Li Mo pointed to a picture of a handsome dog that had not yet been confiscated and said, "Auntie, come here and take a look."
"This seems to be Lang Shining's famous painting "Ten Horseful Dogs with Spotted Jinbiao". Xiao Mo, where did you get it from? I think the painting is really good."
"Mom, do you think this is a forgery?" Shi Yunli asked with a strange expression.
"What do you think? When I was sitting in the office, I once talked with the curator about Lang Shining and his masterpieces. Among them, the picture of Ten Horse Dogs is collected in the Bay Island Museum. Yours is naturally a copy."
"Auntie, have you ever seen with your own eyes the authentic picture of Ten Horse Dogs collected by Wandao?"
"No, it was just reported in the news. At that time, the Bay Island Museum only exhibited one of the "Ten Horses and Dogs". How could they put all of them on public display at once?"
Li Mo burst out laughing, feeling confident. He rolled up the last picture of the fine dog and said with a smile: "Maybe it's not that they don't want to display it, but they simply don't have all the ten pictures of the fine dog."
"Mom, your level is not comparable to that of my brother. I just said that these seven pictures are all genuine works by Castiglione. In other words, there are only three pictures in the collection of the Bay Island Museum at most."
Shi Yunli said softly that she didn't want to hit her mother, but she really felt that Li Mo could break out of the earth.
"Xiao Mo, how much did it cost to buy your painting?" Grandma asked curiously.
"Two hundred pieces, and I discounted them to 30% off. It's like giving them away for free."
"What's for free?" Shi Lao and his uncle walked into the living room together and saw the rolled paintings on the table. "What other famous paintings and postcards did you find?"
"Seven Authentic Paintings of Castiglione's Ten Dogs."
Shi Lao was not proficient in calligraphy and painting, so he didn't think anything of it, but since it was his grandson who bought it back, it must not be simple, so he just asked casually: "This person's works are of high value?"
"Dad, if the most expensive one of Castiglione's masterpieces is auctioned now, it will easily exceed 300 million. As for the paintings in Xiao Mo's hands, the auction price of any painting will not be less than 50 million."
The poet's daughter-in-law is the most knowledgeable among them. After all, she deals with various antiques every day. Shi Lao looked at the famous paintings worth hundreds of millions that were placed casually on the table. He seemed to be used to this scene and didn't have much emotion: "Put them all away and get ready for dinner."
"Dad, are you happy today? Let's have a drink tonight? I brought back a bottle of good wine that has been stored in the office for a year. The last bottle in stock will be gone after drinking it." Shi Weiguo held the bottle of wine in his hand Putting it on the dining table, "Xiao Mo, it's a pity that you can't drink."
"Uncle, let me see what good wine you brought back?"
Li Mo picked up the wine bottle and looked at it, then silently put it back and said lightly: "This is not a good wine. It has only been stored for ten years."
"It's just that you kid can't drink. Why do you dislike this good wine?" Shi Weiguo was a bit dumbfounded. He finally made up his mind to get rid of this bottle of good wine, but his nephew still disliked it very much.
"Wait, I'll get you and grandpa two bottles of really good wine."
The thirty-nine bottles of old wine that had been collected for nearly fifty years were placed in the car. Within two minutes, he walked back to the restaurant with two bottles: "Grandpa, uncle, you all, please take a closer look."
Shi Lao picked it up and looked at it, then hurriedly picked up the other bottle and held it in his arms, saying, "Weiguo, let's drink your bottle first tonight."
"No, dad, can't you just let me take a look?"
"Don't worry about it. I want to keep these two bottles of good wine for the old chief. He also likes this small sip."
When the old leader was mentioned, Shi Weiguo suddenly lost his temper.
"Grandpa, I still have a lot of bottles in the car. You drink these two bottles first. I'll leave some bottles for the old man." Li Mo wrapped up the seven paintings and prepared to go to the school to discuss them with the professors tomorrow. , seven paintings all have Manchu characters, and he has just translated one of them, and there are still six paintings that have not been translated.
"My dear grandson, how many bottles of this old wine do you have?"
"I bought thirty-nine bottles today, which is enough for a long time."
Shi Yunli took a bottle from Shi Lao's arms and looked at the label on the bottle: "Brother, it's been almost fifty years. How much does this bottle cost?"
"Not expensive."
Li Mo walked into the bedroom reserved for himself holding seven paintings.
"Dad, let's open a bottle that night?"
Shi Lao hesitated with some distress before nodding: "Just one bottle, let's have a little drink. Xiao Mo said it's not expensive, but that's for him. I guess this bottle of old wine that has been collected for nearly fifty years is worth it. It’s worth more than 200,000 yuan, how come that kid can get all kinds of good things, and there are so many of them.”
"Grandpa, I have magical eyes, so it's normal for me to find so many good things."
Dishes were brought to the table one after another. When Li Mo came, he specially added two big dishes, one was fish head in braised sauce and the other was spicy sausage.
"Brother, let's drink some beer."
"Okay, I'll drink with you."
Shi Weiguo opened a bottle of old wine and poured out a glass. The wine was as thick as the legendary nectar, and a rich but not pungent aroma spread.
"What a great wine."
After Shi Lao smelled it, he couldn't help but pick up the wine glass and take a sip of wine, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"I never thought that I would be blessed with a grandson when I grow old."
"Grandpa, although this wine is good, don't be too greedy. It's good to have a drink to relax your muscles and activate your blood circulation, and to cultivate your sentiments. After dinner, I will get ten more bottles to keep and enjoy slowly."
"Okay, I will bring a few bottles to the old chief later. For your Grandpa Qin, you can find a time to send a few bottles there. By the way, when do you plan to get engaged to Sirui?"
"Engagement?" Li Mo was at a loss when asked, "Grandpa, isn't this too soon?"
"You brat, your mother has given the family heirloom to Sirui. If you don't make it clear, I'm afraid the Qin family will have objections. Is this okay? Let's decide this in advance on New Year's Day. You two should get engaged first. , I will get married after graduation in a few years. If you nod, I will pull this old face and ask the old chief to come forward to protect the match. "
Li Mo was relieved and asked cautiously: "Grandpa, should I ask Sirui what he thinks? Can we discuss this matter first and then give you an answer?"
"Xiao Mo, you can do whatever you want, don't listen to your grandpa." Grandma glared at grandpa with dissatisfaction, "Old man, there is nothing to worry about Xiao Mo's life. On the contrary, it's Xiao Bin, he doesn't even have two children during the New Year. He's seventeen, and I don't want to settle his marriage early."
"Mom, I really can't blame Dad for being anxious about this. Nowadays, Xiao Mo is so remembered. Don't you know, not to mention Dad and his group of retired old people, there are people in my office who come to me every now and then and ask me if they can help. The matchmakers all want to introduce their daughters or relatives to Xiao Mo."
Shi Weiguo couldn't help laughing when he thought about this: "Not only is my father a little anxious, but the people of the Qin family are actually the most anxious. Hahaha, five old men have approached Mr. Qin, and they all want him to come forward. To protect the media.”
Li Mo was a little stunned when he heard that so many things happened that he didn't know about.
"You don't have to look at Xiao Mo's current achievements. Although the Xiang Yu Treasure Museum is monitored by the state, its annual income is astonishing. Not to mention his own Gu Yunxuan Museum, which has returned many national treasures and tens of thousands of genuine porcelains. There are also dozens of boxes of Southeast Asian gold jewelry, etc. I don’t need to list everything else one by one. The most important thing is that Xiao Mo is still low-key and does not fight for it. At a young age, he is already a lecturer at Beijing University. In a few years, He is a great professor at a very young age. Who wouldn’t miss him after looking at him? He is very fragrant.”
"Auntie, when I hear what you say, I feel like I have turned into Tang Monk, and everyone wants to take a bite of me."
Li Mo couldn't laugh or cry.
No wonder grandpa has been thinking about this matter. If this is the case, he will contact Sirui in the evening and listen to her thoughts.
