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Wang Le walked out of the banquet hall and did not leave the club. He just turned into a bathroom, squatted on the toilet and untied it for a while, and 'smoked' a cigarette.

By the time he came out of the bathroom, it had been ten minutes. Wang Le saw that it was almost done and returned to the banquet hall along the corridor.

But this time he was holding a long strip of wooden box about one meter long.

And this is exactly the work of Yan Liben that he took out from the Dharma Eye Space.

"Brother Jia is here."

When Wang Le just walked into the banquet hall, the sharp-eyed guy in the crowd immediately shouted.

Under the gaze of the crowd in the banquet hall, Wang Le slowly walked to the stage with steady steps.

"You two can be the one who can hold the palm of your eyes for this work by Yan Liben." Wang Le handed the long wooden box in his hand to Huang Xinjie, and said with a smile.

Mu Xihu also asked the staff to carry a large glass table to the stage. Liu Quan'an, Zhao Mike, Chen Xiangxue, Mu Xiyan and other children of high identities finally couldn't help but feel curious and walked onto the stage, wanting to see what the work of Yan Liben handed down from Wang Le was brought by Wang Le.

Just as Huang Xinjie and Fu Shaocheng carefully opened the long wooden box and took out Yan Liben's paintings, Wang Le also took the scepter and walked to Zhao Mike.

Then the two of them came to a corner next to the stage with a tacit understanding.

"Brother Zhao, the acquisition of the 'private' club No. 1993, thank you for your admission. I also asked Xiaohu to tell you that I owe you a favor." Wang Le smiled in a low voice and said to Zhao Mike.

Zhao Mike nodded and said, "It's true."

Immediately, Wang Le handed the scepter in his hand to Zhao Mike, and then said, "Brother Zhao, I have paid back this favor."

Zhao Mike held the coveted scepter in both hands and finally showed a satisfied smile. Then he looked at Wang Le and said, "Thank you, Brother Jia, for your fulfillment."

Wang Le smiled without saying a word and nodded, because he knew that Zhao Mike would not expose him anymore, so he didn't say anything more. He turned around and walked towards the middle of the stage, which was Huang Xinjie, Fu Shaocheng and others.

Zhao Mike looked at Wang Le's back with complicated eyes, and then followed him, wanting to see the works of Yan Liben taken out by the other party.

You know, his father Zhao Quanhui has a deep attainment in Chinese studies. If possible, Zhao Mike would not mind taking down this work by Yan Liben.

Of course, the premise is that the original work of Yan Liben that Wang Le brought out is worthy of his willingness to pay enough price to exchange for, or if he is lucky later, he is just "drawn" by himself, that is the ideal result. (Read the novel to update the fastest)

When Wang Le and Zhao Mike came to the front of the glass table, they saw that a white "color" sheet that had just been unpacked was covered on the table.

Huang Xinjie and Fu Shaocheng carefully took out the original works of Yan Liben from the box and slowly placed the white "color" sheet on the table.

"Hey, it's not paper, but painting with silk." Fu Shaocheng said softly at the old and gray original work of Yan Liben.

At this time, Chen Xiangxue asked curiously: "What is silk land?"

Huang Xinjie patiently explained: "Silk ground is also called the silk base of calligraphy and painting. Its material is made of silk silk, that is, the raw material of weaving. The yarn is processed by silk by-products through spinning processes such as "fine" combing, drafting, twisting, etc. in the modern textile industry. The fabric woven by-products is also called silk silk. It has the characteristics of silk that are smooth and beautiful, with a soft touch...

After listening to Huang Xinjie's story, everyone understood and nodded frequently.

Immediately, Huang Xinjie and Fu Shaocheng were patient and careful, and finally spread out Yan Liben's work.

"The Ancient Emperor's Picture! How is it possible!"

As the work unfolded, portraits of the characters wearing crowns jumped up, Huang Xinjie showed an incredible look and exclaimed loudly.

Fu Shaocheng also "rubbed" his eyes, thinking that he had read it wrong, so he lowered his head and leaned against the side to look carefully...

After a while, Huang Xinjie and Fu Shaocheng, who were hunching their waists and meticulously observing Yan Liben's "Animal Emperor Picture", stood up one after another, but their eyes were still staring at the picture.

At this time, the stage was already full of people, and all the guests who attended the banquet crowded up to see the original works.

At this time, Huang Xinjie said, "The reason why it was impossible just now is that Yan Liben's "Ancient Emperor Picture" has always been hidden in the American "Boston Art Museum". I also visited it back then."

"The whole volume has portraits of thirteen emperors from the Han Dynasty to the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Zhao of Han, Emperor Guangwu of Han Liu Xiu, Emperor Wen of Wei Cao Pi, Emperor Zhaolie Liu Bei, Emperor Dadi Sun Quan, Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou Yuwen Yong, Emperor Wen of Southern Chen Chen Xu, Emperor Xuan of Southern Chen, Emperor Xuan of Southern Chen, Emperor Shubao of Southern Chen Shubao, Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian and Emperor Yang Guang of Sui."

"From the perspective of portraits, although there is still a tendency to be programmed, it shows great progress in the character's character's character' portrayal, unconventional, and clearly shows that the character's size is clearly defined; the painting treats the hierarchical feudal ethics concept."

After a while, Huang Xinjie changed his subject and said, "I didn't expect that the work of Yan Liben produced by Mr. Jia today is also "The Ancient Emperor Picture". If I had not made a mistake in judgment, it is likely to be the real original version, rather than the "The Ancient Emperor Picture" of the "Boston Art Museum", which is a copy of later generations."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Shaocheng looked at Wang Le standing on the glass table opposite and said excitedly: "In the antique and cultural relics industry, people who have been studying calligraphy and painting generally believe that Yan Liben's original version of "Ancient Emperor Picture" has long been destroyed, and all the ones passed down from generation to generation are copy of later generations! Brother Jia, where did you get the original version of Yan Liben's "Ancient Emperor Picture"?"

At this time, everyone couldn't help looking at Wang Le and waiting for the other party's answer.

Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and said nonsensely: "Last year, I found it in a rural farmer that I saw that this painting was old and should be an antique, so I 'spend' a few dollars to buy it."

"Uh!" Everyone rolled their eyes collectively. The fool believed this guy's words. How could such a good thing happen these days? It's not the 1900s. The farmers in the countryside had no knowledge and were easily deceived.

Mu Xihu, who was standing next to Wang Le, curled his mouth and said to himself: "Brother-in-law can really open his eyes and tell lies without blushing, and it's almost the same to coax a three-year-old child."

However, because of this, Fu Shaocheng and others knew that Wang Le was unwilling to tell the truth, so they were very sensible and did not ask questions anymore. They lowered their heads to continue observing and appreciating this peerless loner...
Chapter completed!