Search for Treasure Worldwide Chapter 1887: What kind of hatred?
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Notting Hill, Portobello Market not far from Kensington Palace.
Although it was already around 12 o'clock in the morning and the fog had dissipated, the weather was still cold and humid. The cold wind whizzed straight into the collar, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.
At this time, what is colder than this **** weather is the hearts of the antique dealers and gallery owners doing business in the Portobello Market!
Of course, if some people are sad, then others must be happy!
Ye Tian and the others walked over from another street, laughing and chatting while looking at the goods on the antique stalls on both sides of the street, trying to find something.
Two hours have passed since they arrived in Notting Hill.
In the past two hours, the unlucky Portobello Antiques and Flea Market was once again hit by a Category 10 hurricane less than two months later.
As everyone expected, Ye Tian's trip was not just to buy gifts in Notting Hill to give to Prince William and his wife at the dinner in the evening.
From the moment he arrived at the Portobello Market, he began to sweep the place frantically. In less than two hours, he frantically swept away more than a dozen pieces of antique art.
Although people don't know the origin and specific value of the antique artworks he purchased, everyone is very sure that those antique artworks must be valuable, otherwise they would not be in his eyes!
As for the place Ye Tian passed by, it was naturally filled with mourning, as if it had been swept by a tornado.
The news that he arrived at the Portobello Market in Notting Hill again and once again frantically raided the place has spread throughout Notting Hill and even the entire British antique art collection field.
When they heard the news, everyone was dumbfounded and secretly shocked.
This **** Steven is so ruthless. He just ransacked the Portobello Antiques and Flea Market. What kind of grudge is there? As for this?
Everyone including the antique dealers and gallery owners doing business in Notting Hill and Portobello Market were on the verge of tears. They all gnashed their teeth with hatred and wanted to tear that **** **** apart. Feed the dog!
Just like that, under the gaze of countless hateful eyes, Ye Tian and the others arrived at the street corner.
There happens to be a gallery here that is elegantly decorated and has a bit of artistic flair, which looks quite attractive.
Seeing that the gallery was open, Ye Tian immediately let out a sigh, then smiled and said to everyone around him:
"Guys, let's go into this gallery and have a look. If I remember correctly, the last time I came to Portbero, this gallery was closed and I couldn't visit it. Now that it's open, then Can’t miss it”
As he spoke, he took the lead towards the gallery on the corner of the street, looking very interested.
Behind him, David and the others followed.
While they were talking, the group of them had already entered the gallery and disappeared from the cold and damp street.
Seeing this scene, the other antique dealers on the street couldn't help but began to mourn for the gallery owner, believing that this gallery would inevitably suffer the tragic fate of being ransacked.
At this time, inside the gallery, the gallery owner was looking blankly at Ye Tian and David who had just come in. His eyes were filled with fear, and he even forgot to say hello.
"Good morning, buddy, I'm Steven, nice to meet you, your gallery is very nice, it looks very artistic and attractive from the outside, so I came in to visit"
Ye Tian said hello with a smile and extended his right hand to the gallery owner, showing great grace.
After the words fell, the gallery owner finally woke up.
But at this moment, he felt extremely miserable, as if he had eaten a ton of coptis.
If he could turn back time, he would not hesitate to smash up the decoration outside the gallery and wipe out all the so-called artistic atmosphere, as long as he did not attract the attention of the **** in front of him!
Unfortunately, turning back time is just a fantasy. The bad luck that was narrowly avoided last time cannot be avoided this time. What should come will eventually come.
After calming down his emotions for a while, the gallery owner forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, shook hands with Ye Tian, and introduced himself:
"Good morning, Mr. Steven, it's a pleasure to meet you too. It's a great honor. I'm Desmond, the owner of this gallery. Welcome to London, welcome to my gallery!"
"Desmond, what a familiar name! If I guessed correctly, your wife must be named Molly Jones, and she is a band singer. You also have three children. Am I right? ob-la-di, ob-la-da"
Ye Tian said jokingly, even snorting twice.
"Hahaha"
There was a burst of laughter, and everyone laughed loudly, including the gallery owner Desmond.
With the laughter, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became much more relaxed, and Desmond's expression was not so ugly.
After the laughter subsided, Desmond smiled and shook his head and said:
"Steven, it seems that you are a fan of the Beatles, and so am I, but my wife is not named Molly Jones. Although I strongly suggested that she change her name to this, she did not agree. And we only have two kids!”
There was another burst of laughter, and everyone laughed again.
After making a few jokes and livening up the atmosphere, Ye Tian looked at the many paintings displayed in the gallery and said with a smile:
"Desmond, the paintings displayed in your gallery look good. Can I take a look at them? If there are works I like, I don't mind taking them."
Coming! This greedy **** is finally going to take action. I hope God bless me and don’t let me become another unlucky guy who is robbed crazily and become another joke in the mouth of my colleagues.
Desmond complained secretly, and there was a feeling in his heart that a catastrophe was about to happen. It was a very bad feeling that no one wanted to experience.
However, he still forced out a smile, nodded gently and said:
"Steven, of course you can appreciate the paintings here, but I have a merciless request. Please be merciful and don't loot my small gallery. Leave me a little hope!"
Ye Tian took a deep look at Desmond, then nodded with a chuckle and said:
"Don't worry, Desmond. It's not about showing mercy, let alone looting. That's too exaggerated. Even if we are all fans of the Beatles, I will know how to use it."
Hearing this, Desmond immediately let out a sigh of relief, relaxed a little, was no longer so nervous, and even felt a little happy.
He knew very well that although the guy in front of him was extremely greedy and cruel, a veritable man-eating crocodile, he kept his word and never broke his word.
What's more important is that this guy has extremely sharp eyesight and has never seen anything wrong. He might be robbed today, or he might just get lucky and become the lucky one who gets a windfall from the sky.
Such things have happened before in the United States, France, Italy and other places, and have long become legends, and everyone wants to be one of the lucky ones among these legends!
After chatting for a while, Ye Tian began to appreciate the many paintings displayed in the gallery, while Desmond followed him and was responsible for introducing these works of art.
Soon, ten minutes passed.
At this time, Ye Tian and the others had reached the depths of the gallery and were standing in front of another display wall.
On the wall in front of them, there hung a landscape painting filled with water vapor and slightly gray in tone.
The painting is a rural scene near Venice, Italy. The distant view is the endless Mediterranean Sea, the azure sea is dotted with white sails, and the close-up view is the countryside with smoke curling up from cooking stoves.
This is an idyllic scenery, and the whole picture seems to exude an atmosphere of 'purity, tranquility, and beauty', which is intoxicating.
It can be seen from the slightly faded surface of the painting, which is full of small cracks, and the old classical-style solid wood frame, that this painting must have some history.
In fact, the classical style of this landscape oil painting appropriately illustrates this point.
After standing in front of the landscape oil painting and quietly admiring it for a moment, Ye Tian turned to look at Desmond next to him, smiled and said:
"Desmond, please introduce this landscape painting. This oil painting looks pretty good. The scenery is beautiful. I wonder which artist this is? How much is it worth?
I like this kind of realistic landscape paintings. They always bring people a kind of visual enjoyment. If the price is right, I don’t mind accepting this painting."
Desmond did not respond immediately. Instead, he looked at the landscape painting hanging on the wall suspiciously and fell into deep thought.
Seeing his reaction, Ye Tian did not urge him. He just stood aside with a smile and continued to admire the beautiful scenery in the oil painting on the wall.
After thinking for a moment, Desmond found nothing.
How much he knew about this landscape oil painting before was still the same now, and it did not increase even a little bit because Ye Tian favored this oil painting.
Desmond shook his head slightly, seeming to get rid of some unrealistic thoughts, and then said with a smile:
"Steven, I purchased this classicist-style landscape oil painting from the market outside. There is no author's signature on the painting, so it is impossible to accurately determine who the artist was who created this painting.
After receiving this painting, I also did some research. According to my judgment, this painting should have been created from the late 18th century to the mid-19th century, and no later than the late 19th century.
Judging from the style of painting, the style of this painting is a bit like the famous French landscape painter Lorrain in the seventeenth century, and a bit like the famous British landscape painter William Turner in the nineteenth century.
However, this is neither Lorraine nor William Turner, but something in between. Lorraine and William Turner are both famous landscape painters, and there are as many painters learning from them as there are rivers across the river. crucian carp.
Although Lorraine and William Turner both went to Italy to learn painting techniques and communicate with local artists, Venetian scenery was rarely seen in their works.
The painting technique shown in this painting is quite good, but it is this specious painting style that affects the value of this painting. Perhaps this is the reason why it ended up on the Portobello market.
That's all I can see, Steven, you should be able to see more. The offer for this classic landscape painting is fourteen thousand euros. If you can accept it, it's yours. Got it! ”
Without a moment's hesitation, as soon as Desmond finished speaking, Ye Tian immediately stretched out his right hand and said decisively:
"Okay, fourteen thousand euros, deal, I accept this price"
"Ah!"
Desmond exclaimed and froze on the spot, staring at Ye Tian with his mouth open.