Getting the best from Tarkov

Chapter 226: Under the guise of: Appreciating Art

It cannot be said to be a finger bone, because this bone is not grayish white like ordinary bones, but has faint golden spots. Not only that, the shape of this finger bone itself is not very regular, and there are some fine honeycomb-like pits on it, as well.

At this time, Cretia also felt that it was boring to watch an old man arguing with others. As a result, when she turned around, she found that Liao Fan was looking at the last item.

He immediately stepped forward to explain: "Mr. Liao has a good eye and immediately spotted this most valuable antique.

If you were to say this in your Chinese language, it would be called 'establishment', um... that's how it should be pronounced."

He already had some guesses about this thing, and after hearing what Cretia said, Liao Fan immediately confirmed what this thing was.

"Yes, Mr. Cretia, it's Sheli. She, the third tone, not the fourth."

"Okay, that's complicated. Let's not dwell on it. Since you know this is a relic... do you know which master it belongs to?"

Hearing Cretia's words, Liao Fan frowned and asked tentatively, "Could it be the finger relic of Sakyamuni? Aren't these things said to have appeared in the world? Where did this come from?"

"Bing Guo~ You're right. It was established by Sakyamuni. As for where it came from, it was passed down from my ancestors."

Passed down from ancestors? Your ancestors almost stole it. You are really flattering yourself.

Although he was indignant, Liao Fan did not argue with the other party about it. Western national museums openly exhibited cultural relics looted from other countries, let alone an individual.

Without dwelling on the specific origin of the item, Liao Fan simply closed the box again and placed it back inside the brocade box. He walked towards Tang Zhenguo and the others and said, "Hey, you two, can we study it later? There's nothing wrong with the items, right?"

Hearing Liao Fan's words, Tang Zhenguo, who was already a little tired, quickly said, "Yes, the things are fine, but there is another one, right? Don't you want to look at that one?"

After hearing what Tang Zhenguo said, Wang Sizhe didn't want to continue to pester him, but planned to get up and take the brocade box.

Liao Fan stopped the other person and said, "Don't look at it. It's just the ashes of a bald donkey. I'm not interested."

After hearing what Liao Fan said, Wang Sizhe was unable to react for a while. It is said that old people become more cunning. After hearing what Liao Fan said, Tang Zhenguo turned his head in shock and looked at the coffee table.

His voice trembled as he asked, "Is that a relic? Which monk's is it?"

"Whose could it be? It could be Sakyamuni's. He probably wouldn't be able to show off anyone else's."

This old man was particularly concerned about these things. After hearing Liao Fan say that it was a relic, he immediately became excited. After hearing what Liao Fan said about its origin, he almost pounced on it.

The group finally managed to calm the agitated Tang Zhenguo. Liao Fan turned to Cretia behind him and said, "Mr. Cretia, I think we need to discuss this treasure exchange a little more. After all, we're only taking out two treasures this time. What do you think?"

Cretia was also a sharp person. After hearing what Liao Fan said, she immediately understood the other party's metaphor and said with a smile: "Of course, you and your friends can study it slowly. It just so happens that I can also taste the delicious food of China these days.

Not only that, if you have other interesting things, as long as Mr. Thompson says it's okay, you can also add them to the exchange list."

After saying that, Cretia patted a middle-aged man wearing glasses who had no presence at the side.

After a few more pleasantries, Liao Fan led everyone out of the hotel. He then took Wang Sizhe and Tang Zhenguo with him and they all returned to the villa.

"I have to say, the environment at home is better than in a hotel."

Looking at Wang Sizhe who was sighing and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room admiring the afterglow of the sunset, Liao Fan curled his lips subtly, did not respond, and continued to drink the Jin Jun Mei in front of him quietly.

Tang Zhenguo, who was standing next to him, had obviously become acquainted with Wang Sizhe that day. After hearing what he said, he laughed and scolded, "Nonsense, you know how much effort Liao put into building this villa. It's certainly not comparable to the standard suites in a hotel.

Of course, this also depends on who you are with.

The area in Hong Kong is small. Except for a few villa areas and large flats in high-end residential communities, most apartments are very small.

Even in commercial centers like Kowloon or Tsim Sha Tsui, the houses are pitifully small.”

Wang Sizhe felt a little regretful right after he said that. Wasn't it obvious that he was complaining about the poor hotel provided by Liao Fan? If he angered this financial sponsor, he would have to pay for his return ticket out of his own pocket.

Liao Fan naturally knew that the other party's words were unintentional, so he naturally didn't care. Instead, he turned to Tang Zhenguo and asked, "Tang Lao, in your opinion, besides the relic, how should we choose among those calligraphy and paintings?"

Hearing Liao Fan's question, Wang Sizhe, who was standing in front of the window watching the sunset, also pricked up his ears and turned to pay attention to what Tang Zhenguo said.

"Liao boy, if you ask me, the most valuable thing is actually the relic. It's the relic of Sakyamuni. If the monks in those temples knew about it, they would probably come to you like crazy and beg you for it.

Don't underestimate the connections those people have; who knows, they might be able to help you rise to the top."

Hearing Tang Zhenguo's words, Wang Sizhe curled his lips and muttered, "Come on, they're just a bunch of parasites who don't produce anything, don't work, and only suck the blood of their followers. Their ability to curry favor with the rich and powerful is indeed amazing."

Liao Fan did not listen to Wang Sizhe's words, nor did he care about Tang Zhenguo's words. He just shook his head slightly to show his refusal.

Seeing Liao Fan's refusal, Tang Zhenguo sighed slightly and said, "If we only talk about those six paintings, if we talk about investment value, there is actually no difference, because they are all of the kind that have a good trade but no market.

Because the authentic works of Yan Zhenqing and Tang Bohu's paintings of ladies that have been released are either exhibited in major museums and are considered the treasures of the museums, or are treasured by famous collectors, and almost no one will actually sell them.

Without buying and selling, there is no price, and the valuation is only based on previous auction records.

It was obvious that Cretia had investigated the market in China before coming here, so she chose these calligraphy and paintings.

But if you are planning to exhibit it in a museum, my advice to you is that Tang Bohu's paintings of ladies and Yan Zhenqing's regular script are the same.

This can not only meet the diversity of museum exhibits, but also increase the viewing value.

Otherwise, if you don’t have some cultural background, most people really can’t appreciate Yan Zhenqing’s cursive script, but it’s different for his regular script and paintings of ladies.

First is regular script, which is one of the most popular calligraphy fonts at present, and the threshold for appreciation is relatively low.

This is especially true of paintings of beautiful women. Tang Bohu's beauties are famous. If such a painting is hung in a museum, many scholars and scholars will surely run over to admire the art in a pretentious manner."

"Pfft, hahaha."

Liao Fan was really amused by Tang Zhenguo's remarks, and when he looked at Wang Sizhe who seemed a little embarrassed, he couldn't help laughing.

At that time in the hotel, Wang Siqi was the most fascinated by the show, but she even called it "appreciating art."