The appearance of the book of Jin surprised Ouyang Xiaomei. As for Ouyang Zhanjun, there was only envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes. Thinking about it, a book of Jin that has long been lost has a significance that is not comparable to an antique. It has extremely important significance for future generations to understand ancient life.

What's more, this is a complete set of Jin books, with a total of 130 volumes. If it is placed at the auction, domestic collectors will definitely be crazy about it and will definitely be able to sell a price beyond imagination.

"Is this set of books valuable?" Delfina asked. Although she also likes to collect, she prefers works of modern Dada spirit and does not know much about Eastern culture.

"It cannot be measured by money, but if it was put at the auction, I thought it would be a small number of people who had spent 700 to 800 million." Ouyang Zhanjun was sure that if he had this money, he would be willing to throw it out.

"Mr. Qin is really worthy of being a treasure hunter. He has gained such great gains as soon as he arrived in France." Delfina had learned about Qin Xuebing's relevant information, and originally thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now, this set of books has proved that those information is not exaggerated.

"I'm lucky, please help me see these drawings." Qin Xuebing took out the Bible, opened one of the pages, and took out a sketch.

"Sketch, the girl is holding a mango. Isn't this a mango-holding girl?"

Delfina's face showed an excited look and she was amazed: "That's right, even a girl who eats mangoes has the right brushwork. Mr. Qin, you are really lucky. This is the work of Paul Gauguin. Of course, it is a sketch manuscript."

"Paul? Gauguin?" Qin Xuebing looked at Ye Zijing. He could swear that it was definitely the first time he heard this name.

"Paul Gauguin, a French post-Impressionist painter, sculptor, potter and printmaker, is known as the three masters of Post-Impressionism, together with Cezanne and Van Gogh. His representative works include "The Fantasy of the Sermon", "Where do we come from? What are we? Where do we go?" and so on." Ye Zijing became more and more surprised as she spoke. She thought that Qin Xuebing was full and bought the Bible, but who thought it was for the paintings inside.

"Then this manuscript should be worth a lot of money, right?" Qin Xuebing didn't know how to appreciate Western paintings at all, nor did he have a collection hobby in this area. He naturally measured it by money.

"To be honest, compared with Van Gogh's paintings, Gauguin's paintings are much less expensive."

Delfina thought for a while and said, "No need to mention Van Gogh's paintings, the auction price for Gauguin's words is usually tens of millions of dollars. Of course, if you can be as famous as Van Gogh, the manuscript must be of great value. If I were asked to estimate the price, it would be 300,000 dollars."

"I was happy for a while." Qin Xuebing curled his lips. It was only 300,000 US dollars, which was too far from the price he thought.

Qin Xuebing continued to flip through the Bible and took out the sketch manuscripts: "The sixteen pictures are all Gauguin's. According to the calculation of 300,000 US dollars, the total is 4.8 million US dollars, which is still a good deal."

"Brother, you are so shameless!" Ouyang Xiaomei was extremely depressed. This is a typical example of being cheap and being good-looking.

"Just tell the truth."

Qin Xuebing smiled and continued to take out the sketch manuscript from the Bible. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or the owner of the book deliberately arranged it, and there were also sixteen pictures: “These are not Gauguin’s, Miss Arnault, I would like to ask you to help me.”

"You..." Delfina held the manuscript and suddenly felt like she wanted to cry, because these treasures actually fell into the hands of a person who didn't understand the treasure.

"Brother, this one seems to be Xiang Yuekui?" Qin Xiaoxiao remembers that she seemed to have read this painting in a magazine.

"This is not Xiang Yuekui, could it be a dog-tail flower?" Qin Xuebing rolled his eyes. Although he didn't understand Western paintings, he was not so confused that he didn't even recognize Xiang Yuekui.

"No, I mean the name of this painting is Xiang Yuekui, which seems to be a painting by Van Gogh. But I don't know if this painting was painted by Van Gogh." Qin Xiaoxiao added.

"Really and false? Van Gogh's sketch manuscripts must be very valuable, right?" Qin Xuebing's eyes lit up. Although Van Gogh and Gauguin were as famous as Gauguin, the value of Van Gogh's paintings in the market was by no means comparable to Gauguin. As early as 1990, Van Gogh's paintings were auctioned for 75 million US dollars, which was a sky-high price.

"It's not just valuable, but you'll be snatched away if you take it out."

Delfina smiled bitterly. Van Gogh made few paintings throughout his life, and most of them were kept in museums, and few people could collect his paintings. Therefore, even manuscripts were also a collection that many collectors dreamed of: "The person who collected these paintings was also a thoughtful person, and he actually brought Van Gogh and Gauguin's paintings together."

"Why, what's the story of the two of them?" Qin Xuebing was a little curious when he heard this.

"Of course, there are many stories about them."

A letter that excited global collectors appeared at the auction, written by two great artists, Vincent Van Gogh and Paul Gauguin. The letter was written at a critical period in their artistic careers and talked about their discussions about a new Renaissance.

In November 1888, Van Gogh wrote the letter with a rough exercise paper in his rental house in Arles, Provence. The person who wrote the letter with him was Gauguin. They sent the letter to a young artist named Emile Bernard, who was a common friend of Van Gogh and Gauguin and had given them a lot of creative inspiration.

In the four-page letter, Van Gogh first described his first impression of Gauguin, believing that Gauguin was a flesh-and-blood man. "In Gauguin's body, I saw the intuition of beasts and the creatures like virgins." He even wrote about the story of going to the cinema with Gauguin to paint, and at the same time revealed to the recipient Emil Bernard that he was co-creating a "magnificent" theme with Gauguin to nurture a great Renaissance.

But compared to Van Gogh's enthusiasm, Gauguin, who only wrote a few words on the last page of the letter, seemed extremely calm. He told Emil Bernard: "Don't listen to Vincent (Van Gogh), because you know he is too prone to admiration and indulgence."

Eight weeks after the letter was sent, the friendship between the two artists ended in a fragile way. On December 23, Van Gogh and Gauguin had a fierce dispute and broke up from then on. What is interesting is that not long after that, Van Gogh committed the world-famous ear-cutting incident.

Some people speculate that Van Gogh and Gauguin are in love with the same surname, but there is no conclusive evidence.

"What a good pair of gay friends!" Qin Xuebing laughed. The artist's life is always different from ordinary people. Even if the two are really in love with the same surname, it is not surprising. However, the ability of the two to go to the Jiyuan to paint together shows that the friendship between them is deep.

"Mr. Qin, can you sell these paintings to me?"

Delfina had the idea of ​​these paintings. Qin Xuebing didn't understand these paintings anyway, so he wouldn't keep them: "Gauguin's sketch was 500,000 US dollars per picture, and Van Gogh's manuscripts were 1.5 million US dollars per picture."

"Sorry, I don't have this plan." Qin Xuebing could not sell it. Although he didn't understand these paintings, it did not prevent him from putting the paintings in the safe for anti-theft paintings, making Westerners jealous. It was like the Chinese watching the cultural relics of their own country placed in museums in other countries.

"Mr. Qin, I still hope you can consider it. The price I paid is not low." Delfina did not lie. Picasso sold seven sketch manuscripts for $8 million, and the price she offered was much higher than Picasso's sketch manuscripts.

"Miss Arnault, I will hold private exhibitions in the future. I think these paintings should attract many Western tourists, especially you French." Qin Xuebing was indeed a little cautious. Many Chinese people were going abroad to see antiques, so why can't foreigners go to China to see the paintings of their greatest artists?

"Okay, but if you figure it out, you can contact me at any time, the price will not change." Delfina smiled helplessly. She knew that Qin Xuebing was not short of money, and it was almost impossible for her to lack money.

"If there is one day, I will definitely call you first."

Qin Xuebing smiled and changed the topic: "We have been wasting a lot of time, don't let your parents wait too long."

As the richest man in France, Bernard Arnault has his own manor with his own reading ability, which is several times larger than that of the mansion. It has a complete range of facilities, including a swimming pool, tennis court, and even a racecourse.

Qin Xuebing was a little envious of such a large manor. Unfortunately, in China, it was impossible to build such a building unless it was moved to the countryside, grassland or desert.

Qin Xuebing also realized that there were many underground facilities that were not visible to the naked eye. In those places, there were many first people watching them vigilantly. Not far away, there was even a guy holding a gun at Qin Xuebing's forehead.

If Qin Xuebing hadn't been sure that the other party would not shoot, he would have killed the other party long ago. He didn't like the feeling that his life was threatened. Even so, Qin Xuebing would never allow anyone to point the gun at him and pinched a spell in his hand: "It's easy to get tired of playing with a gun, so let you rest for three days first."

In a basement, the big white man sitting next to the window suddenly fell into a coma, but his expression was very painful, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

Bernard and Helena greeted him: "Qin, we finally met again. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"You know, I like treasure hunting the most. I have been waiting for this day for a long time, but there are too many things."

Qin Xuebing smiled and shook hands with the other party, and said to Helena: "Madam, I haven't seen you for a long time, the jade bracelet is very suitable for you."

"Yes, I wear it almost every day." Helena wore a glass imperial green jade bracelet, which was first-class in carving and first-class in style, and should be a master's handwriting.

"Qin, I have prepared the most beautiful French red wine for you. Let's go in and have a good time." Bernard was very enthusiastic.

"Mr. Arnault, I think we should discuss the treasure hunt first. Otherwise, such a big thing will be in my heart and my appetite will definitely be bad. Wouldn't it be a waste of your good wine?" Qin Xuebing was eager to see the possible surname of treasure hunting.
Chapter completed!