Chapter 631: Underground Treasure Room

"Well, as long as you can come up with Picasso's works that satisfy me, the bronze heads of the twelve zodiac signs are yours."

Sir Owen hesitated for a moment, and then agreed. After all, there are many Chinese antiques that he did not take too seriously, otherwise he would not have brought the snake head to the auction.

However, Picasso's paintings are unique. He has searched the world for so long with his strength and found nothing. Today, someone finally came to his door, so he naturally wanted to do everything possible to stay.

Qin Haodong was overjoyed and said, "That's great, dear Sir, you won't regret your decision."

Sir Owen said eagerly: "Qin, where is Mr. Picasso's work? I am very eager to see it now."

Qin Haodong took the canvas bag from Nalan Wushuang's hand, opened the zipper, took out the remaining 9 drawings, and placed them on the table casually.

"Sir Owen, there are a total of 9 drawings here, all of which were created by Master Picasso. You can choose two that you are satisfied with."

Everyone was shocked. The eyeballs of Sir Owen, Fred, and Gerald almost jumped out of their sockets. This is a Picasso painting, and 10 pictures appeared at once.

Seeing that Qin Haodong actually took these scrolls with his hands, Fred hurriedly shouted: "Dear Mr. Qin, you can't do this, these are rare works of art, you can't take them directly with your hands, you should ask Wear white gloves, otherwise they will cause irreparable damage..."

Looking at the anxious foreigner Nalan Wushuang, he almost didn't laugh. If Fred knew that Qin Haodong could draw one of these paintings in minutes, he didn't know how he would feel.

But to make a full play, Qin Haodong said quickly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fred, I was a little too excited to think that I would soon be able to welcome the bronze heads of the Chinese zodiac back to China. I ignored this detail, and I will pay attention to it in the future. "

Fred didn't say anything. He couldn't care less now, and together with Sir Owen and Gerrard, he cast his eyes on the nine sketches.

Although these sketches are all black and white, the colors are bright and dark, and the layers are distinct, and they use extremely simple strokes to outline a picture that makes people crazy.

After more than ten minutes, the three of them finally read all the nine paintings, and Sir Owen said excitedly: "My God, thank God, I'm so lucky to see ten Picasso works at once. ."

Gerald said, "That's right. I just saw Mr. Qin take out one. I was very surprised. Originally, Picasso's paintings appeared in groups."

Qin Haodong said, "Have you made up your mind, Sir Owen? Which two are you going to choose?"

Sir Owen said: "Dear dear, I like all these nine paintings, I really can't choose, can you exchange them all for me?"

Qin Haodong said with an embarrassed look: "But I also like the works of Master Picasso, and I want to keep some as a collection."

After listening to him, Sir Owen said eagerly: "No, dear Qin, you can't do this, these ten sketches are originally a group, they are the most perfect together, if they are taken apart, they will affect their artistic value."

Qin Haodong thought for a while, and said with a very painful look: "Well, then I won't take them apart. I don't know how Sir Owen wants to exchange them with me?"

Hearing that he was willing to exchange with him, Sir Owen immediately smiled and said, "Dear Qin, you are my true friend. You can choose three more satisfactory items from my collection. What do you think?"

Qin Haodong shook his head and said, "Sir Owen, this is a set of 10 Picasso works. Putting them together is not a simple accumulation, but will increase its artistic and economic value exponentially, so I think your proposal is true. It's a little stingy."

Sir Owen also knew that Qin Haodong was right. If a Picasso sketch can be sold for 10 million Chinese coins, then a combination of ten paintings can be sold for 200 million Chinese coins, or even more.

He thought about it and said, "Qin, how do you want to exchange it?"

Qin Haodong said: "Seven pieces. In addition to the three sketches that I exchanged with Sir Owen before, I have seven drawings, each of which I exchange with you for a collection."

"This……"

Sir Owen said, "Dear Qin, I think you are asking too much. In your Oriental words, the lion opened its mouth.

You must know that every piece of my collection is of high quality and of high value, such as that Van Gogh painting, I also spent a lot of effort to put it in my treasure trove..."

Qin Haodong said: "Don't worry, Sir Owen, I'm not interested in your Western artworks, I promise to only choose things that belong to our East, or that belong to our China. I believe you have a lot of such artworks and don't care. A few less."

Hearing that Qin Haodong said to only choose things belonging to China, Sir Owen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, just as you said, in addition to the bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, you can choose seven more pieces from China. Artwork in exchange."

Qin Haodong said, "It's such a happy decision, but I have one more condition."

Thinking that this set of Picasso's paintings is his own, Sir Owen was in a good mood and said with a smile on his face: "Dear Qin, you can say whatever conditions you have, as long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you. "

"I thought of Mr. Owen's treasure room to take a look. When I choose a product, I always look at the feeling. Just looking at the name in this picture book can't choose what I like."

After a moment of hesitation, Sir Owen said, "Well then, you are welcome to my treasure room."

If Qin Haodong only had that Picasso sketch, he would not agree to let a stranger into his treasure room, but now Qin Haodong has a group of ten Picasso works, his identity and status in his heart will immediately become irrelevant. the same.

Sir Owen asked the butler Fred to take a set of keys and walked towards his treasure room with Qin Haodong and Nalan Wushuang.

They walked out of the living room and opened a heavy anti-theft door after a short walk. There was nothing behind the door, but a wooden staircase leading to the ground.

Qin Haodong followed behind Sir Owen and walked towards the basement. The walls on both sides of the stairs were decorated with the same splendor as the living room, but they were luxurious and elegant. There were many murals hanging on the walls.

These murals all exude more or less aura, and they are obviously valuable antiques.

Soon, after the stairs, they entered the treasure room that Sir Owen had built underground, where the lights were bright and everything was clearly illuminated.

Sir Owen did not stop. After leading Qin Haodong through a short corridor, he came to a security door made of pure steel again.

Fred took out the key and opened the heavy door, and a hot breath rushed towards his face, making people feel as if they were in the desert.

Sir Owen said: "Dear Qin, this is my treasure room. I have collected the treasures I have collected over the years. They have all been presented to you now."

After he finished speaking, he walked in first and turned on the light on the wall. The originally dark room suddenly became brighter. Qin Haodong was shocked to see this scene in front of him.

This underground treasure room was so wide that it was impossible to see the edge at a glance. He wondered if Sir Owen had hollowed out the entire bottom of his villa. How many treasures would such a large treasure room hold?

Just as he was about to step inside, Sir Owen said, "Qin, wait a moment, I have to turn off the anti-theft system first."

After speaking, he operated on a display panel at the door for a long time, and then made a beep, and then nodded to indicate that Qin Haodong could enter.

For this treasure room, Sir Owen has put a lot of effort into security. Every corner of the treasure room is covered with infrared rays, which are thick like spider webs, and even a fly will fly in. cause an alarm.

After getting permission, Qin Haodong and Nalan Wushuang walked forward together. This treasure room is really too big, there is no edge at all, and all kinds of collections are in sight. I am afraid that ordinary museums can also There are not as many collections as he has here.

And Qin Haodong can feel that most of the things here exude more or less aura, and only a few are fakes.

Even these fakes are so ingeniously forged that ordinary people can't see it, no wonder Sir Owen's collection has such a high reputation at auction.

Li Dongguo said that Sir Owen's wealth was immeasurable. With so many antiques, if they were put up for auction, it would be impossible to guess how much they would sell for.

Taking a few steps forward, Qin Haodong heard a faint motor sound. He followed the sound to see that it was an air dryer in the corner of the wall. No wonder the air here is so dry. One such machine is spinning.

Sir Owen followed Qin Haodong and said, "Qin, we have to hurry up, there are too many things here."

Qin Haodong nodded: "Don't worry, Sir Owen, I only choose things based on feeling, and the speed is very fast."

After he finished speaking, he strode up in the treasure room. He didn't need to use his eyes to see the treasures on both sides, he just needed to sense it with his primordial spirit.

There are too many good things in the treasure room, such as pen washes from the official kilns of the Southern Song Dynasty, vases from the Ding kilns of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Wanli colorful vase of the Qing Dynasty, and the blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty.

If Mr. Liu Qigong came here, I'm afraid he would go crazy immediately, but Qin Haodong doesn't care about these things, he wants to choose something like a magic wand.

He was very fast, stopped suddenly, and looked at the storage shelf on one side.