Chapter 1682 Italian National Treasure

This is the fourth day of arriving in Florence, the sun is shining and the weather is very nice.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ye Tian and the others were sitting in the living room of the presidential suite, drinking coffee while admiring the scenery of the old city of Florence through the floor-to-ceiling windows, very comfortable.

As in the past, yesterday's operation to sweep the Florence antique art market went very smoothly, and it can be said to be a rewarding experience!

In this ancient city known as the art capital, Ye Tian discovered a lot of valuable and neglected antique artworks, among which there are many top-notch items.

Faced with such an opportunity, he naturally couldn't miss it. This was one of the main purposes of his coming to Florence.

At a price that is almost negligible, and through various techniques and means, he successfully won many valuable antique works of art, and frantically ransacked the antique art market in Florence.

As for those relatively ordinary antique works of art, Bowie, who followed behind, sold them all, and he took them all into his pocket.

Even though some antique shop owners and gallery owners are very cautious, in order to avoid being ransacked by Ye Tian, ​​they asked for exorbitant prices, and even made it clear that they would not do his business.

However, they still cannot avoid the tragic fate of being ransacked.

Those antique dealers and gallery owners could have imagined that Ye Tian had already prepared a backhand to deal with them and deal with this situation long before coming to Florence.

His backhand was Bowie, who had a London accent.

For a whole day, Ye Tian and the others visited almost all the famous and large-scale antique shops, as well as large and small galleries in the old city of Florence.

Wherever they passed, it was like being swept by a hurricane, and there were mourners everywhere, but all the valuable and neglected antique works of art were swept away by them, and there was not a single hair left.

However, those antique shopkeepers and gallery owners who were looted wildly were ignorant and had no idea what they had lost.

At dusk, when the raid was about to end, at the plea of ​​a gallery owner, Ye Tiantian explained in public a classical oil painting he had just bought.

It was an outstanding painting by Titian, a top art master in the late Renaissance, the most famous painter of the Venetian School, and known as "the sun among the stars".

And it is a painting of Titian's later years,

It is almost impossible to encounter in the art market, the artistic value is extremely high, and the market value is naturally extraordinary.

After explaining the classical oil painting by Titian, he gave an estimate on the spot. The value of that painting is no less than 180 million euros. If it goes up for auction, it will definitely fetch a higher price.

The moment he gave the estimate, the gallerist almost passed out on the spot, his heart burst and died.

Afterwards, they left the well-known gallery and returned to the Medici Villa Hotel by car.

Before the convoy returned to the hotel, the news that Ye Tian found and looted an outstanding painting by Titian in his later years spread like wildfire, and spread throughout Florence like a wind, causing a huge commotion.

Even people in the field of antique art collections in other cities in Italy, and even in other parts of the world, soon received the news, and everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

After the news spread, those antique shop owners and gallery owners who had been patronized by Ye Tian before suddenly realized that they must have been ransacked by that bastard Steven.

However, until now, they still don't understand where and how much is the value of what that bastard Steven bought from his store?

Overnight, the sensational effect caused by the appearance of Titian's painting in his later years, not only did not subside, but intensified.

Early this morning, two groups of people appeared at the entrance of the Medici Villa Hotel.

One group came to petition, mainly students from the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, as well as some professional and amateur painters. They begged Ye Tian to keep that Titian painting in Florence.

In their view, it is a rare and top-level work of art, which belongs to the spiritual wealth of the city of Florence and should stay here.

The other group of people was mainly composed of antique dealers, large and small, as well as some ordinary citizens of Florence, and a few tourists who claimed to be righteous, but were actually full and had nothing to do!

They came to protest against Ye Tian's bad behavior of crazily looting the antique art market in Florence, and asked him to return the antique art looted yesterday.

Regardless of petitions or protests, Ye Tian didn't bother to respond, and simply ignored the noises at the hotel entrance.

While speaking, it was almost half past nine in the morning, and Cole's voice suddenly came from the earphones.

"Steven, those Italian cultural relics gendarmes are here, led by Giovanni, and Mario from the Florence Academy of Fine Arts is also here.

There is also the director of the Uffizi Gallery and two top art appraisal experts. These guys have come together and have arrived in the hotel lobby. They want to see you! "

After hearing the notification, Ye Tian did not respond immediately, but raised his hand to check the time, then smiled and said:

"These guys must have heard the news, and apparently they're here for that painting of Titian's later years, which, in the way Italians do, we can't even think of leaving Italy with it.

Undoubtedly, as long as the Italian gendarmes see this oil painting and confirm that it is the work of Titian in his later years, they will definitely include this painting on the list of art restricted from leaving the country as soon as possible.

There is still some time now, and it’s okay to meet those guys. We are going to visit the Uffizi Gallery today. It would be somewhat inappropriate to keep the director of the Uffizi Gallery away.

Let them come up, I'll be waiting for them in the suite, and the people from Sotheby's will be here later, just in time to do the appraisal together and promote the publicity for the future public auction"

"Understood, Steven, I'll send someone to bring them up"

Cole replied in a deep voice, and immediately took action.

A few minutes later, Cole walked into the presidential suite with a group of Italians.

These guys are all familiar faces, and some have dealt with them before, such as the few cultural relic gendarmes, Mario from the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, and a few others.

As for the curator of the Uffizi Gallery and the two top art appraisal experts, although they have never met before, they have seen their photos and heard their names for a long time.

Without exception, these guys are all well-known top professionals in the field of antique art collection, and everyone is not simple.

After greeting each other and exchanging a few simple greetings, Giovanni said with a wry smile:

"It seems that we shouldn't let you enter Italy at all, just like Paris, London, Nice and other cities, Florence also failed to escape the poisonous hands, and was ransacked by you!

In addition to the previous Botticelli painting and yesterday's Titian's work in his later years, I don't know what other top-level antique artworks you have discovered, can you tell us about them? "

Hearing this, everyone at the scene immediately looked at Ye Tian. Everyone's eyes were full of expectation and envy, and their eyeballs were almost red.

Ye Tian nodded slightly, then said with a triumphant smile:

"Florence is worthy of being the capital of art and the birthplace of the Renaissance. There are so many good things. It is no exaggeration to say that this city is full of treasures.

In addition to the two top works of art, I found a copy of Machiavelli's The Prince, first edition of 1513, but a bit damaged, . . . "

Before the words fell, the scene was completely blown up. These Italians all hugged their heads and exclaimed, their expressions and tone were exaggerated to the extreme.

"My God! Machiavelli's "The Prince", and it was the first edition in 1513, did I hear you right? There are only two copies of the first edition of "The Prince" in Italy."

"If it is really the first edition of "The Prince", then there is no doubt that it must be a national treasure in Italy. It is of great research value and extremely precious!"