Chapter 486 Tang Bu Ci This Innocent Look
The corners of Ye Xiaomei's mouth twitched. She had been so busy in the past six months that she had forgotten about it.
Since Tang Buci said so, Ye Xiaomei also suggested seriously: "You said before that I can't change the price. If you give it to me, I will definitely make a comprehensive revision. Otherwise, you can take it back and I won't care."
Tang Bushi thought about it for a while, and now he was so poor that he had to starve to death, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.
"I'm going to make a call." Tang Bu Ci got up and went to the study, rummaging through the drawers and found a yellowed booklet.
After searching several times, I found a person with the surname Pan.
Ye Xiaomei didn't know who he was calling, she only heard him suddenly raise his voice: "What? Died last year?"
Ye Xiaomei almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
After a long while, Tang Buci made a few phone calls, then walked out with a helpless look on his face. He was obviously listless when he sat down:
"Let's wait for news. Those old guys who liked to collect antiques are either dead or paralyzed. Now the only hope is to contact Pan Fugui, the son of Mr. Pan who bought the jade bracelet that year."
Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but frown. This matter would be really difficult to handle if the funds were not in place.
Seeing Ye Xiaomei frowning, Tang Bu Ci said calmly, "If it doesn't work, I have another way to save you."
Having said that, Tang Buci stood up and went back into his study.
Ye Xiaomei followed closely behind.
Seeing Tang Buci standing in front of the huge bookshelf in a daze, Ye Xiaomei understood instantly:
"How many old books do you want to sell?"
Tang Bushi's eyes were filled with reluctance, but he nodded decisively: "I'll pick a few books that are not too important, but have some historical dates."
As he said this, he shouted outside.
Li Yao rushed in happily: "Boss, what's the matter? Just tell me. I'll be there at your beck and call."
"Help me hold the ladder."
"Okay." Li Yao raised his butt and supported it very hard.
Tang Bushi climbed up the ladder and searched around for at least half an hour. He looked at this and that and felt reluctant to part with them. Finally, he took down a book and a scroll.
Ye Xiaomei quickly stretched her head to look.
At that time, Ye Xiaomei almost died on the spot.
——Handwritten note of golden plum blossoms.
The cover showed a half-covered, seductive woman, with the words "Spring Night Record" written in small seal script on it.
That picture is more intuitive.
——A picture of flowers blooming in the Mingtang and the harem.
The moment she opened the picture, Ye Xiaomei blushed. It was all about various sexual positions. The painting was very exquisite, and the characters' expressions, body curves and private parts were all painted vividly.
"You... want to sell it?" Ye Xiaomei swallowed hard, looking at Tang Buci's handsome face and clear eyes. For the first time, she suspected that he didn't understand any of this at all.
But how could these seniors not understand? Ye Xiaomei found it too unbelievable.
Tang Bushi was still looking at the picture seriously, while Li Yao behind him had his eyes wide open, and their expressions were completely different.
Tang Buci said calmly, "This is a painting of Mingtang, created by Yao Boye. It was worth a hundred taels of gold at the time, and famous families would even compete to keep it as a dowry for their daughters. It should be quite valuable now."
Ye Xiaomei took a breath of cold air. It was the first time she saw a senior official speaking about the secrets of the bedroom in such a clean and quiet manner.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly turned around and looked at Li Yao behind her: "What are you doing?"
Ye Xiaomei patted her shoulder in disdain. This guy was watching so intently that his saliva almost dripped onto her shoulder.
"No, no." Li Yao quickly sucked his saliva: "I'll just take a look, just take a look."
"You go out first." Tang Buci brought Li Yao back to reality with a word, but he was still reluctant to leave and turned back to take advantage of him a few more times before leaving.
Ye Xiaomei frowned and looked at Tang Buci. Did he really not understand or was he pretending not to understand?
Tang Bushi was still very serious. He pointed at one of the women and said, "This woman is the most favored concubine during the Mingtang period..."
Having said that, Tang Buci suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaomei.
At that moment, the two looked at each other, and Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank: "Are you looking at me?"
Tang Buci said nothing and looked carefully at the painting of spring scenery again, then looked at Ye Xiaomei.
Ye Xiaomei was getting impatient with his stare, and she was sure that Tang Bushi didn't seem to have any feelings about these erotic pictures, so she couldn't help but stretch her head to take a look.
"Don't you find it looks a bit like you?"
As soon as Tang Buci said this, Ye Xiaomei was about to kick him, but she soon discovered the clue:
"That's not right. The women here all seem to look the same."
Ye Xiaomei slowly withdrew her feet.
Upon closer inspection, whether it is the Spring Dawn Picture or the Picture of the Fairy Drinking, they seem to be painted almost the same.
This scroll is more than two meters long, and when it is spread out on the table, the scrolls at both ends can hardly be held up.
"Hiss, yes, it's just that the clothes and the occasion are different." Tang Bu Ci took a breath of cool air suspiciously.
Ye Xiaomei immediately poured cold water on him: "Even if the quality of the paintings of that era was poor, they could still be exchanged for money. But if it was a fake... then it's hard to say."
"Impossible." Tang Buci immediately waved his hand firmly: "It can't be a fake."
"Why do those people look the same?" Ye Xiaomei was not convinced. Anyway, she didn't know how to identify treasures.
Tang Bushi couldn't figure it out either. This was a painting by Yao Boye, who was one of the most famous artists at the time and was usually only hired by the royal family:
"This painting is his last relic. It is very precious. Mr. Yao originally took it with him to the burial ground. Later, the grave was dug up by government officials. It was not until then that it came to light. It cannot be a fake."
Ye Xiaomei smacked her lips and said, "How tragic! Someone dug up my grave right before I died."
I thought to myself, this guy is not only a famous artist, but also a pervert, otherwise why would he take such a picture to his grave.
Ye Xiaomei immediately lost interest and turned around to ask Li Yao for something to eat.
Being stopped by Tang Buci, he said without giving up: "You don't believe this is an authentic work?"
Ye Xiaomei smiled bitterly: "I'm not an expert, and I can't tell whether it's real or fake."
Tang Bushi took two steps forward, grabbed Ye Xiaomei's arm and pulled her over. He pointed at one of the women who had her legs spread apart and her ankles tied with white silk and hung up, looking ecstatic, and said:
"You're right, you see, these people's faces are indeed the same."
Ye Xiaomei's face was burning with anger, and she turned away: "Look for yourself."
"What's wrong?" Tang Buci asked as if he didn't know the reason: "This is a famous painting, very valuable. I just think this painting is the most valuable one in all my collections, but it is also the most useless one to me. Otherwise, I would not be willing to exchange it for money."
Ye Xiaomei turned around and looked Tang Buci up and down in surprise.
He has a unique face, a perfect height and figure, and he is also extremely rich. Where can you find such a perfect man?
But he looks as if he doesn't care about anything other than money. Is he possessed by evil spirits or does he have some serious illness?
"Don't look at me, look at the painting." Tang Buci pointed at the scroll, then bent over his desk and started reading again:
"However, I'm glad to have you. You reminded me that these people all look the same, but... historical records show that during the Mingtang period, Emperor Ming had 116 concubines in his harem. Of course, some of them died suddenly and some are no longer alive. So, why did Mr. Yao paint each of them as... the same face?
And it was my last work that was taken underground.”
Seeing that there was no sign of lewdness on his face, Ye Xiaomei cleared her throat and said casually:
"Yao Boye is an old pervert. It is possible that he fell in love with one of the emperor's concubines while he was viewing paintings in the emperor's bedroom. After all, all men are the same."
After Ye Xiaomei finished speaking, she thought to herself, my husband is still the best, he never flirts with other women.
Who knew that Tang Buci's reaction would be unexpectedly great.
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