MTL - American Warehouse Taobao King-Chapter 47 [On the sky-high oil painting]

   Slowly unpack the outermost layer of plastic wrap, then the canvas, and the innermost is the canvas dedicated to oil painting. And it was wrapped in several layers inside and out. When Yang Yong opened all the canvases, what appeared in front of Yang Yong was an oil painting that was folded into four squares. When they saw an oil painting inside, except for Chris, who was unknown, Yang Yong and Harden were already trembling with excitement. This is the oil painting that Westerners love most, and each one is priceless.

  Yang Yong was afraid that the sweat stains on his hands would contaminate the oil paint on the oil painting, so he ran to the toilet inside the carriage full of sweat. After washing his hands well and drying them with a towel, Yang Yong was afraid of water stains in his hands, so he kept shaking his hands for two minutes before slowly unfolding the four-square oil painting with trembling hands.

   is presented in front of you. It is a small pond with colorful and picturesque scenery, and there are many water lilies floating in it. The oil painting is very realistic and realistic, unlike the oil paintings of abstract writers, which are incomprehensible. The small pond in this landscape painting is very beautiful, and even a small frog squatting on a water lily can be seen clearly.

   The picture is not big and there is a signature on the back of the oil painting, but Yang Yong can't understand the letters on it, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand. We have the Internet God, and everything can be done. Use an Apple mobile phone to take photos of all the oil paintings and letters and upload them to the Internet, and offer a reward of $500 to solicit the meaning of the words above. Answer who painted the oil paintings? When was it drawn? And so on for regular questions.

After    released the reward, Yang Yong began to disassemble the other three cloth bags. As expected, the remaining three cloth bags were all oil paintings. Moreover, the four oil paintings are of the same size, and all the paintings are ponds. If the scenery of the ponds inside is different, it shows the state of the four seasons, and the plants and animals inside are different.

Moreover, the signatures on the back of the oil paintings are all of the same author, and they are all a few paragraphs composed of the same letters. When four beautiful oil paintings with different scenery of the pond in the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter were displayed in front of him, Yang Yong's excitement was beyond words. to express. Just looking at the oil painting and smirking, Harden beside him was no exception. At this time, he was already sitting on a pile of wood not far away, and he was also staring at the oil painting in front of him with a dull expression.

  Only Chris is a normal person, busy dealing with the pile of firewood. Yang Yong’s car has a baler for packing boxes and bags, which can pack the firewood into bundles and neatly stack them on the side of the carriage. The rest of the electronic products were also put together, and then the trunk door of the car was opened. The moment the door opened, the sunlight came in directly. At this time, the sunlight in his eyes brought Yang Yong, who had fallen into fantasy, back to reality.

  When Yang Yong tilted his head and saw the dazzling sunlight, he jumped up with an ooh, cursing Chris incessantly, and hurriedly folded the 4 oil paintings again because the ultraviolet rays had a damaging effect on the oil paintings. "Chris, don't you know how to let me know when you open the door? The most fearful thing about the oil paint on the oil painting you found is the damage of ultraviolet rays. You have no common sense. I really convinced you."

The naive Chris didn't get angry after being scolded by Yang Yong, but scratched his head silly and smiled, "No one told me how many oil paintings you have in your hand! No one told me that oil paintings are afraid of ultraviolet rays. I'll just pay attention next time, don't worry, a little ultraviolet light won't hurt your precious oil painting." Hearing what Chris said, Yang had the courage to shake his head, but you can't make sense with Chris, a foolish man, and the one who suffers in the end must be the one who suffers. Own.

   The people who are tired of playing the qin must be the people who play the qin, not the ox listening to music, so Yang Yong doesn't know how to paint, so he quickly folded a few oil paintings and wrapped them tightly with canvas. Then he personally opened the safe for valuables in the innermost compartment of the carriage. After walking in, he opened a safe hidden in the cabinet. After placing the four oil paintings, he locked the safe on the upper left two floors and instructed his two subordinates. "This is the end of our trip to Washington, let's quickly dispose of some junk in our hands and then check out and return to Baltimore. The guy who wants to be rescued should also wake up soon, and we can go straight to the next stop after we get this anonymous. It's Richmond, the big city, to continue our glorious career."

   "Good boss, let's go now." The two men had long been fed up with the fussiness of these Washington local tyrants, and wanted to escape from here for a long time. Now that Yang Yong has spoken, the two subordinates are unusually active. The division of labor makes it clear that Chris will settle Yang Yong first and then return to the trunk to close the door from the inside. Staying in the carriage, one is to ensure the safety of the oil paintings, and the other is to have wine and food in the box, so Chris can eat and drink to his heart's content.

  Haden acted as the driver, Yang Yong was the navigator, used GPS to search for thrift stores that bought second-hand electronic products, and wandered around downtown Washington for more than two hours before disposing of half a car of used electronic products. The funds obtained were $1,800. Although the income was small, it was enough to cover all the expenses for a trip to Washington.

   Of course, those few oil paintings were not included. In order to catch up with time, Yang Yong ordered him to return to Baltimore overnight and check in to a three-star hotel near the hospital. And paid the room fee for 4 days. After returning to the hotel room, it was already past 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, which was a good time to eat supper, so Yang Yong, who had finished taking a bath and changed clothes, took two of his men to the hotel's restaurant Hu. Eat a Heisei meal.

   It was already 12:30 when I just returned to the room, which is the second half of the night, but the number of night owls in the United States is the most in the world, and the Internet is also the most popular at this time. That is to say, Twitter is full of people, and hot topics are talked about everywhere. Yang Yong, who has been shopping on Twitter for a while, is not at ease in his heart, and after he quits, he looks at his reward. Unexpectedly, his reward notice has been obtained by others, and the answer given to him almost didn't scare Yang Yong's heart disease out. After reading the answer he had been searching for in a stunned manner, Yang Yong ran into the room of the two subordinates like crazy, wearing pajamas and slippers, and slammed the door frantically. "Haden Harden, something big, get up and come to my room,"

After getting Harden's accurate response, Yang Yong ran to the next door and smashed Chris's door. The loud closing sound and the noise from Yang Yong provoked several nearby hotel guests to open the room door and scolded Yang Yong with a sleepy face. pause. scolding Yang Yong for lack of public morality? If you don't sleep at 1:00 in the middle of the night, what kind of demon are you doing in the corridor? The noisy neighbors and even aggressive guests have already used the phone to inform the front desk that if this does not make Yang Yong quiet, these guests will complain to the hotel.

  Yang Yong, who was warned, had no time to deal with these rubbish, and still went his own way and shouted and dragged the two subordinates back to his room. When Harden saw the oil painting materials displayed on Yang Yong's Apple laptop, even Harden, who had always been in a stable form, couldn't help laughing wildly, with his hands in his mouth and his eyes staring like eggs. He looked at Yang Yong in disbelief.

  Although Harden didn't say what he meant, Yang Yong could see that Harden was asking if it was true? The four oil paintings I found in the old red pine wardrobe are actually the masterpieces of Monet. Yang Yong also looked excited and nodded hard at Harden. Harden, who got an accurate answer, fell down on the living room carpet and cried like a child. Chris was confused and didn't know why the boss and Harden were so excited. . And Harden can cry like a child. Did something happen to him? Of course, as a good partner, Chris couldn't watch Harden fall, so Chris decided he wanted to save Harden.