After passing through the sack with a large number of gold products, there was a fork in the front less than 100 meters, Zhang Nan came to choose a man, left, woman and right, and the four of them did not separate, and they advanced to the left side of the tunnel together. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

God knows how deep these mines have been dug, but it's better not to divide the troops.

Unexpectedly, I only walked about two or three hundred meters, and there was nothing else in the fork except for a broken bucket from more than a hundred years ago.

The original path retreated into the arc-shaped mine on the right, the ground was still slightly upward, and it was only less than 100 meters before it was blocked - not that there was no way to the end of the hole, but that it was blocked by something!

The mine cave is about 20 meters wide here, and this is a mining operation face: thanks to the dense rock structure here, there is no collapse or water leakage, otherwise what blocks the passage here will make Zhang Nan's heart ache unstoppable!

You can't touch the water!

On the left were countless boxes, stacked so high that they completely blocked the view—a few of them had fallen and broken for unknown reasons, revealing a large number of paper objects.

Zhang Nan saw that they were all scrolls.

It's not a Chinese-style scroll calligraphy and painting, as soon as you open it, there are some words inside, and they are all handwritten manuscripts and flower fonts.

Zhang Nan didn't know it, Guan Xingquan didn't know it, and even he, a language genius, had never seen this kind of writing: "Maybe Latin." ”

You can only guess.

Nicole and Jenny are not there, and Zhang Nan is gone: I can't even recognize what the text is, so study it!

However, when Zhang Nan pried open several similar boxes in succession, except for one containing old books, the other boxes were full of handwritten scrolls like this: it is certain that these scrolls are not young, definitely earlier than the Third Reich.

In particular, one of the books in the box was marked 1457, and it was not parchment, but it was printed on the most precious paper at the time!

The font is still the kind that Guan Xingquan doesn't know, but how does Zhang Nan think and feel that this big guy should be the Bible.

"The Bible of 1457 is still in print, and I'll have to ask Nicole when the time comes. ”

I thought about it in my heart, but I didn't dwell too much on this issue, and the things on the other side seemed to be more attractive.

"Put it away first, I guess what kind of literature it is, and I'll talk about it back. ”

Put the books and papers back in the big wooden box, and don't bother with these things for the time being: there are strips of wood on the ground on the right, presumably to prevent there is almost no moisture here. The top of the wooden strip is like a stack of dried tofu, and layers of frame-like things are stacked horizontally.

Alyosha has seen similar storage methods in Yongcheng, and Zhang Nan, Xiang Weirong and Guan Xingquan know it - those are all paintings!

If the number is too large, the framed paintings and drawings are placed in this way, so that the weight of the respective frames will not crush the adjacent paintings.

Mao saw that there were hundreds of paintings in this row, and the ones below were larger, and there were even some smaller ones on the top.

Like the boxes on the left, they are piled higher than people, which makes people wonder if the top ones are just thrown up!

"Xingquan, go up and have a look. ”

Guan Xingquan nodded and glanced at Alyosha. The latter made a slight lunge back and forth, and his hands and fingers were interlocked, making himself a pedestal. Guan Xingquan stepped on the big man's hands to pull himself up a meter and shine a flashlight inside.

The people were still above, Guan Xingquan said: "There are at least thirty or forty floors, and there are still some things behind it, which seem to be sculptures, and I also see a big grandfather clock." ”

As he spoke, he used a flashlight to take a photo from a different angle, "There are sculptures as tall as me in the back, probably marble!"

Zhang Nan complained directly on the side: "Marble, even if it was snatched from Greece, how can this fascist let us move out?!"

Before the collapse of the Third Reich, there were cases of precious sculptures hidden, and Zhang Nan had seen them in the materials, which is not surprising.

But now I can't use a truck in a situation I face, and if those sculptures weigh a thousand pounds, then my gang will be blind, and it is very likely that they will continue to throw things in the mine.

Xiang Weirong motioned for Guan Xingquan to get down from Alyosha's hand, and Guan Xingquan easily took down one of the small paintings resting on the top of the first row, and then jumped down and handed the painting to Zhang Nan.

Wrapped in a layer of waterproof kraft paper, it measures about 50 by 70 centimeters. Untied the tied linen thread, a woman with a luo body who was taking a bath in the bathroom in front of everyone looked very plump.

Some time ago, I learned a few tricks from Nong Bosheng, and after looking for a long time, I finally found a dot mark in the corner of the painting, on the edge of the bath that exposed a corner.

After thinking about it in my head, the mark was too simple to recognize, so I had to say: "I can't remember who it is, but according to the painting style, this is a bit like the 19th century French painter Jean-Auguste Dominique Ingres, I have seen a few of his works, just this style." That guy likes to draw women, and he still doesn't wear clothes. ”

"Useful?"

"Nowadays, it's tens or millions of dollars, but I can't even get started with Western painting. ”

And Zhang Nan also smiled bitterly, "I can't sell it without a few years of research, and God knows if it is on the list of artworks looted by the Nazis who are not in the United Nations or any international organization whose name cannot be named, there may be trouble as soon as it appears." ”

"You don't lack money, go get a super gallery by yourself, hang it up and study it slowly. ”

Xiang Weirong pouted and said.

"Then the house on my Long Island is not big enough, I have to buy the next door, turn it over and rebuild it, and make a secret museum, and put these shady works of art. ”

"Jenny said that the computer next door to you seems to be going to sell the house to raise ......money" only said two sentences, Xiang Weirong felt wrong: he was taken into the ditch by his brother-in-law, which would say that Nima built a house!

The painting was rewrapped, and in order to get a general idea of the quality of the painting here, a large guy with a painting width of at least two and a half meters long and a height of one meter and a half meters was taken out from the side: as soon as it was opened, a large number of knights on horseback appeared in front of the four people, and the scene was grand!

"It's a Cossack!"

Alyosha, who rarely spoke before, said a rare word, and when he saw that the other three people were looking at him, the big man smiled: "My ancestors are Russian Cossacks." ”

I didn't study what Alyosha's grandfather and grandfather were doing, anyway, this guy is now a Chinese, Zhang Nan refocused on the painting.

After looking at it for a while with a flashlight, Zhang Nan straightened up and said: "Even if I am a layman, I am nine times out of ten sure, this is the painting of the greatest Russian realist painter at the end of the 19th century, Ilya Yefimovich Repin!"

"The slender man on the Volga?"

Zhang Nan nodded, "It's that Repin, this painting... It's amazing!"