3759: C3759 Ancient Painting

C3759 Ancient Painting

Cao Yuande stared at Yang Bo and smiled, "You're so young. It doesn't matter what you do now, it won't be too late. Why do you need to be so emotional?"

Yang Bo smiled and did not explain.

While they were talking, Cao Yuande's phone rang. He picked up the phone and replied with a few sentences. His expression was somewhat anxious.

When Cao Yuande hung up the phone, Yang Bo asked, "Is something the matter?"

Cao Yuande shook his head. "It's nothing. I'll deal with it later."

Yang Bo smiled and said, "Since it's something, I won't bother you anymore."

Cao Yuande looked at Yang Bo, deep in thought. He suddenly asked, "Do you know how to repair ancient paintings?"

Yang Bo saw Cao Yuande's solemn expression. Clearly, this matter was extremely important. He could not help but ask, "There are many masters of repairing ancient paintings. They are very professional. Even if I go to the scene, I can only go and learn!"

Cao Yuande hesitated and said, Cao Yuande hesitated and said, "I remember that your sculpting skills are good. Your hands are steady and careful. You should be able to finish uncovering the paintings."

"This time, we bought a batch of ancient paintings from overseas. Due to the large number of them, almost all the masters of repairing ancient paintings in the country were invited, but it is still not enough!"

"You should know that there is a great shortage of restoration masters in the country. Many of them have been transferred here. They can't stay for long. If it is convenient for you, you can just work hard for a few days!"

Yang Bo laughed when he heard this, "If you do not mind, I will go and take a look. If I can help, I will do my best!"

Cao Yuande was very excited. He was just testing Yang Bo, but he did not expect Yang Bo to agree.

Without delay, the two of them walked out.

When they went downstairs, Yang Bo saw Zhao Zixiang walking towards them. He said to Cao Yuande, "Professor Cao, wait for me. I'll just say a few words."

Cao Yuande nodded. He walked a few dozen meters away and waited.

Zhao Zixiang didn't say anything. He said frankly, "We have already investigated the background of that person!"

"He doesn't have any background or identity. He probably just happened to trick the Cui Family. I've already arrested him!"

Zhao Zixiang paused for a moment and looked up at Yang Bo. He looked hesitant.

Yang Bo asked, "He was arrested. What did he say?"

Zhao Zixiang lowered his voice. "He said... he knew you, and he said he came from Jinling. He said he would only speak to you when he saw you."

Yang Bo snorted and said, "This time, when I came back, many people must have heard about my name. It's not a big deal to know my name."

"He didn't recognize me in front of me. How could he recognize me?"

"This man must be under my banner. He is afraid of punishment. Don't show mercy. Punish him severely."

Yang Bo stopped. He raised his hand and said, "From Jinling? "You know me?"

"Lock him up first, don't let him out!"

Zhao Zixiang nodded.

After watching Yang Bo leave, Zhao Zixiang heaved a sigh of relief. After catching him, he heard that he knew Yang Bo. Zhao Zixiang almost killed him because he saw him walk out of Yang Bo's room with his own eyes. Luckily, he was able to restrain himself.

Now it seemed that this Daoist Green Lotus really had something to do with Yang Bo.

But what did they have to do with him?

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Yang Bo did not care. He followed Cao Yuande to the site of the restoration.

From Cao Yuande, Yang Bo learned that this batch of paintings was found in a secret underground warehouse in a castle in Europe. There were hundreds of them. As the warehouse was sealed, it was not discovered until recently. These paintings were full of mold. Just repairing them would cost a lot of money.

The owner of the castle had no choice but to donate these paintings. Cao Yuande had flown these paintings back two days ago, and he had been busy these past two days.

When they arrived at the scene, a strong moldy smell wafted over. Yang Bo saw that there were white-haired old men and young men who were busy repairing the paintings. The scene was extremely quiet, and even when they opened their mouths to speak, they would whisper to each other.

In order to protect these paintings, the temperature of the scene was constant and humid. When they worked, they had to wear masks, and they were afraid that the moisture from their breathing would contaminate the paintings.

Cao Yuande handed Yang Bo a mask, and Yang Bo took it and put it on.

Cao Yuande brought Yang Bo to the warehouse next to them. The place was full of paintings. These paintings had turned black, and the contents of the paintings could not be seen clearly.

Cao Yuande introduced, "Everyone is repairing the paintings now. They are all slightly better. The rest of the paintings are too difficult to repair, or they cannot be repaired by ordinary means."

"You can choose a painting and try it. You don't have to succeed. Just try your best!"

Yang Bo turned back to look at Cao Yuande. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have been plotted against by Professor Cao.

Because Yang Bo had contacted him in advance before visiting Cao Yuande, Cao Yuande knew that Yang Bo was about to arrive. Just by looking at the situation at the scene, he should be able to tell how busy Cao Yuande was during this period of time. However, he still took time to receive Yang Bo.

Cao Yuande vaguely knew that Yang Bo was cultivating. Perhaps he wanted to use Yang Bo's hand to rescue the paintings. After all, these paintings could not be repaired by ordinary means.

Yang Bo was cultivating, so his means should naturally be extraordinary.

After thinking through all of this, Yang Bo did not pay much attention to it. After all, it was precisely because of the antiques that he was able to obtain wealth and reach this step!

Yang Bo nodded slightly. Light flashed in front of his eyes. The paintings in front of him had a faint glow. Perhaps it was because they were severely damaged, but the brilliance of these paintings was not strong. They appeared very weak, as if they would be extinguished very soon.

Yang Bo took a look and was about to look away when there was a different light in the faint light.

Yang Bo carefully walked forward. He flipped open a painting outside and picked up an ancient black moldy painting. This painting was already wet, as if it was going to rot at any time!

Yang Bo turned around and looked at Cao Yuande. "If I can fix a few more paintings, can you give this painting to me?"

Cao Yuande did not hesitate. "As long as you can save them, it doesn't matter even if I give them to you."

Yang Bo gave Cao Yuande a deep look and did not say anything.

Cao Yuande felt guilty. These paintings were judged to be worthless. He pulled Yang Bo over because he wanted to use Yang Bo to save more ancient paintings.

Yang Bo must have seen through this!

However, Cao Yuande was thick-skinned. As long as he was not embarrassed, no one would be embarrassed.

Yang Bo walked out with the painting. Although everyone was focused on repairing the painting, the ancient painting that Yang Bo took out still attracted the attention of the restoration masters.

One should know that the ancient paintings in the warehouse were sentenced to death!

Yang Bo took out the ancient painting. Was there any miracle medicine in it?

However, when they saw Yang Bo's young and mature face, they could not help but be surprised. How could they have such an illusion?

- The content came from [Mikoo Reading].

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