A shiny copper kettle, but the background color of this copper kettle is different from the bright gold color of traditional copper kettles.

Instead, there are different horizontal or vertical stripes in different parts.

Each piece gathers these countless stripes, and these stripes gathered together are like patches of different brightness.

Chen Rui was relieved when he saw the plaque.

That's right, just as he guessed, this copper pot is a bronze ware.

The so-called bronze ware refers to the copper ingots used with relatively high impurity content during production.

During the refining process, an unusual forging process was used.

Let different types of impurities gather together, and then after shaping, apply a layer of mysterious material as a coating.

When it is put into the kiln for calcination, the temperature must be constantly changed and adjusted.

Let various isotopes gather together to form unique aggregation areas.

After firing, there is a final unique process.

That is pickling. After pickling, the copper kettle will reveal a beautiful appearance that is completely different from ordinary copper kettles.

Other copper kettles may have an ordinary pure copper color on the outside.

However, on the outside of the copperware, metal plaques of different brightness and color can be opened to form different geometric shapes.

It feels very much like a mosaic.

The copper pot in front of me is obviously the bronze pottery used by Qianlong back then.

This may also be related to his status at the time. Although he was a prince, he was not an emperor after all.

Therefore, the quality of the copperware used was slightly inferior, so it was made into copperware.

It's no wonder that the rust on the outside of this copper kettle is not the green rust of traditional copper kettles.

Chen Rui only wiped out a small area of ​​original color and stopped.

Because his guess has been verified, there is no need to circle it next.

After all, he didn't want to be in a large audience, because a copper pot attracted people to watch.

After putting away the copper pot, Chen Rui left the stall under the envious eyes of the stall owner.

After walking a few steps further, we arrived at the Western Art District.

The stalls here mainly sell oil paintings.

There are dozens of stalls, and each one is covered with oil paintings from the inside out.

Some even put oil paintings outside, and Chen Rui looked at them as he walked.

Many of the oil paintings here are modern works and are not worth much at first glance.

He walked through several stalls, but there were no masterpieces by famous artists.

Think about it, in such a large collection of antiques, what famous paintings can you ask them to display?

After all, masterpieces by famous artists are hung in museums, or on the walls of rich people's homes.

And in such antique stalls, let alone famous paintings.

If there are a few ancient paintings from the medieval era, they are considered valuable treasures.

After thinking about this, Chen Rui relaxed his mind and slowed down in front of these stalls.

Because although they are modern works, some of these oil paintings still emit a faint white light.

This shows that although these paintings are not famous now, the authors who created them are still quite capable.

Therefore, the future appreciation potential of these paintings is still very good.

Although Chen Rui has no intention of purchasing, this does not prevent him from carefully observing those potential works.

But when he walked to a stall, he suddenly froze.

Because from a box behind the stall, he saw a strong red light flashing above the box.

He took a breath and knew that there must be a treasure in this box.

However, Chen Rui quickly adjusted his mood, and then started to pretend to be walking around the stall.

There are several paintings placed outside the stall, none of which are by famous artists. There are two rows of hanging racks inside the stall, and there are also many paintings on them.

There are also some paintings laid flat on the stalls for customers to choose.

The box that Chen Rui was interested in was actually a large wooden box filled with oil paintings.

Perhaps because they cannot be placed outside, many paintings are placed vertically in this wooden box.

The boss is a middle-aged man with a beard and curly hair.

Although he is old, it can be seen from his dress that this guy still has a strong artistic instinct.

Chen Rui pretended to read the works outside, and then shook his head as if he was not satisfied.

He turned to the stall owner sitting inside and asked: "Boss, can you also take a look at the paintings in this box?"

"Of course, you can look at it as you like, but be careful not to break it."

"Thank you, don't worry, I will definitely be very careful."

Chen Rui pretended to be calm and came to the wooden box. There was a latch on the box.

Pull out the latch and the sides of the box can be fully opened.

Then you can pull the painting out from inside.

Chen Rui took out all the paintings inside, and then pretended to read them again.

There are seven or eight of these paintings, and they include paintings of everything.

But there were only two paintings that he paid most attention to, because these two paintings exuded a strong red light.

One of the paintings seemed very familiar to him at first glance.

Because the style is very similar to the Rembrandt paintings he got from the museum before.

The painting is a portrait of a man, a middle-aged man with a bald head and a big beard.

The painting is very vivid, even the wrinkles and crow's feet on the face can be seen clearly.

The other one is a knight riding a horse and carrying a long sword, who looks very mighty.

The most important thing is that the lighting effect of this painting is very good. Even when you see the painting, you can't help but think of it.

A scene of a warrior wearing armor galloping on horseback in the sun.

It is these two paintings that exude a strong red light.

Chen Rui couldn't help but hold his breath when he saw it, and at this moment, the curly-haired artistic middle-aged man quietly came to him at some point.

"What? Do you like these two Rembrandt works?"

"What?"

Chen Rui couldn't help but be shocked. How did he know that these two paintings were authentic works by Rembrandt?

But if he knew, then why would he put these two paintings here?

You know, if this is an authentic painting by Rembrandt, that pair is worth at least several million?

Chen Rui turned his head, but when he saw the stall owner's face full of teasing smile.

He knew that this guy definitely didn't know...

"Ah! Rembrandt? No way! Shouldn't Rembrandt's works be displayed in museums or in the homes of rich people?"

Chen Rui asked with a smile. The stall owner rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"All right……"

Seeing his expression like this, Chen Rui felt ecstatic in his heart.

This is called pretending to be true and turning the truth into falsehood!

The stall owner obviously didn't know that the two "fake" paintings in his hand were actually Rembrandt's original paintings.
Chapter completed!