Chapter 38 Section Thirteen

Qin Cong opened the door and came in. He said: "There is an archway not far from the entrance of the Chung Wah Guild Hall. If you meet, you can invite him to the Double Happiness Tea House. I have already greeted the boss, and the place is still clean." Where there are Chinese people, they have to raise funds to build an archway, which is called Zhonghuamen, and it has become famous all over the world. Foreigners call it Pai Lau, and they don't bother to translate it. Jin Ping asked, "Does Double Happiness have a back door?" "Yes, in the kitchen." Qin Cong said, "Xiao Lu and I will sit near the door."

Jin Ping nodded: "Xiao Lu is not in a good mood, you go out with her for a stroll." "Who cares about her, you spoiled her." The next day, Jin Ping disguised herself as a middle-aged woman, dressed very well, but the clothes were all of the style ten years ago, the coat had big shoulder pads, white shoes, dark brown stockings, 100% out of date. She arrived at the Chinese Guild Hall on time, and saw Chinese teenagers with blond hair gathering in twos and threes. At three o'clock, someone approached and asked, "But Miss Jin Ping?" Jin Ping raised his head: "Mr. Hai, please come to Double Happiness for a cup of tea."

The young man bowed: "Okay." They walked into the teahouse and sat down. The waiter came to greet them. Heifetz said in standard Cantonese, "Give me a pot of Shou Mei and a plate of Fried Noodles with Soy Sauce King." Jin Ping smiled. He stared at her: "You are so young, I didn't expect it." Jin Ping replied with a restrained smile, "It's enough to be your mother." At this time, Qin Cong and Yulu came in and took seats at the door. "You are too young to be interested in this matter." He hesitated a little. Jin Ping asked gently: "Are you used to be so wordy when doing things?"

He blushed, coughed, and drank a cup of Shoumei tea to calm himself down. This woman's eyes were black and white, and she seemed to be smiling even when she wasn't smiling. She didn't belong to a middle-aged woman at all. Is she up to the task? He took out two 10 x 8 photos from his briefcase and handed them to Jin Ping. The photo was a Western painting. Jin Ping's understanding of art is very ordinary, but the masters of Western painting are just those few people, with outstanding styles, easy to recognize at a glance. This is a beautiful landscape painting, but it is not a masterpiece.

There is a prominent signature in the lower left corner, and the artist's name is Slowowski. You can know the market value of the painting by checking the information. The other photo is the back of the painting, with the label and number of the Berlin Museum of Art on it. The name of the painting is "Small Town in Spring Mist". Jin Ping asked a crucial question: "Where is this painting at this moment?" "Gibraltar." "what?" "A portrait, like a human being," said Heifetz, "has its own destiny." "Its fate was very strange."

"Yes, Slowowski is a Polish-Jewish painter. This painting fell into the hands of the Nazis during World War II and was collected in the Berlin Museum of Fine Arts." "what." "Its original owner was my uncle." Jin Ping can guess that there is a history of blood and tears in the painting. "This painting is not a treasure. So far, the auction house's estimate is only about 100,000 US dollars. During the heyday of the Nazis, the art museum lent this painting to the German embassy for decoration. This painting was finally hung in the embassy of a country in North Africa."

Jin Ping hummed: "Of course, there is only one strait between Gibraltar and Gibraltar." "You are right. Later, the Allied forces attacked step by step, the German army retreated, and the ambassador retreated. Suddenly, someone stole valuables from the embassy and sold them. This painting was bought by a merchant in Gibraltar." "Oh, our Chinese cultural relics also have many such embarrassing stories." "That's why I said that only the Chinese can understand the bitterness of the Jews." "You want to get the painting back." "Yes, the Star of David is trying to recover all our pre-WWII property."

Jin Ping said softly: "You will never forget." "Yes," Heifetz said emphatically, "we will never forget, and we will never forgive." The gold bottle made no sound. "That's what we're willing to pay." He wrote a number. It is several times the price of the painting.This matter has become a matter of principle, and they must seek justice. "Please start quickly. The owner of the painting has sold the painting to a businessman in Berlin, who intends to donate the painting to the Berlin Museum of Fine Arts." "You can bid more."

"The owner of the painting is a Nazi sympathizer." Ah, fire and water are incompatible. "Please act as soon as possible." "no problem." Heifetz's national hatred and family hatred suddenly welled up in his heart, his eyes were red: "Thank you." He stood up and left Double Happiness Teahouse, Qin Cong and Yulu followed him out.