Taking advantage of the sunny afternoon, the treasure hunters were busy packing up the things they had won.
Li Du waved his hand, and Godzilla and the bodyguards went in to clean up the exhibition room he had won.
Dr. Saatchi stood by and watched him wave his hand to arrange for people to go in. He stared at him and asked, "You bought this room?"
"Yes," Li Du said with a smile. "I bought a few rooms and wanted to see if I could make some money from them."
Dr. Saatchi was by no means a good businessman. When he heard Li Du's words, he immediately took his arm and said, "This museum has been cleaned up by the city government, the bank, and several universities. There is nothing valuable in it. Why don't you sell the things in this room to me? I'll give you, I'll give you two thousand dollars … "
The way Li Du looked at him became a little strange.
Noticing this, Dr. Saatchi, who had been chattering endlessly, changed his words. He swallowed hard and said, "It's like this. I have feelings for the buildings and the tables and chairs here. I want to buy the tables and chairs."
Li Du said, "I respect your feelings for this building, but if you want to buy some tables and chairs, there are many in other rooms …"
"I'll buy them all," Dr. Saatchi interrupted him. Dr. Saatchi interrupted him and said, "I will buy all these tables and chairs and put them in my house to recreate the museum."
With a pitiful look, he continued, "You'll agree to a bad old man's request, right? I'm sure you'll agree. I've lived here all my life. God, I've become one with this place … "
At this point, his expression suddenly changed. He slowly closed his mouth and stared at Li Du carefully.
Li Du was frightened by his stare and said, "What's the matter, Dr.?"
Dr. Saatchi said, "Last night, last night I saw you on the street? It was you, wasn't it? "
He looked at Godzilla and the others. The latter's body shape and appearance were more recognizable.
Li Du said generously, "Yes, I was walking around last night. We did meet. What's the matter?"
Dr. Saatchi's face turned livid. He stopped talking and stared at Li Du with a piercing gaze again.
Li Du shrugged and ignored him. He directed the crowd to pack up the things inside.
Now the exhibition room was a mess. The broken ceiling was falling down, and the concrete blocks, wooden floors and their fragments were everywhere.
Godzilla cleared out a table, exerting the strength of nine bulls with both hands, and forcibly dragged the big table out.
The table was made of solid wood and was originally very hard, but now that it had fallen from the second floor and was hit by concrete blocks and chairs, it was inevitable that the table would be a little scattered.
Godzilla pulled with brute force, and the table was completely broken. The surface was pulled away, and the solid wooden table finally broke into pieces.
The table was sturdy, supported not by four legs, but by two thick, broad planks of solid wood.
After the table was pulled down, a hole was revealed in the wooden board.
Godzilla looked inside and said strangely, "Hey, boss, there's something inside."
Li Du asked, "What is it? Don't tell me someone hid silver coins in the warehouse like they did in the prison? "
Godzilla shook his head. "No, it's a book, a very big book."
Li Du said disappointedly, "Who would put books in the table support? What book? "
"A very big book." Godzilla picked up the wooden board and poured out the book. Then a huge book, which was a meter long, sixty or seventy centimeters wide and more than ten centimeters thick, was poured out.
Seeing the book, Dr. Saatchi's expression changed, but he did not look at it. Instead, he went to the side to make a phone call.
Li Du took out the book with a puzzled look. The surrounding treasure hunters were attracted by it and came over to ask, "What book is this? Why is it so big? "
There was a name on the cover of the book. Li Du read, "'Birds of America'? The author is John James Audubon. Does anyone know this book and this person? "
John James Audubon. This name wasn't well-known to the Chinese, but to the Americans, it was definitely a name that reverberated like thunder.
Just as Chinese students learned about the ancient scientists Zhang Heng, Shen Kuo, Xu Xiake and others in primary school, American students also learned about the story of John James Audubon.
Looking at the name on the book, some treasure hunters were stunned. "God, John James Audubon? The famous painter and naturalist two centuries ago. His illustrations of birds have always been known as American national treasures. "
"That's the book, it's' Birds of America ', God! I'm not dreaming, am I? You actually found a 'Birds of America'? This is the national treasure masterpiece that he relied on to become famous! "
"Yes, that's it. 'Birds of America', 'Turkey', and 'Quadrupeds of America'. These books are national treasures."
The treasure hunters' exclamations attracted more people, but Dr. Saatchi did not approach. He walked to the side and looked out at the street with a gloomy face.
Soon, after a lively discussion, Li Du understood the situation of Audubon.
In the hearts of Americans, Mr. Audubon's fame was no less than that of modern European scientists and medieval Renaissance artists. He left behind countless paintings in his life, each of which was not only an important source of information for scientific research, but also a rare masterpiece of art.
The American academic community called Audubon "the greatest avian naturalist in history." He was born in France in 1785 and immigrated to North America at the age of 18.
Because of his excellent hunting skills in the countryside when he was a child, Audubon came to North America and hunted a large number of birds, fixed them with wire to make temporary specimens, and then painted them in a one-to-one ratio.
This practice seems a bit cruel today, but at that time, naturalists could only rely on this method to accurately record the appearance of wild animals.
Everyone was doing this at that time. The reason why Audubon became famous was that he improved the painting of birds with his many years of bird-watching and bird-watching experience.
The birds in his paintings no longer stood foolishly like in early natural paintings, but showed a variety of natural habits: flying, foraging, brooding, fighting, and so on.
Because a large number of birds had become extinct in modern times, people could only understand the birds of the American continent hundreds of years ago through these natural paintings.
Among these, Audubon's natural paintings were the best way to understand, and among these best ways to understand, there was a smooth road, and that was the "Birds of America" in Li Du's hands.
Someone went online to check the current transaction price of the book, and then opened his mouth in shock. Other people went to check, and when they saw the price, their mouths would open wide.
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