Rockwell's paintings are not very valuable. At least the three paintings in front of him cannot be compared with his high-priced oil paintings, both in terms of size and artistic nature.

However, Yang Jing was indeed very surprised. Yang Jing was not short of famous Western paintings, even he had many paintings by world-class masters such as Beethoven, Raphael, Cézanne, Angel, Monet, Rusbon, Rembrandt, etc., but these three paintings really brought surprises to Yang Jing.

As mentioned earlier, Rockwell's studio caught fire in 1943, but all the manuscripts he had left before were burned by this fire. Even if a small number of Rockwell's original works were rescued at that time, they were extremely precious.

Now three pictures appear at once, which is of course a surprise.

If these three paintings were placed twenty years later, let alone 700,000 yuan, they would probably be able to be taken if they added two zeros.

Of course, Yang Jing would not auction these three paintings anymore. He is not short of money now, and these three paintings can just supplement the collection of the Grand Canal Museum.

Seeing the boss's satisfaction and surprise look, Old Mike's mission today was completed.

His wife Vivian is now sure that it's okay, and her health is getting better and better. People in their sixties, both physically and energetic, are not inferior to those in their thirty years old.

Of course, Old Mike knew that this was Yang Jing's work, so Old Mike was very grateful for it. However, this old man was not very good at expressing his feelings, so he could only repay this kindness by constantly doing things for Yang Jing.

Although Old Mike is over 60 years old, his health and energy are still pretty good. Although he gave Yang Jing a surprise this time, Yang Jing did not intend to let this old guy go.

Who made him look quite leisurely?

I didn't say anything, add a burden!

So, the day after visiting the two galleries, Old Mike almost cried with a sad face.

His sister, I just whitened the 300 tons of gold. Why did you get so much gold again? This pile costs at least 300 tons!

Looking at Old Mike's frowning look, Yang Jing smiled happily.

"Mike, there is an idiom in the ancient China that can best reflect your ability, that is, old age is getting stronger, meaning that men like you are getting stronger as they grow older. So, you can't be scared by the little gold in front of you, you need to continue to whiten them!"

"Cole, wouldn't we just play like this? It would be a death-stop..."

"Hehe, you can take a look at this batch of gold first, look carefully, and see if you can guess the origin of this batch of gold."

Hearing this, the old man's curiosity was immediately aroused. Although he was frowning, he was very happy. Although it was difficult to whiten these gold, with the experience of the last time, these more than 300 tons of gold were nothing to him. The most important thing is that he must be the boss's absolute confidant in doing such things, and he must not do such work by catching someone casually.

Whether it is Henry, David, or Amanda, they all have the ability to whitewash these golds, but the boss has never let them intervene, and even Cesar does not have the qualifications.

At present, only I have the qualification to do this!

For this, Old Mike was very grateful to the boss for his respect.

But the boss's words seemed to be saying that there is something wrong with this batch of gold?

Then let's take a look?

Just take a look!

So old Mike took out his reading glasses and put them on again, then grabbed a gold brick and observed it carefully.

As he looked at it, Old Mike's face changed. Then he put down the gold brick in his hand and grabbed several gold bricks of different sizes and observed them carefully.

"Cole, is this the missing gold of the last tsar in the legend?" After a long time, Old Mike raised his head and asked in shock.

Yang Jing nodded, "Yes, this batch of gold is the gold of the last tsar who disappeared back then, but this is only part of it."

"Cole, did you really find that legendary gold? One thousand six hundred tons?"

Yang Jing smiled and shook his head and said, "I found that batch of gold, but the quantity is not that large, about 1,200 tons."

"Then the quantity is wrong! There is clear evidence to prove that the batch of gold transported from St. Petersburg was 1,600 tons, but why did it be less than 400 tons? Could it be that Kolchak really took the 400 tons away and then sank it on Lake Baikal?"

Looking at the old Mike's eyes lit up, Yang Jing knew that the treasure hunting enthusiasm in the old man's heart was piqued up, so Yang Jing decisively watered it.

"I don't know how much gold Kolchak took away back then, but what is certain is that I searched the bottom of Lake Baikal, but I couldn't find the gold sinking at the bottom of the lake. So, even if Kolchak took away 400 tons of gold, it was probably hidden somewhere. Without clues, that batch of gold is not easy to find."

Hearing this, Old Mike shook his head and sighed with regret, and then he jumped up again, "Cole, don't say that in addition to these 300 tons of gold, there are nine hundred tons of gold waiting to be washed!"

"Yes, that's what I mean. I think if I take out all the 1,200 tons of gold at once, the difficulty of whitening will definitely increase geometrically, so I hid that batch of gold somewhere, and whitening bit by bit will not be easily discovered."

"Christ Jesus, spare me..." Old Mike looked desperate.

"Take it slow, don't worry, I hope you can work for me until you are ninety years old!" Yang Jing laughed and said this, turned around and left here.

Yang Jing doesn't have to worry about the rest. With the ability of Old Mike, this batch of gold can take up to two years to whitewash. Last time, in order to whitewash the 300 tons of gold, Yang Jing even asked Niam Wilson to secretly eat a large amount of shares of Newmont Mining with the name of Black Rock Group and Pioneer Fund. Now the shares of Newmont Mining controlled by Atlantic Capital have reached 43%. If Yang Jing is willing, he can complete the merger and acquisition of Newmont Mining in a very short time.

But Yang Jing did not do this. Yang Jing was originally planning to act low-key, so of course he would not expose KY investment funds or even Atlantic Capital in Newmont Mining.

With the world's second-ranked gold producer as a cover, it is quite easy for Mike to whitewash the gold this time.

After walking out of Old Mike's office, Yang Jing met Henry Williams and Amanda again, and after telling him some things to pay attention to, he went back to modern time and space.

This time, Yang Jing stayed in space and time in 1996 for a total of 16 days. Because space and time in 1996 was still within the time node of 30 years, according to a time flow rate of 1:8, the time and space have only passed two days now.

After coming out of the bedroom, Yang Jing checked the door and found that the thread he tied to the door was not broken, so Yang Jing knew that no one had been here in the past two days.

He opened the refrigerator and found that there were not many vegetables and meat left in it, so he planned to go out and buy it.

The earth outside was still covered with heavy snow. Apart from the cleared highway, there were basically no other colors on the entire wilderness except white.

The Missouri River, which was flowing two days ago, was completely silent at this time, and the river surface was completely frozen.

After putting on the down jacket, Yang Jing opened the door, and the cold wind that was like a knife rushing towards him suddenly made him shudder involuntarily.

The air is very cold, and Yang Jing guessed that it would have to be at least close to minus twenty degrees Celsius. This temperature is rare in Montana at the end of October, which also proves the strength of this cold wave from the side.

No one has come these two days, and Yang Jing has never been out, so it still remains the same as it was two days ago.

A row of snow holes extended directly from the outside of the porch to the agricultural machinery warehouse. It was the morning after the snowing day when Roy Jones stepped out when he went to the agricultural machinery warehouse to drive the tractor.

Yang Jing tried to step on the snow outside, but as soon as he stepped down, the snow fell directly above his knees. Moreover, after two days of freezing, the snow at this time was far less soft than two days ago. At this time, the snow at this time was hard.

Yang Jing knew that if the temperature was twice as low as minus forty degrees, the snow would be completely frozen at that time, and stepping on it would be similar to stepping on it on concrete ground.

After moving to the garage door with difficulty, Yang Jing realized that he had made a big mistake, which was to not clean out the snow in front of the door while the cedar was soft.

There is at least more than 40 meters away from the doorstep to the road. It was a good idea to clean it when it snowed, but now the snow is in a semi-freezing state. How should I clean it?

"It's so lazy that you're going to kill people!" Yang Jing stood in front of the garage where the gate was frozen with the snow, wishing he could yell!

This situation is indeed quite embarrassing, but Yang Jing's mind is fast. It is obviously unlikely to use a broom to clean the snow. However, we also have a killer to clean the snow in the agricultural machinery warehouse.

I didn't say anything, I did it when I thought about it!

I came to the agricultural machinery warehouse staggeringly, opened the door and went in for a while, and the roar of John Deere tractor engine sounded in the warehouse.

With this big guy with a full horsepower, let alone such snow, even if the snow is frozen, this big guy can solve it.

Sitting in the warm and comfortable cab, the big guy was busy working in front of his own door for half an hour. The large area of ​​snow in front of the door was completely cleaned up, and the distance from the door to the highway was more than 40 meters away, Roy Jones had previously cleaned up with a tractor, but Yang Jing was still unsatisfied, so he drove the big guy to sweep it again, completely cleaning out a road that was nearly five meters wide.

I sat in the BMW X5, drove the hot car, and turned on the radio, and a very familiar melody came from it.

“...West Virginia, Mountain Mama, Take me home, country roads…”
Chapter completed!