"Don't you know? This picture is a picture of Mi Dian worshiping stones painted by Master Chen Hongshou. Mi Dian's original name was Mi Fu. He was one of the four great masters of the Song Dynasty. He was as famous as Huang Tingjian, Su Dongpo and Cai Xiang, because He loves stones so much that he is called Midian. The pictures of Midian worshiping stones are classics and are collected by many people. Especially the works of Master Chen Hongshou are the most famous. I remember that at an auction in Beijing, this Midian worshiped stone The painting has been sold for more than half a million yuan. I think your painting is worth more than that other painting."
Wang Ding was just about to say that he didn't know who Chen Hongshou was when he picked it up, but at this second, the jade plaque started to beat again. Wang Ding couldn't help but look at the jade plaque, and the jade plaque that had absorbed the spiritual energy translated again. paragraphs of text.
Chen Hongshou was a famous painting master in the late Ming Dynasty. His artistic achievements were mainly reflected in the layout. The Ming Dynasty to the early Qing Dynasty was the golden age of Chinese printmaking, especially Xiao Yuncong and Chen Hongshou, two masters in the painting world. Xiao's handed down wood Landscapes are the best prints, while Chen Hongshou dominates the world of figure painting. Chen Hongshou makes extensive use of sharp squares, straight lines, and straight turns. The turns and changes of the lines are very strong. They can properly follow the direction of the clothing lines and explain the movement of the characters... Chen Hongshou's works are handed down from generation to generation. Very few, and a picture of Midianbai Stone he drew...
Wang Ding looked at the picture of Mi Dian worshiping the stone again, and sure enough, it was exactly what it said on the jade plaque. It vividly reproduced the artistic technique of Master Chen Hongshou. Moreover, when Wang Ding stopped at the last paragraph of text, the jade plaque was still there. An estimate is given for this work.
It was indeed missed because its value turned out to be...
It turned out to be six hundred thousand.
Six hundred thousand yuan is indeed not much for Wang Ding now. But compared to spending only 3,500 yuan to find a painting by Master Chen Hongshou worth 600,000 yuan, this is definitely a miss, and the profit is nearly two hundred times. !
"Congratulations, Wang Ding. With the speed at which you are getting rich, I think you are not far away from becoming the richest man in Gan City."
"How can it be so exaggerated?" Wang Ding said modestly.
"Is it an exaggeration? I don't think so! But I learned a sentence from the text, live in wealth and honor. Don't forget each other. You have become the richest man in Gancheng, but don't forget me, Mu Tianlan."
"I will never forget you. You, Mu Tianlan, are my great benefactor and my Bole. How could I forget you? I will remember you all my life, okay?"
"I don't want you to remember your whole life. By the way, you said that your painting was almost bought by someone else, so what happened?" Mu Tianlan changed the subject.
"Oh, you don't know, the last time I came here, a father and son also wanted to accept this painting. But they planned to defraud the painting away with one or two thousand yuan. At that time, both father and son were very good at acting. It was lifelike. I happened to be in front of them at the time. The poor performance really made me unhappy, so I paid 3,500 yuan to make the father and son's dream come true. They must have thought that I had bought the painting. , that’s why I didn’t go to the stall owner’s stall. If they asked first and asked if the painting hadn’t been sold yet, I wouldn’t have such good luck.”
Mu Tianlan chuckled, "So there is such a thing. It seems you are really lucky."
After putting away Master Chen Hongshou's painting of Midian Worshiping Stone, Wang Ding handed it over to Mu Tianlan's driver for safekeeping. Because that guy Sun Qian would be here soon. If that guy saw this painting, he would definitely If you want to buy this painting, then it will be difficult for you to sell the picture of the withered robin.
…
At 2:10 in the afternoon, Sun Qian and two of his men arrived at the gate of Qingshuitang.
After getting off an Audi Q7, Sun Qian waved to Wang Ding from a distance. Seeing that the beautiful girl Mu Tianlan was following Wang Ding, Sun Qian had some thoughts of hunting for beauty.
The pace obviously quickened, and Sun Qian rushed over.
"We haven't seen you for a few days. Master Sun is even more handsome!"
"Are you handsome? Aren't I like this every day? You, Wang Ding, haven't changed at all, but Miss Mu Tianlan beside you has become more and more charming."
Sun Qian raised an eyebrow at Mu Tianlan, and Mu Tianlan turned her head away coldly.
"Master Sun, why do you always stare at beauties when we meet? I came here specifically to ask you to come and see the paintings. I have a painting by a famous artist. I heard that your father is celebrating his fiftieth birthday, so I specially made this painting I accepted it, thinking that if Master Sun likes it, give me some capital, and I will pass it on to you, Master Sun. This is a work of art by a famous artist, and I believe your father will be very happy when he sees this painting."
"Really? That's hard work for you. Let me take a look at where the painting is!"
"Well, it's right here."
Wang Ding said as he took out the picture of the withered robin from his bag.
This painting is one meter long and thirty centimeters wide. The composition uses folded branches to vividly reproduce the image of the robin, which is lifelike.
The moment he opened the scroll, Sun Qian pretended to draw this picture of a withered tree and a bird.
Suddenly, Sun Qian discovered the seal of Master Huang Tingjian at the bottom of the scroll. Although he did not know how to paint, Sun Qian still recognized the seal of Master Huang Tingjian.
"Master Huang Tingjian's painting of the withered robin and the robin is indeed remarkable." Sun Qian pretended that he knew a lot, and looked at the painting of the withered robin and the robed with a smile.
"Ah, Master Sun, you are really amazing. You can tell at a glance that this is Master Huang's work. Indeed, Master Huang has a poem about this robin bird. Because he loves this kind of bird, he rarely publishes calligraphy and painting works. He actually created such a stunning painting. You must know that Master Huang's calligraphy and painting works are very few, and even fewer can be handed down to the world. I wonder if Master Sun knows that there was once an inscription by Master Huang Tingjian. It was sold for a sky-high price of more than 400 million."
Sun Qian really knew that Huang Tingjian's "Inscription on Pillars" had been sold for more than 400 million yuan. After Wang Ding said this, Sun Qian became even more interested in this painting.
Continue to look at this painting carefully. From the depiction of birds to the outline of branches, the lines are so delicate and brilliant that it is impossible for ordinary people to complete it, and only a master like Huang Tingjian can achieve it.
Moreover, it is true that Sun Qian also discovered the seal of Master Huang Tingjian in the beginning. That seal is enough to prove that the calligraphy and painting are genuine.
"Wang Ding, how did you get this calligraphy and painting?"
Sun Qian showed his envy for Wang Ding for the first time, but Wang Ding was evasive. "This painting cannot be said to be completely mine. Although it is a calligraphy and painting that I collected, it was at the place where I worked for my boss." I have not paid all the money. But because it was the painting that I received, our boss said that he would sell it to me cheaply, but I don’t have that much money for it. I just heard that my father-in-law was going to pass. Shou, why don't I just transfer this painting to you? I can't take advantage of it, so I'll ask Master Sun to take it. What do you think?"
"Is that what happened?"
A hint of cunning flashed in Sun Qian's eyes, "Wang Ding, since you can think of me, then I can really accept this calligraphy and painting. But what is your price?"
"This calligraphy and painting is true. Our boss said the minimum price is 150,000."
"One hundred and fifty thousand? Isn't it too expensive to sell such a painting for one hundred thousand? Brother Wang Ding, think about it, why don't you give me one hundred thousand?"
"No, one hundred thousand is too much of a loss. At least 120,000?"
"Okay, one hundred thousand? I, Sun Qian, must remember the kindness of my brother. The reason why I offered one hundred thousand is because after you defeated me last time, I didn't have much money left. You see..." Sun Qian raised the question directly I looked through my trouser pockets, and sure enough, this guy's pockets were cleaner than his face.
"Well, now that Master Sun has said this, what else can I say? One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, but one hundred thousand must be paid and delivered in one hand, and I have to transfer the money to my boss. "
"Of course, I will transfer the money to you now, let's go!"
…
After getting the 100,000 yuan from Sun Gan, plus the 100,000 yuan that Tian Huangshi won that time, Wang Ding had already received 200,000 yuan from Sun Qian.
If Sun Qian wanted this life, he would definitely not give it to him, and he would feel very distressed. But as a rich man, if you make a bet with him, or exchange things for money, Sun Qian will I don't feel uncomfortable, and I don't feel like a loser.
"Mu Tianlan, the Zhu brothers and sisters, I have prepared 200,000 yuan for their education and living expenses. If Zhu Ruyu's health gets better, we can take these brothers and sisters to Gancheng."
"You can't give these two hundred thousand to the Zhu brothers and sisters."
"why not?"
"If I say no, I won't. If you offer two hundred thousand, what about me? When it comes to my relationship with the Zhu brothers and sisters, I'm no weaker than you. I also have to take care of them."
Mu Tianlan said very firmly, which made Wang Ding a little embarrassed. "If that doesn't work, why don't you also come up with 200,000?"
"You are laughing at me because I have no money. I am a poor person, right?"
"I didn't. Didn't you tell me not to get so much money? But the Zhu brothers and sisters need money to study, including renting a house for them, and living."
When Wang Ding said that, Mu Tianlan felt like something was stuck in his throat, and his face turned red with anger. Mu Tianlan stopped being unreasonable. At this time, his little fists bulged and he swung it towards Wang Ding, "You talk about me again. If you talk about me again, I will give you my right fist." Break your transformation into a dragon."
"Then my heart starts to beat uneasily... Tsk, you think you are the only one who can sing Jay Chou's songs." Wang Ding ran and looked down on Mu Tianlan.
For a moment, Wang Ding was running in front, and Mu Tianlan was chasing after him. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him. Wang Ding stopped suddenly, and then Mu Tianlan bumped into him.
The two soft balls were squeezed out of shape in an instant. Mu Tianlan was so embarrassed that she put her small fist on Wang Ding's chest, bared her teeth and said aggrievedly, "I told you to run... I told you to run..."
At this time, Wang Ding mustered up the courage to grab Mu Tianlan's waving little arm, and looked into Mu Tianlan's clear and bright eyes... (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!