If it is far-fetched to say that the peach-shaped celadon brush wash from the Ru Kiln of the Song Dynasty was a national treasure, then this painting is a real national treasure.
Undoubted national treasure!
The painting that Zhang Junping bought for 800,000 yuan is "The King of Heaven Sends Off His Son" by Wu Daozi, a famous painter of the Tang Dynasty.
This is the conclusion Zhang Junping came to after repeated appraisals.
Ask him to appraise porcelain or bronze, or jade and jade, and he won't know how to do it, but he can still appraise calligraphy and painting, as a moderately accomplished painter.
There are densely packed red seals on it, and the owner of each seal was a well-known big shot in ancient times.
It is said that the original painting of "The King Sends Off His Son" should be collected by the Osaka Municipal Museum of Art in Japan.
The painting in front of Zhang Junping should be a replica.
But Zhang Junping didn't think so. In order to verify whether it was authentic, Zhang Junping went to see Wu Daozi's "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll". After careful study and comparison, he determined that this painting was authentic.
What little Japan took away with shameless means was only a copy for future generations.
Wu Daozi is a recognized master of calligraphy and painting, and each of his paintings is a priceless national treasure.
Even if it is an imitation by later generations, the price that has been handed down will be hundreds of millions, let alone the original.
Authentic works have a price but no market.
800,000 yuan, I spent all my money to buy this painting "The King Sends His Son" without any loss at all.
I think back then, Xu Beihong and Mr. Xu also spent all 10,000 yuan in order to buy the "Eighty-seven Immortals Scroll", and also used seven paintings that he carefully created to buy the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll"
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For this reason, more than 40 oil paintings that he had painstakingly created were lost.
Later, "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" was stolen, and Mr. Xu spent another 200,000 in cash and dozens of his own works to get the painting back.
This shows the value of Wu Daozi's paintings in the artist's mind.
In short, whether it is authentic or not, it is not to be missed.
After coming to the conclusion that it was an authentic work, Zhang Junping felt like he was suffocating.
At that moment, he really wanted to put down the painting, fuck his conscience, and feed it to the dogs!
What is conscience? I want this painting!
Zhang Junping used his conscience to feed the dog, but the dog didn't eat it. He fed it to the pig, and the pig also disliked it.
In the end, I had no choice but to bear the pain and return the painting to Jin Yongshun since I couldn't violate my conscience, and then buy it back at a high price.
"Brother Jin, adding this sum of 200,000 yuan, the total is 800,000 yuan. We have paid off the goods in full!" Zhang Junping handed the 200,000 yuan he just took out to Jin Yongshun.
These funds were recently obtained from loans obtained from several other banks.
It’s gone before the warm nest is warmed up.
He had almost spent the one million he had borrowed from the Agricultural Bank of China, and he was worried that if Section Chief Sun bought back too much old wood and had no money to pay, he would be embarrassed and lose his trust.
So, I simply went to several banks and loaned out another 500,000 yuan in total.
"Master Zhang..." Jin Yongshun was already numb. He had never seen so much money in his life.
"Well, with this money, let's make a good living and don't..."
"I understand, don't worry, I will never make a living by selling off my property in the future!
Mr. Zhang, don’t you want these antiques?
From now on, I will walk all over Beijing to touch you!" Jin Yongshun slapped his chest loudly.
"Haha, ok, I'll thank Brother Jin first. As I said again, as long as the goods are good, I will definitely not be short of money!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, I can't trust others, how can I not trust you? You are an upright man, and you are truly a man who spits and spits!
I will follow you from now on!" Jin Yongshun half-hunched over and smiled at Zhang Junping.
Jin Yongshun was truly impressed by Zhang Junping.
Zhang Junping also nodded secretly. He was worthy of being a descendant of the royal family. He had seen it before and did not lose himself because of the sudden increase of 800,000 yuan.
Looking at the respectful attitude of Jin Yongshun, Zhang Junping thought, maybe Jin Yongshun is a good candidate.
Let's investigate again. If he really doesn't go out to fool around anymore and is willing to come and follow you, then accept him.
After completing the transaction with Jin Yongshun, he returned to the furniture factory and arranged for Master Du to lead people to help Jin Yongshun assemble the canopy bed. Zhang Junping directly left the furniture factory with the "Picture of the King Sending His Son".
Back to school.
Zhang Junping opened the door, put his head in and said, "Master, are you busy?"
"Hey, is the sun rising in the west? Can you still remember that you have a master?" Yang Mingde looked up and saw Zhang Junping, and immediately mocked.
"Master, what you said, I will never forget you!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
The two masters resented themselves for hanging out outside and not returning to school for a long time.
"Really? Then when you got the Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon peach-shaped brush washer, why didn't you think that I was your master?" Yang Mingde looked at Zhang Junping with a half-smile.
Upon hearing Yang Mingde's words, Zhang Junping suddenly felt that the world was not very good.
Old lady, you are over sixty, why are you still acting like a child and insisting on showing off to Master?
You warned me not to talk nonsense, but you went to show off to Master yourself. Didn't you make me feel uncomfortable in the middle?
"Haha, why don't you speak? Do you have nothing to say?
Alas, I didn't expect that Lin Lao took on a disciple, and he turned out to be a white-eyed wolf." Yang Mingde looked like I was very sad, shook his head and sighed.
"Master, what you said, I have never forgotten you!
Look, I got a better treasure and sent it to you right away!" Zhang Junping hurriedly put the scroll on Yang Mingde's desk with a smile.
"What? Don't fool me with your own painting, I'm not that easy to fool!" Yang Mingde said, reaching out to open the scroll.
Zhang Junping quickly reached out to stop him, "Master, why don't you prepare some antihypertensive drugs or Suxiao Jiuxin Pills or something like that first?"
"Go away, your master, I'm still in good health. Even if you die, I can't die!" Yang Mingde opened Zhang Junping's hand.
Then open the picture scroll.
"Um……"
"Hmm... um..." Yang Mingde's eyes widened and his face slowly turned red.
"Master, Master, are you okay? Don't scare me!
Say something, do you want me to call an ambulance?" Zhang Junping was startled and quickly stepped forward to wipe Yang Mingde's chest and rub his back.
"Huh!" After a while, Yang Mingde breathed out.
As soon as he regained his breath, Yang Mingde began to dislike Zhang Junping for being in the way. He pushed him away, picked up his glasses and put them on, "Get out of here, don't get in the way!"
Seeing that his master was fine, Zhang Junping let go of his worries and hid aside obediently.
If this master had something wrong with "The Picture of the Heavenly King Sending His Son Off", then he would have become a sinner.
After looking at it for a long time, Yang Mingde suddenly picked up the phone on his desk and said, "Old Liu, are you busy? Come to my office!"