"Then I'd like to thank Brother Guan!" Zhang Junping took Xu Beihong's picture of galloping horses and thanked him with his hands clasped in fists.
If in a few years, Zhang Junping really can't keep it, it's too expensive.
However, Xu Beihong's galloping horses are now sold in Beijing art shops, and they are only worth a few hundred yuan. There are also paintings by Zhang Daqian, Qi Baishi, and Huang Binhong. From the perspective of future generations, those paintings are definitely cabbage prices.
Sometimes, Zhang Junping wants to start another business, open a furniture store, directly borrow money to buy the paintings in the Beijing painting shop and the Heping Painting shop, and then go to sweep up the antiques in some cultural relics shops. It doesn't take long to reach ninety.
In that era, he was definitely the richest man.
However, things cannot be that simple. It is okay to wrap up the paintings of famous modern painters, but you must be able to raise their prices.
Otherwise, everything is equal to zero.
In later generations, a painting by Li Keran could easily cost tens of millions. How did it come about?
Although Li Keran's paintings are good, there are still more people who are hyping them up. First, find a few well-known connoisseurs and critics to write some articles to brag about them, then take them to the auction house, sell and buy them yourself, first raise the price, and more
If you come here a few times, people will follow suit and bid.
Those who follow the trend naturally want to show off and brag when they take pictures of paintings, so everyone brags together. In the next auction, there will definitely be a few more followers. In this way, the price will be confirmed.
Therefore, if he just bought all the paintings with a loan and waited for the appreciation in value, it would be impossible, because after ten years of waiting, he would not have the ability to speculate and increase the price of the paintings.
And since the paintings are all in his hands, it is impossible for others to help him promote them. They will only promote the works of other painters.
Therefore, in order to better win, Zhang Junping does not intend to be a greedy snake and embraces the works of all famous calligraphers and painters.
If you have money, you will collect some, and you will also choose high-quality items for collection.
Think of it as a legacy left to future generations.
Therefore, Zhang Junping gave each roommate two calligraphy and paintings of his choice.
This is not the Virgin Mary, let alone a poor and generous person. A few calligraphy and paintings may be worth millions or tens of millions in a few decades.
But that was decades later, and now they are only worth a few dollars, or not even a few dollars at all.
Just a few roommates, instead of going to class, come to the furniture store to work for themselves. They don't pay a penny of salary. They can just hang out and eat and drink. The friendship is worth giving two paintings.
Friendship is priceless.
There is a saying that when wealth gathers people disperse, wealth disperses and people gather together.
As a person, you cannot take all the benefits into your arms. Such people have no friends.
One person can never make all the money in this world.
Zhang Junping carefully placed Xu Beihong's galloping horse picture, and then helped Guan Jiaming sit down.
They were all so drunk that they couldn't go to the house in the afternoon, so Zhang Junping simply let them continue drinking.
"Brother, I didn't expect that I could get to know a brother like you before I left. I'm so happy, brother!
In this country, I am..."
"Brother Guan, come and have a drink. I will give you a toast with tea instead of wine. No matter where you go, always remember that there is a brother in China. When you get there, write a letter and we brothers will keep in touch in the future.
Since we are destined to meet each other, and we can sit together and drink together, no matter how many mountains and rivers we have, we can't stop our brotherhood." Zhang Junping knew what he wanted to say, and quickly raised his teacup to stop Guan Jiaming from saying anything.
Keep talking.
There are some things that don't need to be said.
"Well said, brother, thousands of mountains and rivers cannot stop the friendship between us brothers. If we can meet in a foreign country in the future, we can have wine and talk together again!" Guan Jiaming applauded, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then lay down.
on the table.
Zhang Junping shook his head.
The west wind blows thin horses along the ancient road, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
This is also a sad person.
He got up and put Guan Jiaming on the kang in the back room, took off his coat, pulled away the quilt, and covered him.
When he came out again, he almost cursed Zhang Junping.
Dai Changyuan, Li Qianqian and several other roommates also got under the table.
Zhang Junping can't understand, wine tastes so good? Why drink so much? Isn't it uncomfortable?
If you drink too much wine, how much food will you eat?
Put Dai Changyuan and others on the kang one by one, take off their clothes and cover them with quilts.
Fortunately, there were several quilts on Guan Jiaming's bed, so it was not overwhelming.
Returning to the main room, Zhang Junping began to clean the battlefield, dumping the leftovers into the trash can outside the door, brushing out the bowls, plates and chopsticks and putting them away.
After cleaning up and sweeping up the things they vomited, it was almost dark after the work was done.
There was no need to count the calligraphy and paintings anymore. Zhang Junping simply went to the study room, looking for a book to read while waiting for Dai Changyuan and the others to sober up so they could go back.
As soon as he entered the study, Zhang Junping was stunned. It turned out that the most valuable things in the whole yard were here.
There are old mahogany bookshelves, old mahogany bookcases, old mahogany armchairs, old mahogany carved screens, and old mahogany corner tables. As for behind the screen, Zhang Junping guessed that there should be an Arhat hall and maybe a small low table.
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This is not the most valuable thing in this room. The most valuable thing is probably the books on the bookshelf, all of which are ancient books.
That's right. How can a bookstore, which prints and sells books, not have books? Why should it collect some rare and ancient books?
There are also those placed on the desk, not to mention the Four Treasures of the Study. They are the early Qing Dynasty Qianlong wood grain glaze consecrated pastel four-season flower pattern Japanese corner square pen holder, the early Qing Qing Qianlong copper tire filigree enamel lotus pattern pen holder, and the Tianhuang stone carved exotic animal book paperweight.
, judging from the style, they are also items from the early Qing Dynasty. There are also water fountains, pen washers, arm rests, ink cartridges, and pen curtains. In short, there are many items on the writing desk. They are all items from the early to mid-Qing Dynasty, and each one is of high quality.
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Two hundred and fifty thousand, even calculated at the current price, is a huge miss.
The items here, if you take just a few pieces abroad, would cost more than 250,000 yuan.
When we were drinking, Guan Jiaming made it clear that for 250,000 yuan, everything in the yard belonged to him.
At this time, Zhang Junping did not read a book, but sat on an armchair and became silent.
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It was not until dark that Dai Changyuan and the others woke up.
Say goodbye to Guan Jiaming and make an appointment to go directly to the Xuanwu District Housing Management Office tomorrow to go through the transfer procedures.
Only a few people left and returned to school.
In the meantime, I went to a furniture store to meet and tell my eldest sister, so that she wouldn't worry about it.
When I returned to school, it was already dark, and the dim street lights in the school could barely see the road clearly.
Just as they walked downstairs to the dormitory, a figure jumped out of the darkness, startling everyone.
After calming down, using the dim light, I could see clearly that it was Huang Xue.
Huang Xue asked with a worried face: "Zhang Junping, why did you come back? You're worried about me!"
Zhang Junping was a little moved and reached out to rub Huang Xue's hair, "Silly girl, are you just waiting outside in such a cold weather?"