Chapter 305 Does Brother Yun have an opinion on some people?
Just by unfolding the picture of the tracker a little bit, Xia Tao felt frightened.
Before, he spent 30,000 taels to buy a black-and-white painting and was already amazed. But now, the painting in his hand is in color, more realistic and three-dimensional, especially the detailed description. He simply can't imagine how he can do it with a brush.
You can draw it.
After only looking at a corner, he was a little afraid to fully unfold the scroll in his hand, fearing that the content after unfolding would disappoint him.
Unable to bear to unfold it, he looked at Yun Jing and confirmed, "Brother Yun, did you really paint this painting?"
"Then it's fake. There's my signature on the upper right corner of the painting. If you don't believe me, open it and take a look." Yun Dingding nodded and smiled.
Taking a deep breath, Xia Tao said to the door of the private room: "Here comes someone."
Soon several sweet-looking maids came in, all of them were one-of-a-kind. Yun Jing had met two of them before, and they had put his feet in the soft part of her arms...
"What are your orders, Master?" one of the maids asked.
Xia Tao stood up and said: "Come on, unfold this painting for me, be careful not to damage it."
The painting was a bit big and couldn't fit on the table.
The two maids stood up and did as they were told, not daring to have the slightest objection. However, when they slowly unfolded the scroll, they all opened their beautiful eyes and were shocked by the content on the scroll.
Is this a painting, or is the real world fixed on paper?
Although it is indeed an exaggeration to say this, it is what everyone, including Xia Tao, is thinking at this time.
Yun Jing didn't say anything, and even wanted to laugh a little, thinking to himself, this is nothing. If you are still dumbfounded when you see the high-resolution photo, there is still some gap between my painting and the photo.
And although this painting is realistic, it actually does not have much artistic value. The so-called artistic value usually refers to the ethereal artistic conception. Yun Jing does not think that his painting has any artistic conception, it just records the real picture. To put it bluntly,
It's full of craftsmanship.
The craftsman's skills are nothing compared to the artist's work of art.
At this time, everyone in the private room, including Xia Tao, had no time to pay attention to the cloud scene. Everyone wanted to get into the painting, especially Xia Tao, who opened his eyes wide and observed every place in the tracker painting, and kept exclamating from his mouth.
the sound of.
Seeing him like this, Yun Jingxin asked whether he should be so exaggerated?
Xia Tao carefully observed the paintings there, forgetting himself and time...
It was quiet in the private room. Time passed little by little and it was almost dark. Yunjing couldn't help interrupting him and said: "Brother Huang, that's enough. Is this necessary? After watching it for so long, you should make an offer."
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"A price? What's the price?" Xia Tao looked away from the painting with difficulty and looked at Yun Jing, confused.
Pointing to the painting, Yun Jing said: "This painting, I show it to you just to ask you to give me a price."
"Brother Yun, how can you do this? Can this painting be measured by philistine things like gold and silver? You are insulting this painting, you... are simply insulting to gentleness!" Xia Tao said angrily immediately.
Yunjing: “????”
Why are you so impatient?
Moreover, you don’t use money to measure the value of this painting, so what do you use to measure it, love?
If someone uses money to insult me, the more the better!
"I took it out to show you just to let you evaluate it, but you told me that this thing can't be measured in gold and silver, so why did I take it out? I should have known I wouldn't show it to you," Yunjing said speechlessly.
Xia Tao smiled awkwardly, took a deep breath and said: "Brother Yun, don't mind, I'm really shocked by this painting. To be honest, I can't put a price on this painting. It's unique in the world."
"It's not as exaggerated as you are. It's just a piece of paper with some ink," Yun Jing said, rolling his eyes.
Opening his mouth, Xia Tao ignored Yun Jing and looked at the scroll and said: "I don't want to talk to you. This rare scroll in this world is actually just a piece of paper and some paint in your mouth? If you have the ability, you can draw one.
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"This is what I painted, are you sure? As long as you bid, if the money is enough, I will give you a complete painting," Yun Jing reminded him.
Xia Tao: "..."
Only then did I realize that this was a painting by Yun Jing, and there was a signature and seal on it, so it couldn't be fake.
But being so distracted by Yun Jing, he really wasn't in the mood to appreciate the painting. He could have seen such a painting, which was worthy of the banquet guests to enjoy together for three days and three nights. But in Yun Jing's place, it was just a piece of paper. You
It is said that it is irritating but not irritating.
Looking back, he looked at Yun Jing seriously and said: "I can't bid for this painting. If it's less, I'd be embarrassed. If it's more, I can't offer it. After all, I can't just live with this painting, right?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, 1.8 million taels will do it. Please note that this painting is dozens of times larger than the one you bought for 30,000 taels, and it is also more detailed. It took me two or three days to paint it. If it didn't cost 1.8 million taels,
If it's two, I can accept one hundred or eighty thousand." Yunjing looked at him expectantly and said.
I really wanted to make this deal happen, so I took up space with this painting all day long.
The corner of his mouth twitched, Xia Tao pointed at Yun Jing, but he was speechless and couldn't say a word. They all said that this thing can't be measured by money. Are you looking for money to cooperate?
"I can't afford one hundred and eighty thousand taels, but I can afford one hundred and eighty thousand, but you are at a huge disadvantage and I can't take advantage of you," Xia Tao said tangledly.
Yunjing said: "I don't mind."
"I mind, I have an uneasy conscience," Xia Tao said directly.
Spreading his hands, Yun Jing said: "You also saw the painting, but you didn't buy it. Tell me that these are useless. Why should I go to all this trouble and expect you to buy it?"
Xia Tao had a very troubled expression on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and asked sadly: "Brother Yun, do you really want to sell this painting?"
"How about I show it off?" Yun Jing said speechlessly.
Xia Tao said: "How about this, Brother Yun, if you can trust me, leave this painting to me. I will find the best craftsman to frame it, and then run it, and auction it at the largest auction house in Beijing. At that time, the price will be
The higher one gets it, which can be regarded as maximizing the value of this painting, what do you think?"
"Then the relationship is good, it's a deal." Yunjing agreed without even thinking about it.
He wished that more people would see this painting. As for how much it could be sold for... of course, the more, the better. Who would dissatisfy the money?
Tsk tsk, look at how awesome I am, I am a guy from a mountain valley, and my painting can be sold in the auction house, it’s like a fucking dream.
He agreed so readily, but Xia Tao was troubled, saying: "Brother Yun can trust me so much? Are you not afraid that I will take it away and make it my own?"
"What you're saying is that Brother Huang doesn't have anything at home. How can you destroy your own sign with just a painting? Besides, if you want to take it directly, wait until I have time to paint another one. Anyway, it won't waste much time."
Clouds and scenery don’t matter.
Hearing what he said, Xia Tao smiled and said: "Since Brother Yun is so straightforward, leave this matter to me. I will write you a stamped receipt. If there is any loss or damage, I will accompany you with one million yuan."
"Two pieces of silver"
"You rich people, you really don't use money as money. You can easily buy it in units of 10,000 taels. How many cows do you have to buy? Forget the receipt, I still trust you," Yunjing curled his lips.
Xia Tao asked curiously: "Are you really not afraid that I will take it away and not buy it?"
"It's okay, I'm familiar with your aunt. If there's a problem, I'll go to her as well," Yunjing joked.
Then Xia Tao asked the maid to carefully put away the paintings and prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and then said: "I'd better write you a receipt. If there is a problem, it would be too much to ask my aunt."
This is definitely a threat, right?
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy. By the way, if the auction is really successful, I will give you a 20% commission," Yun Jing said with a smile.
"Why do I want you to get a commission? It's not that bad. I'll tell you the truth. The reason why I help you operate it is that I also want to see other people be shocked by this painting. Okay, take the receipt. This is about it.
Don’t worry, it will take at least a few months, and then I will have the money sent to you.”
As he spoke, Xia Tao handed the written and stamped receipt to Yun Jing.
He was very formal and took the receipt casually, but Yunjing thought about it and said after careful consideration: "Brother Huang, no matter how much this painting is sold for, you don't have to give it to me."
"Huh? Brother Yun doesn't want money? What do you want?" Xia Tao was stunned.
Smiling, Yunjing said: "Listen to what I have to say. If the painting is sold by then, Brother Huang, please do me a favor and let someone use the money to set up a relief society to help those who are helpless and have no other way out.
Poor people, such as those who have no money for medical treatment and are waiting to die, such as those who suffer from disasters at home, etc., help as much as you can until the money runs out."
Hearing what he said, Xia Tao raised his eyebrows and was dumbfounded. He said: "Brother Yun, you have to think clearly. If this painting is auctioned, I don't dare to say that it is worth a million taels. It's worth that much money."
, are you willing to give it out to the poor without leaving a single coin? And judging from your tone, after taking it out, you won’t even have a reputation!”
"It's been said that no matter how good the painting is, it's just a piece of paper to me. If I can still paint, of course, it won't be valuable if it's more. And I also know that selling it will make a huge sum of money.
But what do I need so much money for? Now I don’t have enough food or clothing. With so much money, it is just piled up and rusting. I might as well make the best use of it to help others. In the eyes of many people, this is indeed stupid, but in the eyes of many people,
It seems to me that I can help countless desperate people with a piece of paper. In the final analysis, I still make money, so why should I care so much? Just be happy." Yunjing waved his hand and said with a smile.
When saying these words, Yun Jing secretly thought that if I need money, why do I need to rely on this painting? Believe it or not, I can make a lot of money just by thinking of any way, even if I am lazy, just by doing the things I do
, it’s not too much to announce it in exchange for wealth that can’t be squandered in ten lifetimes, right?
A painting is worth at least one million taels of silver. How many people can it help?
This can be regarded as robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
Seeing Yun Jing's seriousness, Xia Tao immediately stood in awe, stood up and bowed his hands and said: "Brother Yun Gaoyi, I never thought that there is such a kind person like you in the world. I will help you with the things you arranged."
There are too many, so I can’t guarantee it. The only thing I can guarantee is that the money from selling the paintings will definitely be paid for every coin. Whoever dares to steal a coin, I will put him in a dilemma!"
Yun Jing quickly said: "I am robbing the rich and giving to the poor. I am not virtuous or unkind. Brother Huang, please don't praise me to death. We little people don't think so much, we just want to do something within our ability. So, let's just do it with
Brother Huang, use that money to help those in need in your name. Don’t mention a word about me, otherwise the higher-ups may think I have ulterior motives. I can’t afford such a big crime to win people’s support. People will die.”
"And you see, I use the money to do good deeds, and I feel happy. Brother Huang, you have gained a reputation, and you have designated as many people to look up to your benevolent deeds. This is only good for you, and I don't suffer. It's helpful."
You are so busy, but if I ask you anything in the future, can you still stand by and watch? Speaking of which, I still made a profit."
Hearing what Yun Jing said, Xia Tao's eyes suddenly flashed and he said: "Brother Yun, are you dissatisfied with certain people? Otherwise, I can't figure out why you are helping me so much!"
To help himself earn fame, in Xia Tao's view, this is probably an investment by Yunjing. From his identity and perspective, he would inevitably think so. Yunjing helps himself in this way, if it is not for some people (Nian Prince's identity
(certificate number) has an opinion, how can he be so helpful?
"Brother Huang, you are thinking too much. I am just troublesome. I also believe that you are a person who will not bother the two masters. Don't think too much." Yun Jing immediately shook his head and said.
Xia Tao felt that he understood it and understood it tacitly.
He said: "Brother Yun, there's no need to say more. I understand. Just watch. I will handle this matter beautifully. I won't let you down in the future. Tsk, why can't I think of this way?
When it comes to making money and fame, trying every possible means to specialize in business is not as good as just a word from you, Brother Yun. My identity is not afraid of violating taboos."
Yunjing was a little confused. What was this guy talking about?
Isn't it Dihua?
No matter what, the matter was settled, so he stood up and said: "That's it, it's getting dark, I have to go and rest."
"Brother Yun, if you please, I have to find my staff to sum up your reminder today. Well, how about you be my chief staff member? I think you can stand up to a group of them," Huang Tao said expectantly.
Yunjing carried the book box and left, leaving behind two words: "Farewell"
"Um, by the way, Brother Yun, remember to go and celebrate Mr. Zuo's birthday together tomorrow," Xia Tao reminded. Yun Jing's rejection was completely within his expectation.
His interaction with Yunjing today really impressed him. How old is Yunjing? His seemingly random behavior makes people scared after a little thought. Will he do it again in the future?
