Selling Paintings [Seeking Collection & Recommendation]
Chapter 8:Selling Paintings [Seeking Collection & Recommendation]
Willow trees on the river willow trees, there are a few poor students in the talk, see a young man put up a stall to sell paintings, are curious around the past.
Lin Wei is not handsome, young, those books students have high eyes, and did not look at Lin Wei in the eyes, mostly make fun of and sarcastic, one of the students looked to the right and asked: "Little brother, these pictures are you painted?"
Lin Wei nodded and smiled, "The first time I sold paintings, if I look at that pair, I will give you an 80% discount, which is a pleasure."
The student smiled and did not talk, and the other student looked at several paintings and shook his head: "Wonderful works, it is also good to take out the ugly, you look at the green bamboo map, both invisible and unintentional, and the blue lotus map, with the pen clutter, fainting, if I paint, the pen to this place, should be light, the leaves also need to be carefully outlined, bad, bad."
"Brother Tian Gao, I also think so, the painting is bad, a few words are also ordinary."At first, the student's laughter met, and shook his head.
Lin Wei did not say anything, he could see that these students did not want to buy paintings, and they did not understand books and paintings at all, but were deliberately playing tricks and grandstanding.
For such people, there is no need to pay attention.
A few students will review the book one by one, compliment each other a few words, then go away, while selling the old man is a face of schadenfreude, he has been selling paintings here for some years, often by those pretentious students ridiculed, this time to see someone like him, of course, the heart is very happy.
Waited for half a day, there are few painters, the price of the person is not one, Lin Wei felt lost in his heart, there is no wise person in the county, his own paintings or calligraphy, the last life in Wuguo is a good product, how many people broke the threshold only to ask for their own a painting as an heirloom, to this Linxian County is no one to care.
However, Lin Wei also knows that the previous life of his own name, great fame, now, he is just a hairy boy who no one knows, this scene is also normal, and Lin County is not big, the scribes are less, the streets are ordinary farmers, or they are on the road of the footman, they work hard, but only for the family to support their families, where there is leisure money affidavit.
After noon, finally there was a person dressed up to ask for the price, but after hearing Lin Wei's offer, his face showed a color of incredulity.
"I said boy, you want money to be crazy, a picture is even twenty-two silver, next to the old man is only one hundred and fifty dollars, hum, if you can sell, it is a ghost, or say that you do not intend to do business, just to amuse me."The man was in a hurry and determined that Lin Wei was in trouble.
Are the ten dollars expensive?
Lin Wei did not feel that on these two paintings, a word, any one in the previous life can sell a hundred and two gold, but Lin Wei on the first life rarely sell paintings, but all the vernae have pride, do not want to be stained with copper odor, but now the poor also have to sell the painting, did not expect the other side is also very expensive.
But the family really can not open the pot, Lin slightly dark, just look at the man and ask: "Then you say, how much money is appropriate?"
"I think, a picture of up to two hundred articles, that one word is also your two hundred, no one to buy more, my master is also a lover of books and paintings, the old man's painting has a lot, look at you this painting fresh, so it is cheap you, the next time, at most only give you one hundred and fifty."The face of the person is cheap to look like you.
Lin sighed, thinking that if he did not take the money back today, he would have to gnaw the same cool water as Wei Yuan, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred words is two hundred."
Two paintings of a word shot, six hundred words into the pocket, Lin Weisong breath, the six hundred yuan of money can also be supported for a while.
The man took the painting and went away, Lin Wei took a roll of the grass table and left under the face of the old man next to him.With this money, Lin Wei intends to buy a fight of rice, a pound of fish dry back to let the bell do a good job of beating the teeth, the rest of the money is enough to spend the beginning of next month.
But he said that the next person who bought the painting, at this moment went to a big house north of Linxian County, stepped in, saw a small man at the door, and immediately greeted him: "Changing housekeeper, you went to buy paintings for the old man again?"
The man said: "No, the Lord, he recently loved Danqing calligraphy and painting, every few days to buy a few copies of appreciation, so elegant things, we do not understand, well, do not tell you, I have to send to the master, the province is cursed."
With that, holding the drawing into the backyard, in front of a large house, heard someone inside shouting in, he bowed his waist and pushed the door in.
"Sir, the painting is back."The usual housekeeper said respectfully, the house, there is a look of majesty of the old man is painting the landscape, although the old man is old, but the waist is straight, there is a wave of anger, the old man next to the old man, standing a girl wearing a yellow shirt, the corner of the mouth smiled, see the housekeeper into the house, but sitting a silent gesture, indicating that the painting can be put aside.
The butler hurriedly lightly, did not dare to disturb his master, put two paintings gently on the table and turned back and exited.
The old man held the pen as stable as Tarzan, did not turn his eyes, until the completion of a pair of landscape paintings before the pen, next to the yellow shirt girl will be a cup of tea, smile: "Grandpa, your painting skills than a few days ago but to grow a lot, last month the county guard said Grandpa you led the army to fight is the world, play with the ink on the bottom of the world, said you dance the sword for most of the life, now to play pen and ink, you do not bet.And Grandpa you answer Wuding Jiangshan, culture and education, who said that Wufu can not play with the text, he bets with him, a January deadline to draw a good work, write a good word, if not, will lose the sword to him, on the contrary, the text lost you a jujube horse, and the January deadline has been half, Grandpa your painting skills have been hot, not worse than that of the painting, and then, the word will be good practice.
Hearing the granddaughter praise, the old man laughed: "Not two children you teach well, you call and paint double, crown Yuanzhou, Grandpa can have you such a good teacher, can not win the old man, haha, but unfortunately, your book and painting mood is too high, I can't learn to copy, can only let people buy the book and painting come to practice."
"That old man's book and painting, although ordinary, but also a remarkable place, the beginning of the school is the most taboo high, Grandpa, if you win the Wen County guard, you have to thank the old man."The yellow shirt girl smiled, although it was less than two or eight years, but it was also a thousand petaimi.
After that, the girl took two pictures from the table and handed them to the old man.
The old man opened one of the paintings on the case, and was planning to continue to copy it, but he heard the song beside him.
This old man is not an ordinary person, but Guangyang County General Qu Zhengqian, in Wu Guoguan worships five-pin warriors, but last year has been released to return to the old country.The yellow shirt girl is his granddaughter's song, free and intelligent, the famous teacher's guide, the piano chess calligraphy and painting are all exquisite, the eyes are naturally very high.Hearing the voice of the granddaughter, Qu Zheng Qian said, “Both, what happened?”There's a problem with the painting I bought today."
Speaking of being side-by-side, she saw that there was no blue-lend figure in her hands, and she was staring at this picture, but she did not hear his question.
Qu Zhengqian knew the granddaughter's spleen, if it is not something special about this painting, it will certainly not be so lost, so also look at the painting carefully.There is only one leaf of green lily in the painting, no words, and no prints by the painters, and the paper is also extremely ordinary and unloaded.
But it is a very ordinary painting in the appearance of the song, but the song is not double, but it is mesmerizing.
For a long time, the song was like a dream waking up to the gods, but the wonderful eye is still nostalgic in the painting, as if seeing the world's treasures.At this time, Qu Zhengqian touched his beard, he did not see any doorway, so he puzzled: "Both, I see you look at the painting, but I see that this painting is no different from the old man who sold the painting before."
This time, I heard no double, but I shook my head, "Grandpa, this painting is extraordinary, Xu's old man's painting is compared to this painting, such as the fire than Hao Yue, the person who painted this painting, Xu Lao Xiong can't catch up with it for 20 years."
With that, the song is incomparable and took another green bamboo map, the same as the treasure, and took the last word, above is an encouraging word "indignation to know the words of the world, determined to read the book of the world."
The word is better, the word is better.
The song is staring at this word, the eyes are full of light, such as the spring breeze, the breath can not help but be a little worse, including the chest to be placed is also up and down, the so-called insightful, this adverb is far-reaching, more ambitious, but with this strong font, but the word is entrusted by the word, the word into green leaves, the word is a red flower, this word, the word, the extraordinary man can write.
"This word is well written, indignation throughout the world, determined to read the whole world, good words, good words."At this time, Qu Zhengqing praised, he was a martial husband, although he also knew the words, but most of the books he read were soldiers, of course, he did not know the good of the word.The song is helpless to smile, whispered: "Grandpa, of course, this word is good, that is the time of Su Wensheng did, the world's readers are complapping themselves with this word."
Although he did not know the origin of the word, but Wu Guosu Wensheng's big name has not been heard, and now he is embarrassed to ask more questions, hurriedly opened the topic: "Since this picture and the words you say well, that is good, I don't know where the expensive boy was bought, I asked him, let's ask."
In a short time, the housekeeper often had to be called in, heard his master and the pair of young ladies, and hurried to buy the painting through the way.
Hearing that it was bought from a young Lang, whether it was a song or a double, it was obviously a little disappointed, obviously this painting, it is unlikely to come from a young man's hand, it must be someone else's work, but even so, Song is still ordered to ask the young Lang to immediately ask the young Lang to enter the house.
But often expensive obviously to run a trip in vain, because Lin Wei had already carried a bucket of rice, a pound of fish returned to Weiyuan's yard.
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