The plane took off at around eight o'clock in the morning. The three of them got up early and all took the first class cabin.
This made Lin Wan, who was flying first class for the first time, very excited and almost started a live broadcast.
Three hours later, I got off the plane, then transferred to a county-level city below, and then took a bus from the county-level city to a township below.
Li Chungang opened a noodle shop in this rural town. The name of the noodle shop is "Chungang Noodle House", which is very simple and unpretentious.
Li Chungang is actually almost sixty years old, but he looks young, only in his fifties.
When Chen Feng and the others entered the noodle shop, he was cooking noodles in a white apron. At this time, it was around two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still five or six customers sitting in the noodle shop, so the business was still decent.
After the two parties met and introduced themselves, Li Chungang shook hands with Chen Feng enthusiastically, and then asked them if they had eaten. After Chen Feng shook his head honestly, he immediately gave them a large bowl of tube bone noodles.
Not to mention, it was quite delicious, and the ribs given to everyone were very big. Chen Feng took a straw and sucked it for more than ten minutes before finishing it, and his stomach was full.
After eating the noodles, Chen Feng wanted to give him money, but the other party refused to accept anything, so he had to give up.
Then Li Chungang handed over the shop to his wife and took them home to look at the paintings.
His home is not in the town, but it is not very far from the town. It takes about ten minutes to get there on his three-wheeled electric car.
An old-fashioned farmyard, with a single gate and a wall, is quite high and covered with broken glass. There is also a big wolf dog inside.
According to Li Chungang, his home was robbed a few years ago. Fortunately, the thief didn't know what he was selling. Although he stole a lot of things from his home, including his rice cooker, the paintings he painted over the years were
But none of them were lost.
So, after that time, their family built a high fence and kept a big wolf dog to guard the house and yard.
When we arrived at the gate of the yard, the big wolf dog inside kept barking, but stopped after being scolded by Li Chungang several times.
This wolfdog was indeed very big, and the two women were so frightened that they did not dare to enter the house.
It was Li Chungang who went over and grabbed the big wolf dog on a chain, and then the two women hid behind Chen Feng and followed him into the yard.
Chen Feng declined the invitation to have tea in the living room of the main house and went directly to Li Chungang's studio.
His studio is very large, and the house on the left side of the yard is almost 200 square meters.
The decoration and layout inside are obviously not as refined and reasonable as those of Song Yi's house.
There are some shelves. There are several shelves in a non-uniform format at the end of the door. Most of them are wooden shelves. They are filled with paintings, or piled with paintings. Most of them are not framed.
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Some of these shelves were covered with plastic sheets, some were not, but they were all filled with a lot of dust.
The area near the door is a bit cleaner, with several easels and various painting tools on display.
In addition, there are some completed or unfinished paintings placed against the wall, including oil paintings and Chinese paintings. It can only be said that Li Chungang, a folk painter, is really very good, and he can be said to have learned both Chinese and Western knowledge in the field of painting.
"Sorry, the place is a bit messy."
Li Chungang said a little embarrassedly. Then, he extended his hand to invite the three of them inside.
Of course Chen Feng didn't care about this and immediately said: "Let me take a look at some of your recent works first. Which ones are they?"
"It's all here." Li Chungang pointed to the shelf on the left, "You can take a look at it as you like."
"good."
Chen Feng was not polite and immediately stepped forward to check.
At the first glance, Chen Feng was pleasantly surprised and discovered that three paintings in total were sensitive.
This is really a surprise. It makes sense that he came all the way here.
Chen Feng immediately took the three paintings off the shelves, and then went to another row of shelves.
After reading all the shelves on the left side of the door, Chen Feng received a total of five paintings out of about fifty or sixty works, which made him almost laugh out loud with joy.
Then, Chen Feng looked at the shelves on the right. There were more shelves here, with seventy or eighty works. After reading them all, Chen Feng also gained five paintings.
To be honest, Chen Feng was shocked by such a harvest.
But it's true!
Of course, Chen Feng would not be satisfied with this. Of course, the more such sensitive paintings, the better.
So Chen Feng went over there to look in the plastic sheet-covered shelves.
The search lasted more than an hour. Although he ate a lot of dust, his hard work paid off. Chen Feng found a total of 8 works from these paintings.
During this trip, he found eighteen works. Chen Feng was surprised and happy. He felt that he had really dug up a treasure. When he stared at Li Chungang, a folk painter with a peasant background, his eyes were different.
In Chen Feng's view, Li Chungang is the kind of painting master who is truly buried in the world.
Chen Feng doesn't know much about painting, but he knows that as long as it attracts him internally and contains invisible energy, it is undoubtedly a good painting.
Others don't know, but Chen Feng knows.
This can be regarded as a natural advantage for him in the art business.
"Mr. Li, look at the eighteen paintings here. I have taken a fancy to them all. Please give me a price."
Li Chungang was very honest and did not even look at these paintings. He said casually: "You come all the way to buy paintings because you think highly of me. I think you are cheaper. The price I give others now is usually two for smaller sizes."
One thousand pieces, three thousand for larger ones, I’ll give you two thousand in total.”
Two thousand pieces!? Eighteen pieces is only thirty-six thousand.
Chen Feng suddenly felt a psychological shock. This was too cheap!
Chen Feng had the urge to observe three minutes of silence for these paintings, feeling sad for them and not worthy of them.
Obviously their artistic value is much higher than those of so-called famous paintings, but now they are being sold at such low prices.
Are there any pearls covered in dust?
Chen Feng almost impulsively wanted to remind Li Chungang that these paintings of yours are very valuable. But in the end he held back because of his own selfishness.
"Mr. Li, you are too honest."
Chen Feng sighed secretly, but in the end his conscience couldn't bear it, and said: "Let's do it. For eighteen paintings, I'll give you... 100,000."
Chen Feng originally wanted to give him 180,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan for each painting.
But then I thought, if he suddenly had money and no pressure in his life, would he be able to create so many powerful paintings?
This is the case for many artists and literary and artistic creators. After becoming famous and rich, life becomes less stressful, and the works they create are often not as spiritual as before.
Therefore, Chen Feng still lowered the price slightly.
"What!?" Li Chungang obviously didn't expect that Chen Feng would raise his price and raise it so much all at once.
"I'm talking about these paintings, I'll give you one hundred thousand dollars. They are worth this money."
"No, no." Li Chungang immediately shook his head and refused, "This is too much. The most expensive painting I ever sold was only 20,000 yuan. It was customized by someone else. It was more than two meters long and one meter wide.
, it took me two months to finish. And these paintings, I can paint one in two days at most, and I can even finish the small ones in one or two hours. I can't charge you more. You are all the way away.
Coming from Xiuzhou, how could I cheat you?"
His attitude and words made Chen Feng not know what to say.
After a while, Chen Feng said with sincere admiration: "Mr. Li is really down-to-earth. I can only admire him from the bottom of my heart. In fact, I gave you this price not only because I think your painting is worth so much, but also because I want to own it."
Your right of first refusal. After you paint a new painting, take a video or photo and send it to me as soon as possible. If I like it, you can keep it for me and cannot sell it again.
To others.”
Li Chungang said happily after hearing this: "If you can take care of my business and if you like my paintings, I should send you videos and photos as soon as possible. You don't need to pay extra."
"Oh! Okay, just listen to me. If you don't charge me money, I won't feel at ease. And to be honest, I like your paintings very much, and I believe that I can resell your paintings for a good price. I'm so
I definitely won’t lose money buying so many of your paintings, and I’ll still make money.”
When Li Chungang saw what Chen Feng said, he stopped insisting and nodded: "That's it. I'll give you a few more paintings."
Chen Feng couldn't refuse his kindness. This man was so honest.
In the end, Chen Feng just picked two more paintings that he liked and made up 20 paintings.
Sign the contract and transfer money via WeChat. Li Chungang was very happy to receive 100,000 yuan at once, and he asked Chen Feng to have a drink at his house.
Chen Feng was reluctant to accept his kindness, and since he wanted to establish a good relationship with him so that he could continue to buy energy paintings from him in the future, he agreed.
Li Chungang is not only a painter, but also a chef. He raises chickens and ducks in the backyard, grows vegetables, and has a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator.
After a lot of work, I prepared an authentic farm meal for them.
After eating, Chen Feng and the three of them were very satisfied.