Looking up at the painting hanging on the wall above the door, Fang Yi couldn't help but rub his eyes, and then took a look. Menzel was still displayed in his mind.
Beronica looked at Fang Yi's movements and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? You're so fascinated by staring at such a copied work!".
"I think this work is quite good!" Fang Yi said with a smile after listening to Beronica's words. As an oil painter, Fang Yi has already guessed that there is another thing underneath the surface of this painting.
The work, the work covered up by the outermost layer of painting is Menzel’s authentic work! But now Fang Yi can’t tell whether the bottom layer is Menzel’s oil painting or sketch.
The fat middle-aged female boss was very happy after hearing what Fang Yi said. She quickly walked to Fang Yi's side, looked up at the three paintings on the wall like Fang Yi and said, "These are all the works of my grandfather!
My grandfather is also an artist. I still heard the story about him from my father. My grandfather has loved art since he was a child, and this painting was his work in middle age!"
Hearing what the female boss said, Fang Yi couldn't help but turn his head and look at the female boss, thinking in his heart: Look how beautiful you are! Your grandfather's work? The messy things on the outside are probably your grandfather's things! What's inside?
It was Menzel who was known as Germany's greatest artist after Dürer. After his death, the Kaiser personally hosted his funeral, with a standard equal to that of a German marshal!
"Since it is your grandfather's work, why hang it here?" Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked the female boss, thought for a moment and then asked again: "Is this for sale?".
Listening to the female gallery owner saying that it was his grandfather's work, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He was afraid that if someone didn't sell it, and he couldn't bite the big fat piece of meat when it came to his mouth, he would not be able to sleep well when he went home tonight.
Sleeping.
"It's for sale!" the female boss said to Fang Yi.
When Fang Yi heard this, his heart went back to his stomach. Since it was for sale, it was easy to talk about it. Thinking of this, he opened his mouth to the female boss and said: "Then can you take it off and let me see it?".
"Of course!" the female boss said, taking the ladder next to her, taking down the painting and handing it to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi took the painting and looked at it carefully. The painting was not very big. Fang Yi made a rough guess when he got it in his hand. It was about fifty centimeters long and thirty centimeters wide. Judging from the surface of the painting,
It looks like a landscape painting, with trees, rivers, grasslands, and some figures and two or three cows in the distance.
Seeing Fang Yi holding the painting in his hand, Beronica stretched her head over her head and looked at the painting in Fang Yi's hand. After looking at it for a while, she asked: "What is it about this painting that attracts you?". Beronica looked at the painting in Fang Yi's hand.
I also understand art, but I really don’t see anything good about this painting. The whole work is in imitation of Menzel’s style, but it’s an imitation! I really can’t say it, at most there are two similarities.
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Of course, it was impossible for Fang Yi to say that there was a layer of painting underneath, and that it was Men Cai'er's original work! He had to say casually: "I kind of like it. I want to buy it back and hang it on my bedside!".
The female boss was very happy after hearing this and happily told Fang Yi a story: "Speaking of my grandfather, there is another story. When the Germans occupied Paris, my grandfather even teased me! At that time
The Germans collected some works of art from everywhere for the Nazi devil to appreciate! And my grandfather imitated these masters.
I made some paintings in my style to play off the invaders, and then it was rumored that my grandfather had these paintings. At that time, the Gestapo heard about it and went to my grandfather’s house. Who knew that they were all imitations? In the end, they returned disappointed. My father is still alive.
When I was young, I often told us this story! Every time I told it, there was a smile on my face, I was very proud!”
Listening to the female boss telling the story, Fang Yi couldn't help but look at the female boss and smile. If what the female boss said is true, then this grandfather is not the work of a legendary master. It is the work of a real master.
But this person’s grandfather painted another layer on top.
Fang Yi believed half of the story about the female boss. Comrade Lao Xi really liked Menzel's works very much. If the Germans who occupied Paris knew about it, whoever had Menzel's works would be visited.
Acquisition'! It is estimated that this person's grandfather painted a layer of his own paintings on it to protect the work.
It’s just that I don’t know why I didn’t tell my descendants, which caused this work to be hung on the wall at the door. But this has nothing to do with Fang Yi. If everyone knows that this is an authentic work by Menzel, then Fang Yi
What's going on! Even if Fang Yi knew that there was a Menzel for sale here, the price would be unaffordable even if Fang Yi sold the whole piece to work as a coolie!
Fang Yi listened to the female boss's talk with great interest, and then asked: "How much does this painting cost?".
Hearing Fang Yi's question, the female boss looked at Fang Yi's face and said, "Two hundred euros!".
"So expensive?" Beronica heard and said: "This price is too expensive."
"Can it be cheaper?" Fang Yi also opened his mouth and asked. As soon as he heard the price, Fang Yi knew that he was really an amateur at buying things. His face showed that he really wanted this painting. In other words, this fat man
The fat female boss saw through Fang Yi's thoughts and immediately opened her mouth. There was no painting in the entire small gallery that cost more than 100 euros. Now this painting is like this, it really costs 200 euros. It is obvious that she wants to polish it off.
Sharpen the knife for Fang Yilai in just one moment!
The female boss shook her head and said: "After all, this painting is the work of my grandfather. The price is too low. I might as well keep it as a souvenir! Besides, this painting is almost a hundred years old, so it has a bit of history.
!Two hundred euros cannot be lower!”.
"It's really too high!" Beronica glanced at Fang Yi and shook his head.
Fang Yi held the painting in his hand and had no intention of letting go. Let alone two hundred euros, even two thousand euros. Fang Yi would give it directly to others, but in order to show his sense of bargaining, he still tweaked it twice: "No matter how cheap it is,
Just a little!" Although he said this, he was holding on to the edge of the painting with no intention of letting go. His heart was beating wildly, and he kept thinking: Menzel! Menzel!
Look at Fang Yi's performance. How could the chubby female boss be willing to let go? If you can't even see this after selling paintings for so long, why do you have a gallery? She shook her head and said to Fang Yi: "No way.
No matter how cheap it is, two hundred euros is already the lowest price!" After saying that, he wanted to reach out and take the painting in Fang Yi's hand.
How could Fang Yi be willing to give it! He tucked the painting under his arm, took out his wallet and said, "Then two hundred euros!".
When he took out his wallet and counted it, he found that there was only one hundred and eighty-three euros in it. He took the note and said to the boss: "That's it, how about one hundred and eighty-three euros! I'll give it all to you. Okay?"
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"No!" The female boss shook her head and pointed at the bank card in Fang Yi's wallet and said, "We can swipe cards here!".
Beronica watched from the side as Fang Yi quickly pulled out the card and handed it to the boss. He smiled and shook his head: "Fang! You are really not a business person!".
Fang Yi looked at Beronica with a wry smile: "My sister said the same!" After saying that, he handed the card in his hand to the chubby shop owner. He watched the shop owner take the card with a smile and walked towards the card machine.
Holding the painting tightly in his armpit, Fang Yi completed the formalities.
"What else do you want?" Since I sold my grandfather's painting for the first time today, the shop owner looked at Fang Yi who was looking silly in his eyes and said enthusiastically: "If you like other works, I can give you all the works."
It’s a euro or two cheaper!”.
Fang Yi looked at the female boss looking at him as if she had been taken advantage of, and suddenly a thought popped into his mind: What if I told her that there was an authentic work by Menzel in it? It would be cheaper by one or two euros? You should still keep the money.
Buy paper towels, find a place to scream at the top of your lungs, you prodigal bitch!
Before Fang Yi could speak, the female boss remembered: "The two paintings next to the wall are also my grandfather's works. In addition to these two paintings, I also have some works left by my grandfather that have not been hung up.
Are you interested in taking another look?".
Upon hearing this, Fang Yi held his Menzel and nodded repeatedly: "Look! Look!".
After listening to Fang Yi's words, the store owner went directly to the small door behind the counter. After five minutes, he directly pulled out a large box for Fang Yi, which contained more than twenty works of various sizes.
Fang Yi squatted next to the box, still holding the painting he just bought under his elbow. It was a bit inconvenient to squat like this.
"Let me hold it for you!" Beronica looked at Fang Yi and said.
Fang Yi was stunned for two seconds, then handed the painting to Beronica, said thank you, and then started to look at the painting. From this look, Fang Yi started to praise the gallery owner's grandfather a little.
The paintings are not bad. Although they are not enough to leave a name in my mind, they are much better than those who set up stalls outside. Some of them are good.
imitation, but there is nothing inside! This makes Fang Yi a little disappointed. Although the painting above and Menzel are both made by the same person, the painting he bought is too stiff and deliberate.
Well, the works in front of me now show a rigorous and responsible attitude. Both the technique and the content can be said to be passable.
"How much does this painting cost?" Fang Yi picked the largest one and asked the shop owner.
The boss looked at Fang Yi and recommended happily: "This one is much better than the one you bought, and it's also much larger, three hundred and fifty euros! I'm giving you the lowest price and it can't be less!".
"No!" Fang Yi shook his head after hearing this, put down the painting in his hand and said.
Uh! The female boss was about to win Jiao again. When she heard Fang Yi's words, she looked at Fang Yi and said, "These works are better than the ones you bought!".
"I kind of like these works! But three hundred and fifty euros are too expensive," Fang Yi said. Do you also know that these works are better than the ones I bought? Then did you know that the ones I bought have Menzel on them! Your grandfather's paintings
These are the foundations laid by your grandfather, nothing else?
Watching Fang Yi stand up from the edge of the box, the female boss asked directly: "How much will you pay?" Today I finally found someone who appreciates my grandfather's works. No matter what, I have to sell two more paintings. My grandfather
His works are almost a disaster at home!
"There's nothing here that impresses me too much! Do you have any other works by your grandfather? If there are any other works, I'd like to see them. If there's anything I like, I don't care about a hundred or two hundred euros!" Fang Yi opened his mouth and said,
Now Fang Yi is thinking: Your grandfather should also cover a few more pictures to give us more fun!
Hearing what Fang Yi said, the store owner became happy again: "Yes! But not here. If you have time, go to the warehouse I rented and look at it! There are many paintings of my grandfather there!".
"I have time at any time!" Fang Yi said immediately, grabbing a picture of Menzel. Fang Yi definitely has time to do it, but he is afraid that he will not have the opportunity to spend such time!
When the shop owner heard this, he immediately touched a piece of paper, wrote down the address and handed it to Fang Yi: "Come to this place at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and I will take you to see the paintings!".
"Yeah!" Fang Yi glanced at the address on the paper, folded it and put it into his wallet. Then he took the painting from Beronica's hand and left the store to continue browsing the gallery! While shopping,
Fang Yi carefully looked at the paintings displayed in each gallery. However, he always held the one he just bought tightly in his armpit, not only with one arm, but also with the other hand.
When I got to the corner of the painting, I was really protecting this painting that looked like a mess to Beronica.
It was a pity for Fang Yi, but it was also very reasonable that he probably ran out of luck today, and Fang Yi never saw anything he liked and was worthy of his wallet.
After walking around like this, the most positive person was not Beronica at the beginning, but Fang Yi. When it was time to leave, Fang Yi walked briskly with a cheerful smile on his face.
After getting into the car and putting the painting on the back seat, Fang Yi said something nonsense directly to Beronica: "Europe is such a great place!". Beronica was stunned for a while.
I don’t understand why Fang Yi said this suddenly.