Old Jack looked at Fang Yi with a look of disbelief on his face and asked, "What did you say? Are you looking for a purebred Lipizzaner?".
"Yes!" Fang Yi nodded and said, "Are there any racecourses near here that lack horses like this? Tell me what you know, and I'm going to have a look in the next two days!".
"You can only find purebred Lipizzaners in Europe or equestrian clubs. Even so-called purebred Lipizzaners are difficult to find because there are only about 3,000 purebred Lipizzaners!" said the old man.
Jack saw Fang Yi's smile turn into surprise, and immediately asked his boss: "What do you want with a horse like this?".
"I want the knight's mount in the next work. I need to know a beautiful horse, and it's best to see a horse with my own eyes. I need it to be my model," Fang Yi said immediately.
When he went to Europe, he saw purebred Lipizzaners. Fang Yi believed that as long as he went there
You can see it. Not to mention 3,000 horses, even 300 horses, is not a big deal for my current reputation. After all, I just want to see and don’t be greedy for details. But because a horse goes to Europe, Fang Yi feels a little bit
Damn it, I'm thinking about changing to a different kind of horse right now.
When Old Jack heard the boss's request, he couldn't help but smile and said: "If we don't emphasize too much about being pure and impure, as long as it looks good, there are many choices. The most popular horse farms nearby are Quarter Horses, Morgans, and
Some Arabs, of course, most of them are mixed-race, and they are already in good shape. There are also Frisians, Andalusians...".
"As long as it looks good, as long as it looks good!" Fang Yi said quickly.
"That's easy. If you have time, I will take you to a few racecourses. After watching them, you will have an intuitive impression," Jack said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi had no choice but to nod upon hearing this. He made a correct decision in his heart and left the professional matters to Jack, a professional: "That's okay!".
After accepting the task, Old Jack got busy that day. At about eight o'clock the next day, he took Fang Yi to someone else's pasture to see horses. As a semi-horse blind person, Fang Yi's eyes were opened.
I saw nearly twenty horse breeds in three or four days, and I don’t know how a small Los Angeles can hide so many horse breeds.
Fang Yi finally found a horse he liked. A very tall horse was gnawing grass on the morning ground of the racecourse. Its long mane hung straight on its slender and solid neck. The whole body looked like
It's very well-proportioned. And its limbs look quite strong. The whole horse's coat looks blue, with some slightly darker blue dots randomly dotted on it, giving it a faint smudged look.
.
Looking at the horse in front of him, Fang Yi suddenly felt that Gao Chong's mount should look like this. There was a burst of strength in every moment of silence, and the hanging horse's head had a hint of grace in its entire figure.
"That's it!" Fang Yi pointed to the horse he was interested in and said to Jack and the rancher.
Jack glanced at the direction of Fang Yi's finger and immediately opened his mouth and said: "Boss, that's a mixed-blood horse! It seems to have some Friesian blood, and the head also has some characteristics of Arabian horses, and there seems to be other
It looks like a different breed of horse!". Listening to the boss talk about purebreds, how come he finally picked a crossbreed, and the crossbreed is almost as good as a horse that can only plow the fields and pull plows.
After seeing a horse that suited his liking, Fang Yi was in such a good mood that he didn't care about the issue of purebred or not. He directly asked the rancher: "Larick, I think this horse is good!".
God knows where Jack saw so many things! Fang Yi saw that it looked good and suited his liking.
"One thousand dollars!" The rancher heard that Fang Yi liked this horse and immediately quoted his price.
"A thousand dollars?" Jack looked at the rancher and said, "Bring your horse trailer with you?". A thousand dollars for a half-breed horse, but that's not the price here. Just cut off a horse like this.
Half of this price is too high.
The owner of the racecourse, Larrick, glanced at Jack and Fang Yi and said: "I thought you wanted to buy a purebred horse, but who knew you bought such a horse after looking at it all morning? I turned down two horses because of you.
Here are the guests at the racecourse!”.
This means that I know you are coming to recommend guests, but do you still care about this little money with me?
"If I spend a thousand dollars on a horse like this, then I'm not a cowboy." Jack didn't appreciate it and said directly: "Well, four hundred dollars at most. Four hundred dollars for a horse like this is good."
Well, in a few years you will have no choice but to kill and sell horse meat!”.
"How about this!" Larick, the owner of the racecourse, said to Fang Yi: "I can lend you this horse as a model. I don't want it for one minute, and then you can finish the painting and let me go.
Just take it back! What do you think of this method?".
Jack smiled directly after hearing this: "It's not good at all!".
Fang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard what the rancher Larrick said. It was so obvious that the arrogant rancher was waiting for him to complete the work, so he immediately used the horse as his model.
, or you can keep it by yourself and make money by taking photos for tourists who come to the ranch, or you can simply sell it, and you might easily get rid of it for one or two thousand dollars.
"Let's do this, let's take away the four hundred dollars!" Old Jack said to the racecourse owner Larrick.
"five hundred!".
Jack looked at Fang Yi, saw Fang Yi nodded and said to Larrick: "Deal!".
After taking the horse in his hand and looking at it, Fang Yi realized that the horse was a gelding just like Mr. Gentleman at home.
Of course, this situation is understandable. This is a racecourse. There are no small racecourses of this size that say they want to breed a new horse breed. Even the super large racecourses, few of them say they are breeding horse breeds.
Even if the body looks good, just because it is a mixed-breed, the horse will end up with this knife.
Now that he has a horse, Fang Yi also ordered a pair of Mingguang armor and a vest from a domestic handicraft company. Of course, this thing is not really made of iron. Just do metal work on the plastic, anyway.
If you want it, it must look like it.
These things were all done step by step. Fang Yi and his family had finished celebrating the Chinese New Year and then headed to Florida to prepare to be a judge in the portrait competition.
Fang Yi is not only a judge with Henry Bobile, but more importantly, Michael Carson, an old friend. As for the other people, Fang Yi is not very familiar with them, and it is not interesting to chat with them, so before coming here,
He specifically asked the organizing committee to arrange a room for him close to Michael.
Fang Yi didn't think about talking more with Bobiel, but it was obvious that Fang Yi had made a wrong calculation. When he arrived at the hotel, Fang Yi discovered that Michael Carson lived on the left hand side of his room, and Bob lived on the right hand side.
Biller, the old man.
The old man also opened another room to the right of his room for his apprentice. He simply treated Dean as a servant and follower! However, there was no displeasure on Dean's face. Not only was he not displeased, but he also stayed there all day
He was cheerful and fully demonstrated the good character that a traditional apprentice should have, not fighting back or scolding him.
Fang Yi doesn't like to see Popile, but that doesn't prevent the old man from looking for him when he has no choice! There's nothing he can do about it, since it makes everyone unhappy anyway. Then find someone who's more pleasing to the eye.
Check out more. In this way, Fang Yi will become the first choice among the old man’s neighbors.
Now is the so-called primary election. To put it bluntly, it is a bit like when Fang Yi took the Stone Art College Entrance Examination. The works were placed in a large venue, and then the judges looked at them one by one, and then the good works were sent to Fang Yi and others.
The expert team will judge and determine who can enter the finals. The finals will not be notified until March, and then the creation and exhibition of the finalists will be in April.
Fang Yi's job as a judge is very relaxed. Of course, in order to take some responsibility, Fang Yi will go to the first site from time to time to look at some of the submitted works.
As for his free time, Fang Yi and Michael teamed up to visit the galleries or antique shops here.
After visiting a few stores, Fang Yi didn't find anything worth picking up, and even Fang Yi found it difficult to pick up with his face that is highly publicized.
"Uh!" Fang Yi watched the owner of the ancient painting shop directly offer a price of US$280,000 for a work he had asked for, which made Fang Yi dumbfounded.
Fang Yi looked at the shop owner and said, "The price of this work is only 10,000 to 20,000 US dollars, but you can actually offer 280,000 US dollars!".
This is an ancient painting. If no one grabs a work that is even higher than this level in the auction house, it will cost only ten to twenty thousand dollars, let alone two hundred and eighty thousand or even twenty thousand. Fang Yi doesn't want it.
A little over 10,000 US dollars is a price Fang Yi can accept.
The reason why Fang Yi bought such a work was because he planned to 'paint' something when he had nothing to do, not just to buy money, but mainly to entertain himself! Fang Yi just fell in love with such a small piece of ancient art.
The only thing that interests me about a painting is that it's 'old enough'! Fang Yi has no interest in evaluating other things.
"I know who you are!" After the shop owner said to Fang Yi, he carefully put the work in his hand back into a box.
Michael looked at the shop owner's movements and said jokingly to the shop owner: "You can tell the quality of this work at a glance. Which master's early painting work are you going to rely on?".
"Anyway, Mr. Fang has taken a fancy to something. It doesn't hurt to be careful. If you don't understand, there's nothing wrong with taking it and checking it carefully!" The shop owner put away the painting and glanced at Fang Yi before his eyes returned to Michael.
said on the body.
"I think you can only send this piece to Sotheby's and give it to someone else to see, because others may not be able to see something like this!" Michael said cheerfully to the store.
Michael is referring to Fang Yi's identification of Vermeer's work. This story is a bit magical. The two identical works have been seen and inspected countless times. It is better for Fang Yi to look at it like this. Now the appraisal circle
It's a little too difficult to find someone as awesome as Fang Yi. Of course, the main reason here is that Michael wants to make fun of the owner of the small painting shop.
The owner of the painting shop actually nodded after hearing this: "If necessary, I don't mind sending it to Mr. Fang through Softby! I believe Mr. Fang will definitely tell me the real answer!"
After hearing this, Fang Yi smiled and said: "If I ask you about everything here, you will spend a lot just to send it for inspection! I can tell you the real answer now,
This is an ancient painting, and I thought I wanted to buy it on a whim. If you want to keep it, then just keep it."
After listening to Fang Yi's words, the shop owner couldn't help but laugh twice.
As soon as Fang Yi saw it, he turned to look at Michael and said, "How about it, is there anything you're interested in?". This means that if you're not interested, let's go to another store.
Michael laughed as he followed Fang Yi out of the door. However, in the next two painting stores, Fang Yi was recognized at a glance as soon as he entered, or the shop owner or clerk saw that Fang Yi was Chinese and asked directly.
, Fang Yi is not Fang Yi.
After doing it a few times, Fang Yi felt that he was really not suitable for going to places like art shops and small galleries anymore. Why did everyone know him? Even those who didn't know him knew enough to ask when they saw his Chinese face.
Every time Fang Yi failed to buy anything, Michael was also left empty-handed.
"From now on, if you want to buy other people's paintings, you have to dress up!" Fang Yi stood at the door of his room and said to Michael. Fang Yi decided not to go shopping in the future.
"You can also ask someone else to buy it for you!" Michael joked to Fang Yi.
The two of them were just entering the door when they heard the door next to them open, and Popile's head stuck out: "Fang! I just have a piece of work for you to take a look at!".
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