"Mr. Sterling, how long do you think it will take for my painting to be sold?" Brian asked the gallery owner Sterling with a worried look on his face.
In fact, it was Tang Ning's idea to come to the gallery to consign the painting, because Brian tried for many days but still failed to sell the painting, so he found Tang Ning again. In desperation, Tang Ning could only give him this last solution.
Method.
Sterling smiled bitterly and replied: "Mr. Clark, you also know what happened in New Orleans just now, so it is very difficult to sell this painting now, so please be mentally prepared for the long term!"
"Ah?! Long term, how long is that?" Brian replied with a grimace.
While the two were chatting, suddenly a middle-aged man dressed as a farmer walked in and asked Sterling: "Boss, do you collect paintings here?"
Sterling waved his hands impatiently and said: "No, no, no!"
"Boss, please accept it, I'm still waiting for the money to be used to treat Jenny!" the farmer replied with a grimace.
"Didn't I tell you that I don't accept paintings? I've accepted too many paintings recently. If I accept more paintings, I won't have money to eat!" Sterling replied angrily.
"Yes, but this painting of mine is over a hundred years old."
Before the farmer could finish his words, Sterling interrupted: "Then I won't even dare to harvest it!"
Seeing Sterling's determination, the farmer had no choice but to put away the painting, and then muttered: "They say that there are so many people who like oil paintings in New Orleans recently. Why is it that I have traveled to so many places today and there is no one to buy paintings?"
"That's because you came late. If you had come a month earlier, no, just half a month, you would definitely be sold!" Sterling joked.
"Why?" the farmer asked in confusion.
"Why? You can find out for yourself, but no one in New Orleans dares to accept oil paintings now!" Sterling snorted coldly.
Just when the farmer wrapped up the painting and was about to leave, Tang Ning suddenly shouted: "Sir, please wait a moment, can you let me take a look at your painting again?"
"Sir, do you want to buy it?" the farmer asked excitedly.
Tang Ning replied vaguely: "You have to let me take a closer look before I can decide whether to buy it or not!"
After carefully inspecting it, Tang Ning asked the farmer, "Sir, how much did you sell this painting for?"
"Sir, how much do you plan to pay for it?" the farmer asked slyly.
Before Tang Ning could make a bid, Sterling on the side asked Tang Ning with a surprised look on his face: "Mr. Tang Ning, do you really want to buy this painting?"
Tangning nodded and replied, "Well, I think this painting is pretty good!"
Just when Sterling was about to say something more, the farmer stopped him: "Sir, if you don't want to buy it, don't interfere with Mr. Downing's purchase!"
Then he tentatively said to Tang Ning, "Mr. Tang Ning, how much are you willing to pay?"
Tangning thought for a moment, then stretched out two fingers and said, "Twenty dollars!"
As if he was insulted, the farmer shook his head and said: "Twenty dollars? Are you kidding me? I heard it all before I came here. There is no oil painting in New Orleans that is less than one hundred dollars!"
Tang Ning chuckled lightly and said, "That was the market situation a month ago. No one will collect your paintings like this now. You traveled a lot today. Is anyone collecting your paintings?"
"Well, it can't be twenty dollars, at least, it must be at least one hundred dollars!" the farmer insisted.
"Then go find a place that can sell it for a hundred dollars. I will never pay that price!" Tang Ning stood up and said goodbye.
"Humph, just go away, I don't believe there isn't a gentleman with aesthetics in such a big city like New Orleans!" The farmer got up angrily and left.
After the farmer left, Brian curiously asked Tangning, "Tony, do you really want to buy that painting?"
Tangning winked at him, and then replied loudly: "Actually, that painting is not even worth twenty dollars. I just think the brushstrokes and the use of colors in the background can give me some inspiration, so I plan to buy it back and study it.
Since he refuses to sell it, forget it!"
Just two minutes after Tang Ning finished speaking, the farmer came back and said to Tang Ning with a bitter look on his face: "Sir, can you increase the price a little bit more? I really need money to pay for my wife's medical treatment in urgent need!"
Tangning thought for a moment and then replied: "Okay, since you need money urgently for medical treatment, I will add another ten dollars, but no more!"
The farmer struggled for a long time, but seeing Tang Ning's insistence, he finally had no choice but to agree to sell the painting for thirty US dollars.
This time, after the farmer left, Tangning said, "I just said that because I was afraid that guy would eavesdrop at the door. In fact, what really attracted me was not the painting, but the frame!"
Hearing the word "frame", Sterling suddenly realized: "Let me tell you, this painting is obviously very ordinary. How could Mr. Tangning, a master of oil painting appraisal, buy such a thing? It turns out that your
The target is the picture frame! Hey, I was too stupid just now. I focused all my attention on this oil painting. Why didn't I notice the picture frame? Now if I look carefully, this golden picture frame must be at least a hundred years old.
history, thirty dollars is absolutely worth it!”
"Actually, if you look carefully, you will find that this painting is based on this frame!" Tang Ning replied proudly.
Sterling looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded in agreement: "Mr. Tangning, you are right, this painting was indeed painted according to the size of the frame, that's why the characters in the painting appear to be so restricted! Tangning
Sir, you are really amazing, you can find this!"
In fact, Tang Ning was able to discover this because before time travel, he knew a painter who collected antique picture frames everywhere, and then created paintings based on the size and characteristics of these frames. This was a bit like a proposition composition, but he also relied on
This unique style has made him a little famous and made a lot of money.
At this time, Sterling asked again: "Mr. Tangning, did you buy this antique frame with the intention of painting based on it?"
Tangning nodded and replied, "Well, I do have this idea, but I haven't decided what to draw yet!"
"No matter what you draw, can you leave it to me for consignment?" Stirling asked expectantly.
PS: I read the book "Senior Superstar" a little late, mainly because I didn't like reading entertainment articles before, but this book gave me a good impression. Although there are some emotional scenes that I really can't stand, the protagonist's
Some of the practices are not in line with my three views, but overall I like this entry point and the protagonist's enthusiasm for the plot very much!