Chapter 482 Fu Baoshi's "Sky Boat Sleeping Picture"
..."Lao Zhang, why are you here?" Ma Zhengfang was surprised when he saw the person coming.∈♀
"Old Ma, I have something to ask for!" As he said that, the middle-aged man named Zhang put a long blue and white paper box in his hand on Ma Zhengfang's counter, and then took out a scroll from it.
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"Lao Ma, I just collected this painting three days ago, and I want you to help me identify it!"
"Okay!" Ma Zhengfang nodded after hesitating for a moment.
This middle-aged man named Zhang Zhongjun is also considered his colleague, but he does not run an antique shop, but runs a small gallery on the second floor of the Painting and Calligraphy City. He also likes to collect ancient paintings.
Because Ma Zhengfang's profound skills in appraising calligraphy and paintings have made him well-known in the Qingzhou antique industry, he has a good relationship with these bosses who like to collect.
Therefore, when Zhang Zhongjun came to the door this time, he didn't ask any questions. He picked up the unopened scroll and walked to the big red desk next to it, put it on it, and opened it with a little care!
At this time, Chang Fangtao also recovered from the shocking news that Liu Dong was the real owner of the Zhang Sengyao collection. He quickly pulled Liu Dong who was about to come over to take a look and whispered: "Liu Dong, just now
What you said is true. Do you really have Zhang Sengyao's "Five Elements and Twenty-eight Constellations True Shape Diagram" in your hands?"
"Of course it's true! How could such a thing be faked?"
"tnnd, brother, you are so awesome!" After receiving a positive answer, Chang Fangtao cursed in excitement.
Seeing him like this, Liu Dong couldn't help but shook his head secretly and whispered: "I think you should be quiet. Didn't you see that your uncle is doing an appraisal?"
After being reminded by Liu Dong, Chang Fangtao also realized that this occasion really required silence and quickly shut his mouth!
"Let's go, let's go and take a look!" Liu Dong said, looking at the unfolded scroll.
"Let's go, let's go!" In fact, Chang Fangtao was quite curious.
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"Old Ma, how are you?" Zhang Zhongjun asked nervously after watching Ma Zhengfang read the scroll inch by inch with a magnifying glass.
"Lao Zhang, how much did you pay for this painting?" Ma Zhengfang turned her head, frowning and asked seriously.
Looking at him, Zhang Zhongjun didn't look very good, "Old Ma, is there anything wrong with this... this painting?"
"Alas...!" After a long sigh, Ma Zhengfang shook his head, "Old Zhang, we are old friends. Let me tell you the truth. This painting is indeed the work of a master of landscape painting.
Zhou Ming Tu", and it was Mr. Fu's work during the Jingangpo period in the 1940s. It is undoubtedly authentic!"
"Then you just...!" Zhang Zhongjun said after heaving a sigh of relief.
"The reason why I sighed just now is because this painting of "The Sleeping Boat" by Master Fu Baoshi is a revealing painting!" Ma Zhengfang shook his head.
Hearing this, Liu Dong next to him also nodded secretly. "It seems that Chang Fangtao's uncle is really good at appraising calligraphy and painting!"
Just now, he also saw something wrong with Fu Baoshi's "Shuo Mian Picture", but in the end he used the relic Yuan Guang to confirm that it was a revealing painting. However, what surprised him deeply and pleasantly was that this painting also
It's not as simple as it seems.
"Oh, it really is like that!"
After listening to Ma Zhengfang's words, Zhang Zhongjun sighed deeply. His face turned pale in an instant, and he looked extremely lost, as if all the energy and energy in his body had been drained.
"What? Lao Zhang, have you asked other people to appraise this painting before?" Ma Zhengfang asked.
"Well! Lao Qi and Lao Huo have looked at it, and their appraisal results are the same as yours! ...Oh, it's a surprise, two and a half million, just gone!" Zhang Zhongjun said with a gloomy look.
At this moment, both Ma Zhengfang, Liu Dong, and even Chang Fangtao understood Zhang Zhongjun's mood very well. This is the case in the antique industry. Many times, a single blow can cost you all your money.
However, in comparison, this Zhang Zhongjun is a bit better. At least his painting of Fu Baoshi's "Shuo Mian Tu" is still within the scope of authenticity. Although it is only a defective piece and its value has dropped to 100,000, it is still
It's still worth some money, isn't it? Moreover, if there is a chance, if the remaining "Shuo Mian Tu" can be put together, this precious Fu Baoshi's original painting can be restored.
Of course, this chance is relatively slim!
"Old Zhang, be more open-minded! In the antique shop, no one has ever been fooled or deceived. I did the same thing back then! Moreover, this "Shuo Mian Tu" is indeed Mr. Fu's original work, and it will be fine if I keep it in my hand.
A nice collection!" Ma Zhengfang comforted.
"Oh, that's all we can do now!" After sighing, Zhang Zhongjun stepped forward and put away the painting.
"Old Ma, I'm sorry to trouble you today! I'll find an opportunity to treat you to dinner in a few days!"
"Okay!" Ma Zhengfang nodded.
"Wait...!" Just when Zhang Zhongjun was about to leave with the painting, Liu Dong, who had been watching from the side, suddenly said.
And when he opened his mouth, he immediately attracted the eyes of the other three people to him.
"Lao Ma, who is this?"
Although Liu Dong is now considered well-known in the antique industry, in the eyes of most collectors, he is still a stranger, and Zhang Zhongjun does not recognize him.
"Hello Mr. Zhang, I am Chang Fangtao's high school classmate. My name is Liu Dong. Nice to meet you!" Liu Dong said before Ma Zhengfang revealed his information.
Seeing how enthusiastic this young man was, even though he was frustrated, as a businessman, his instinct of 'harmony brings wealth' made him kindly take Liu Dong's extended hand.
In addition, Zhang Zhongjun had known Chang Fangtao for a long time because he often worked as an apprentice with Ma Zhengfang, so when Liu Dongyi said that the two were classmates, Zhang Zhongjun's face was equally enthusiastic. With this relationship, finally
At least Liu Dong was much better than a stranger in his eyes.
"Liu...Liu Dong, right? What do you want from me?" Zhang Zhongjun asked.
"It's like this, Mr. Zhang, I want to buy this "Shuo Mian Tu" from Mr. Zhang. I wonder if Mr. Zhang is willing to sell it?" Liu Dong asked.
As soon as Liu Dong talked about "The Sleeping Boat", Zhang Zhongjun's expression immediately dropped. Now this painting has become a lingering shadow in his heart!
"Mr. Zhang, don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning! The main reason is that my father likes calligraphy and painting, and I just came home a few days ago, so I want to buy your original painting of Mr. Fu Baoshi as a gift! Please also help me fulfill my dream."
My son's filial piety!" Liu Dong said quickly and sincerely.
At the same time, after listening to his words, Zhang Zhongjun's face looked much better. Moreover, Liu Dong also gave him enough respect in his words.
In addition, Liu Dong’s reason for moving out is enough to make people feel good about him. Filial piety is respected at all times!
However, as a gallery owner, Zhang Zhongjun heard that Liu Dong bought paintings for his father, who loves calligraphy and painting, and instinctively asked: "May I ask what your father's name is?"
"Oh, my father's name is Liu Jianqing!" Liu Dong said quickly.
"Liu Jianqing!!"
"Liu Jianqing?"
Upon hearing this name, Zhang Zhongjun and Ma Zhengfang were surprised almost at the same time.
"Your father is really Liu Jianqing, teacher Liu Jianqing from Yanghe Middle School in Zhuliang Town?" Zhang Zhongjun said quickly with a hint of excitement in his tone.
At the same time, Ma Zhengfang's eyes were fixed on Liu Dong, waiting for his answer.
However, their appearance confused Liu Dong, "Mr. Zhang, do you know my father?"
"Know? We know each other so well! ... I didn't expect Mr. Liu to be Master Liu's son. How disrespectful!" As he spoke, Zhang Zhongjun once again took the initiative to hold Liu Dong's hand enthusiastically and shook it up and down vigorously. His attitude was compared to
The coldness just now has become many times more enthusiastic!
At this time, Liu Dong, who was confused, could only respond passively.
"Since Mr. Liu bought this painting for Master Liu, I naturally offer it with both hands!" Zhang Zhongjun held up his hands with a hint of pain in his eyes and handed the long box containing the painting to Liu Dong.
Although Liu Dong couldn't figure out why Zhang Zhongjun's attitude changed so much when he heard his father's name, Fu Baoshi's "Sky Boat Sleeping Picture" really moved his heart. He took it and said: "Mr. Zhang,
I wonder how much you plan to sell this painting for?”
"If you don't want money, just treat it as a gift to Master Liu!" Zhang Zhongjun said quickly.
"This can't be done!" Although this "Sky Boat" is an unveiling painting, it is also an authentic work by a master of traditional Chinese painting, and it is worth at least 100,000!
So, Liu Dong took out his checkbook from his pocket, wrote a check for 120,000 yuan and handed it over with a few strokes. This price was already slightly higher than the market price of the "Shuo Mian Tu" unveiling!
"Mr. Zhang, I can't ask for anything in vain, otherwise my dad won't accept it when I get home, so please accept this check!"
Looking at the check in Liu Dong's hand, although Zhang Zhongjun wanted to give this painting to Liu Dong's father and take the opportunity to deepen the friendship between the two parties, the figure of 120,000 was still too tempting. What's more, he had lost two hundred and fifty thousand.
One hundred thousand, I was short of money, so after some hesitation, I finally took the check from Liu Dong!
Obviously, his decision to give this painting away for free just now was not very firm!
"Then I'll accept it shamelessly!"
"Mr. Zhang is serious, this is just a fair deal!" Liu Dong said with a smile.
Seeing Zhang Zhongjun take the check and acknowledge the transaction, Liu Dong was relieved!
Just when Zhang Zhongjun took the check and was about to take the opportunity to chat with Liu Dong and strengthen the relationship between the two parties, the cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang.
"Sorry, I have a business, so I'll leave first!" After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhongjun said with a hint of urgency on his face.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, goodbye!" Liu Dong said.
"Goodbye, Mr. Liu, if you have time, come and sit at my place. I will treat you well and say hello to your father, Master Liu, for me!"...
After talking to Liu Dong, Zhang Zhongjun said goodbye to Ma Zhengfang and prepared to turn around and leave.
But just as he walked to the door, he fell back, took out a business card from the inner pocket of his jacket, handed it to Liu Dong with both hands and said: "Mr. Liu, this is my business card. We will keep in touch in the future!"
"Okay, okay!"
After seeing Liu Dong agree, Zhang Zhongjun turned and left. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!