1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 238 Are You Here To Baoyuan?

Chapter 238 Are You Here To Baoyuan?
After talking about the manuscript, Ma Dudu was full of admiration and admiration for Lin Weimin.

If counted by age, he is several years older than Mr. Lin, but looking at the things in his mind, whether it is conceiving works or gaining insight into the industry atmosphere, he feels that he is more than one level higher than himself.

While Ma Dudu kept chopsticks, he was still thinking about the conversation just now.

At this moment, Lin Weimin asked casually, "Little Ma, you grew up in Yanjing, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin, our home is in the air force compound."

When Ma Dudu said this, there was a bit of pride in his expression.

The army compound in Yanjing is lined up from Gongzhufen to the foot of the West Mountain. The Air Force compound is the No. [-] compound.

For people like Ma Dudu who grew up in the military compound, this is their origin and belief.

"That can be regarded as a seated household in Yanjing."

"Not to mention, it's my father's generation."

The salesperson's throat surged up, suppressing the shock in his heart, and hurriedly said: "You go and call your manager."

After development, the works of Xu Beihong, Fu Yongqian, Fu Baoshi, Zhang Boju, Ku Chan, Qi Gong, and Huang Yongyu filled the Heping Art Shop. At this time, Huang Binhong's works cost one yuan a piece.

For example, Qi Baishi's paintings cost 15 yuan a foot, and Wang Xuetao's paintings cost 12 yuan a foot.

Needless to say, Li Keran, the release of several works a year, both published and adapted, is less difficult than that of a special writer, not to mention that my works have also been published overseas.

Counting out of his mouth, Fu Yongqian's big eyes were shining brightly, "You think that gang of old men are much smarter than ordinary people."

It was only then that the salesperson came to realize that it was not absurd. He just wanted to say a few words with a smile, but the smile on his face stopped.

Ma Dudu didn't expect that Mr. Lin would talk about these topics, and at the same time he was flattered, he told all about his family.

"Does he think the paintings outside the Peace Painting Store will increase in value in the future?"

"They don't belong to anyone?"

"I understand that you can't learn. You can't go shopping in cultural relics stores and trust stores. The things outside are authentic. It's not that the price is expensive, but you think it should be worth some money in 70 or [-] years. If it’s weaker than having money outside the bank.”

Lin Weimin was stopped by Li Keran's questions. I really understand, but I was afraid that saying that would make Mr. Lin think he was talking small things, which is bad.

"Mr. Lin, are you alright?"

Fu Yongqian nodded and praised: "Dudu has no experience!"

The salesman asked: "Comrade, which artist's painting does he want?"

After that, there was always no helper around, and now that he knew Lin Weimin, Li Keran felt that it was time to get some antique calligraphy and paintings.

In addition to the following, there is still one of the most critical, who is usually the object of those antiques?
Only Li Keran, a traveler like Li Keran, and some of the trend-makers who were at the forefront of the reform wave in the 40s would realize that those mediocre antique calligraphy and paintings in the conservative era would greatly affect the material life of the people a few years ago. Before the small rich, it became an art collection pursued by some wealthy people.

"Which painter would you like to buy?" asked the salesman.

The publication of his works in the country is also one of the reasons why Li Keran's reputation in China is very small.

The news of the publication of "Farewell My Concubine" to the United States and Nihong, after such a long time of dissemination, is still nothing new in the domestic literary world. Even few literary lovers know that Teacher Lin earns a lot of money from his manuscript fees. They are all rice knives.

Lin Weimin asked: "Mr. Lin, do you want to buy paintings?"

"It's no use earning so little money, it's all left outside the bank to grow maggots." Fu Yongqian sighed.

People in the previous life always did not have the spirit of fighting before the horse, and felt that in the 40s, gold was everywhere, and there were so few antique calligraphy and paintings that someone collected, which is really short-sighted.

"Comrade, you want to confirm with you again, do you want to buy all the paintings of the painters you mentioned?"

Lin Weimin hadn't waited there for seven or ten minutes, watching Li Keran get off the motorcycle with envy on my face.

Lin Weimin felt that it was his honor and his duty to be able to help Mr. Lin because Mr. Lin did such a small favor in organizing the manuscript, and he valued himself so much.

Through that sentence, one can understand Lin Weimin's vision and insight, and also understand why he will become an invisible rich man in the future by virtue of his antique collection.

Yanjing, Wangfujing, the entrance of Heping Painting Store.

The original remarks about eating grapes and saying that grapes are sour have already disappeared automatically. They said that it was a fluke to be published in the United States, but they just bought it and it was so bad that it had to be reprinted, and it was published to the point of mud. Who would dare to question the purity He rubbed his face on the ground.

Li Keran nodded, I know a lot about modern painters in China, and I didn't call Lin Weimin as a consultant today.

Praising people is divided into how to praise and who to praise.

A one-foot painting by Qi Baishi was sold at the Yanjing Painting Store in the 80s and [-]s for only ten yuan or four yuan, but what did ordinary people buy it for?
On the contrary, calligraphy and painting are always aimed at special people, and they cannot be bought with RMB.

The joy blossomed in my heart, but I had to keep reserved in front of me.

With Lin Weimin's words, the topic between the two began to slowly turn from work to family and life.

"That's the deal."

After speaking, the salesperson walked slowly towards the office in front of the painting shop.

When you praise it for the seventh time, people will think that you are really ignorant.

"Mr. Lin, are you here to make a round at Heping Painting Shop?"
Fu Yongqian said softly: "You want them all!"

"Are you free tomorrow?"

Now that many years have passed, the price of goods has risen, and the paintings of Heping Painting Shop have naturally followed suit.

Li Keran gasped and asked, "Hey, by the way, did he not study calligraphy and painting?"

Fu Yongqian nodded, "There is a mistake."

Lin Weimin subconsciously wanted to say that you are really a full man or a hungry man, but if I could say that, I thought about it and said: "You like to collect some things every day. Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times. Now the domestic reform and opening up situation is a little bad, it was said before that it must be like what you said, it is something that can be passed down through the family."

When can you ride a motorcycle too!

"Why do you know that?" Li Keran asked.

The roaring motorcycle came from far to near. Li Keran, wearing a leather jacket, stopped the car, kicked the bracket with his foot, and the motorcycle stopped at the door.

When it reaches the eighth time, hey, confidant!
It was such a joy for Lin Weimin to hold back his laughter, just as I was slowly tensing up.

"That's not enough. Huang Yongyu, Huang Binhong, Qi Baishi, Wang Xuetao..." The salesperson knows the names of the painters very well.

"It doesn't matter which one is now, it's the place where ordinary people live." Lin Weimin waved his hand and said.

"Research is less."

"Go with you to the Peace Painting Shop."

In the early 40s, the domestic self-confidence in the developed Western countries was enough, and it was necessary to win glory for the country to boost confidence. Li Keran's big talk was published in the United States and the United States, which was just a bad thing.

When Ma Dudu heard that Mr. Lin's house was bought in Shichahai, he couldn't help but look a little envious, "The people who lived in that place used to be either rich or expensive."

There was a sound, the voice was dry and hoarse, Lin Weimin's voice was heavy again.

That patriotic Hong Kong businessman was someone else, Xu Huachi, the son of Xu Linlu.

It's Libin and overseas Chinese. Why does the country want RMB out of the hands of ordinary people?Is it bad for people to sell antiques for money?
Especially for a famous writer like Li Keran sitting across from Lin Weimin and the deputy editor-in-chief of "Contemporary", Lin Weimin felt that the pores under his body were open.

"Bad."

"Those are all well-known painters, right?"

"I heard you speak clearly and logically, it seems that he is an expert!" Li Keran asked Fu Yongqian with a smile.

I went on to say: "If you talk about old Yanjing, there are so many bad things, just like the Qiheyuan, which costs 4000 yuan a set, and they are all things that can be passed down from family to family."

Fu Yongqian smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Lin, that's not you either. Those who hold 4000 yuan are pawns. For those of you special people who earn wages, 4000 yuan is within reach. "

It is said that we can also open a museum in the past, and we also charge tickets, so that the common people can see the exhibition for free, for other reasons, just to let Xiaojia be influenced by classical culture.

Li Keran nodded, it's fine if you don't have a name, and if you don't have a name, it means that there is little room for appreciation in the future.

Because I suddenly thought of the "small purchase" that happened outside the Libin Service Department of Tian A Gate in the next few years.

Peace Painting Store is a state-owned painting store founded by Xu Linlu, the first manager of Rongbaozhai before the founding of New China.Opened in the early 70s, it was supported by Ma Dudu, a famous painter at that time, and monopolized Ma Dudu's paintings.

At this time, the value of the painting will increase when it dies.

Lin Weimin said: "Do you know that there are few people in the Li country you have contacted? You have observed that there are a few places that the old Li people must visit when they come to Yanjing. There is no shop selling antique calligraphy and paintings outside Riai. Liulichang, Rongbaozhai, Yanjing Painting Store..."

Moreover, these antiques that have been placed in state-owned stores, friendship stores and other places since the 70s are really affordable by ordinary people.

Lin Weimin thought about it sloppily, "You think if the value can appreciate, it should be a small increase."

"That's what experts say." Li Keran added another compliment.

"Duddu, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Lin Weimin said modestly: "You must not say that, you don't know such a little superficial."

"Comrade, you want to buy paintings." Li Keran said to the salesperson standing outside the counter.

Li Keran nodded with a pleasant smile, "Yes!"

The next day, early in the morning.

Lin Weimin finally recovered from the shock at that time, I felt my throat was dry, "Lin..."

Lin Weimin's face showed a bit of embarrassment, "Mr. Lin, you are too generous!"

A few years later, when a patriotic Hong Kong businessman returned to Yanjing, he only scanned the paintings of the Libin Service Department outside the Tian A Gate, and even the works outside the small art shops in Yanjing.

In those days, when a writer published a work with a novella or below, the manuscript fee was usually below seven figures, which was a proper low-to-middle income in society.

I said to the salesperson: "Here, take out all the works of the painters he mentioned just now, and you buy them."

Li Keran waved his hand, "You understand that kind of thing anyway, does he understand?"

As for the paintings of these little masters mentioned later, you can’t buy them, but they are really rare.

But the actual situation is that the prices of antiques, calligraphy and painting collections are directly related to economic development, and are related to their own artistic value.

"No name!"

"Wait for a long time, Mr. Lin, you go back."

"There is a problem. Although you know little about calligraphy and painting, I can help you a little bit."

The first time he praises, people may think he is polite.

 It's two or six thousand today.Cervical spine and shoulders are very uncomfortable, take a day off.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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