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Eight yuan for one foot? Zhang Lu obviously didn't expect: The works of modern painters are also so expensive. How much does such a big painting cost?

At this moment, he and Jiang Shan stood in front of a painting at the same time.

The mountains are covered with red maples, which reads: Thousands of mountains are red, and all the forests are dyed.

Compared with the surrounding ink banners, this one is truly unique.

Especially in the lower right corner of the painting, there is a label of Zhai Collection, which makes Jiangshan's eyes full of glow.

Speaking of this painting that will be sold for 180 million in the future, Jiang Shan knows it very well.

Ten Thousand Mountains Are Red is a masterpiece by contemporary writer Li Keran.

At that time, he successively created seven paintings on this theme, and the transaction prices varied depending on the year in which they were sold.

However, most of them are around 100 million yuan, which is a big deal.

However, it is a bit interesting to talk about this painting Ten Thousand Mountains Are Red. This is the first painting by Li Keran that surpasses that of his master Qi/Baishi.

It was sent to Rongbaozhai for consignment, and the shopkeeper gave it a remuneration of 80 yuan.

Li Keran was so happy that he didn't sleep for several nights because Qi Lao's masterpieces only sold for 10 yuan per square foot.

Huang Binhong is even worse. The price in this museum is only 8 yuan per foot.

It sounds like it's already ridiculously cheap.

But in 1952, no one paid a dollar for each one. Fu Lei couldn't stand it anymore, so he bought two.

The result was given to Huang Binhongle, and a dozen more were given to Fu Lei.

The staff walking in front continued to introduce each other: Jiang Zhaohe is 8 yuan a foot, Wang Xuetao is 12 yuan a foot, Lu Yanshao is 8 yuan, Liu Bingsen is 8 cents a foot...

The more Jiang Shan listened, the more outrageous he felt. It felt like he was in a fabric store, ripping cloth.

He finally stopped, gritted his teeth and asked, Are these eight cent calligraphy works for sale?

As expected, the staff member smiled and shook his head:

Some of these exhibits are calligraphy and paintings purchased by the museum, and some are collections temporarily stored here by Rong Baozhai. None of them can be sold to the outside world.

Jiang Shan gave up and nodded with a smile: That's it.

Thinking about it again, it’s no wonder that Luo Zhongli, Chen Danqing and others formed a group to paint the little book, which is more valuable than painting.

You know, now Jiang Shan's own paintings are twice as valuable as this.

But my heart was in turmoil.

Even now, he refused to sell even one calligraphy and painting to himself, but in 1981, he persuaded Xu Huachi to take them all.

Later generations always say that this transaction was made by Xu Hua Chi because he could not see them flowing abroad. In fact, it was due to the poor management of the history museum itself.

In 1979, the museum set up an exhibition hall to sell works by modern painters to foreign guests.

Business is pretty bleak.

Not only did they not earn any foreign exchange, they also had to pay three yuan per person as entertainment expenses.

It couldn't be maintained anymore, so I sent out news to prepare for the disposal of a batch of calligraphy and paintings of little value.

However, the cheaper it is sold, the more no one cares about it.

Only Xu Huachi, whose family owns a painting shop, came to consult several times.

He originally just wanted to pick a few rare paintings from the library, but was persuaded by the museum to buy them together at a discount.

After careful consideration, Xu Huachi sold off several properties and raised 200,000 yuan for the painting despite the pressure from his family.

There were six boxes in total in coffin-sized boxes.

Before leaving, the curator chased me with a bundle of calligraphy works and asked him to help me buy them too.

There was no other way, so Xu Huachi had to spend another 100 yuan to buy it.

Those were the calligraphy works worth 8 cents each that Jiang Shan had just spotted.

For this bundle of characters, Xu Huachi bought one from 1,000 yuan in 1994 to 40,000 yuan in 2002.

In fact, Jiang Shan had no other ideas, he just simply liked it.

Everyone knows that he has a good habit of copying.

After walking around, Jiang Shan finally found the masterpiece of Huang Binhong, one of his favorite masters.

Thick ink and heavy pen, majestic and majestic.

I have never understood why most people think Huang Binhong’s paintings are “dirty” and no one wants them if they are given away for free.

Fortunately, Mr. Huang has always insisted on his own style, and he has achieved subsequent glory.

well,

Jiang Shan sighed in front of Huang Lao's paintings, and then left lonely.

This scene was all taken in by Gu Zhengzheng who was following behind.

When Jiang Shan, Huang Hua and Zhang Lu walked out of the history museum, they found that there was no shadow of the leader behind them.

Huh? Zhang Lu was the first to notice: Which one of you has seen Gutai?

Jiang Shan glanced back: Wasn't he walking behind us just now?

Huang Hua smiled calmly and said: Don't worry, someone as big as Gutai can still lose it. He probably went to the toilet.

After he said this, the other two also wanted to go to the toilet.

So the three people immediately decided to go for a while and find a leader.

At this moment, Gu Zhengzheng was sitting in an office in the museum making a phone call.

After my observation, there are two paintings that Comrade Xiao Jiang likes very much... Gu Zhengzheng was calling Zhou Yeming:

By the way, there is another one...who is it? I can't remember the name. Anyway, it's not expensive, only 8 cents a piece.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yeming, sitting in the office, wrote very carefully:

...Li Keran, Huang Binhong...and 8 cents a piece of calligraphy. That's all?

Gu Zhengzheng saw it clearly: Yes, that's all.

After Zhou Yeming put down his pen, he said earnestly: Gutai, I just learned that the Ministry of Culture has approved a bonus of two thousand yuan for Zong Fuxian.

Two thousand? So high? Gu Zhengzheng couldn't believe his ears, but then he thought: Which Zongfu is the first? There are so many rewards.

You are really a noble and forgetful person, Zhou Yeming reminded: The author of In the Silent Place, wasn't this play the first to become popular in your Pujiang River!

Oh, after saying this, Gu Zhengzheng also remembered: That play is indeed amazing. I heard that after the work was published, the author was already ready to take up a job.

Zhou Yeming nodded, In Silence is indeed like a thunder in today's era.

The creative team who organized and arranged this drama really withstood all the pressure.

It is precisely because of the appearance of this work that many outstanding authors began to write again and speak freely.

It's just that, as it goes smoothly, it opens up.

Zhou Yeming grabbed the receiver and continued:

Ordinarily Comrade Xiao Jiang's contribution this time is not small. He solved two problems for us in one fell swoop. He should be well rewarded, but our scope of power...

He really felt a little sorry.

Gu Zhengzheng took over the topic:

It's okay. Comrade Xiao Jiang is an honest boy. I will do his ideological work. In fact, for a folk art lover like him, if we award him two paintings and calligraphy, it will be more effective than awarding him money.