The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

After moving the furniture, what is left in the warehouse is a large number of Western porcelain and oil paintings: especially those that were first put into the warehouse in the 1950s. Because of the special period, the original warehousing registration account book has long been lost, the director of the agricultural curator It also happens to take this opportunity to conduct an inventory. ?㈠㈧?㈧?㈠???㈠

"In the 20th century, British industrial porcelain vases, up to a pair of 1oo, RMB...Italian crystal glass trays in the 1880s and 90s, a pair of 50 yuan...A set of European daily-use porcelain in the 1930s, 30 pieces, how about this? It’s in our warehouse? Who wants someone to buy it back home, and return a new one that can be used..."

The east-west flow frame passed in front of Nong Bosheng, listening to his quick appraisal and quotation is simply a pleasure, the horizontal bars, basically a few glances.

Sometimes I would stop to exchange a few pointers with Zhang Nan. There are not many opportunities for this.

As soon as large quantities of Western porcelain and glassware are out of the warehouse, the cheaper ones are basically bought by the employees.

Nowadays, buying a Western-style glass tray with fruits and candies in a crafts shop costs about 20 yuan. This craft is not as good as the one in front of you-the crystal glass produced in Italy 10 years ago, of course the exhibition hall staff knows That thing is worth 5o dollars.

Although the salary is now more than 100 points, even the ordinary domestic porcelain and glassware are different from the price of cabbage 20 years later, and they are still more expensive.

So even if the director of the agricultural curator broke a price of tens or hundreds of dollars, the staff would basically buy them all.

Will Zhang Nan compete for small profits with the people in the exhibition hall, and enjoy watching the excitement-the legendary "spectacle" of handling Western goods 2o years ago has reappeared, and this scene is estimated to never appear again.

"Don't you?" Nong Bosheng couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhang Nan.

"You didn't buy it either." Zhang Nan answered with a smile.

"I bought too much 2o years ago. It will cost a few cents or a few cents. You see, the old guys here haven’t moved. There are a lot of them at home. They will be reserved for young people. The gadgets are fashionable at home.

In the past two years, I began to value these things. The guy at home that I used to eat, let alone the flower vase I bought. "

"Cousin did the right thing, maybe it will be worth a lot in ten years!"

Nong Bosheng’s wife is Xiang Weirong’s cousin, and Zhang Nan’s name is also on the stick.

Nong Bosheng also made no objection: he confiscated a large number of Western goods at the beginning, and everyone can tell whether the goods look good or not. He is a wise man in Quan Yongcheng on the issue of whether it is a treasure.

So many good things are the price of cabbage, and Nong Bosheng will always pick some good ones for personal use or give away, even if people are stodgy.

Zhang Nan knew that when his cousin and his cousin married, Nong Bosheng gave some Western products as gifts, of course the kind that could be used for life.

For example, the pair of precious Venetian crystal glass tribute trays are not comparable to the pair of trays that were just bought for 50 yuan.

...

At this time, the moving staff took out a weird-looking vase from a wooden box. Zhang Nan smiled bitterly when he saw it, and glanced at Nong Bosheng by the way.

Nong Bosheng also saw it, and said directly: "Don't think about it, this thing can progress to the hall."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Nan gave up completely: at a glance, he saw that the thing was not a purely Western product, but a "combination of soil and foreign".

There is a whole warehouse of Western goods that can't fit in. This will finally show up for someone interested, but in the end it is still a museum that can be exhibited, so I feel depressed!

"Western European gilt bronze inlaid with Ming dynasty Longquan kiln celadon tetragonal vase, a representative export porcelain reprocessed product." After the appraisal of Nongbo Shengyi, he said to the side humanely: "Xiao Chen, archive and put in storage."

Yes, everyone is fine.

This is a kind of handicraft that is very strange to Huaxia people: Western craftsmen use their own craftsmanship to wrap a very chic and exquisitely carved copper shelf around the originally imported Huaxia porcelain. Anyway, this feels that Huaxia people look awkward. , Westerners are pleasing to the eye.

There are a lot of foreign goods. It is estimated that only Shanghai has similarities in this special situation in the Yongcheng Exhibition Hall.

Before the liberation, there were many offices from western countries in Yongcheng. Zhang Nan estimated that the large courtyard of the exhibition hall might have been made by a foreigner, but it was not necessarily because of the taste of European architecture everywhere.

There are many remaining western-style buildings on the same street, including churches.

At the beginning, many Westerners lived in Yongcheng. They brought a lot of things to the west, and under the influence of hundreds of years, many of the locals in Yongcheng have become accustomed to the Western-style life there.

All the outdated foreign gadgets were either destroyed or put into the warehouse of the exhibition hall. A number of them were destroyed during the special period, but the ones left are actually okay.

When all the Western porcelain was cleaned, Zhang Nan bought the right vase: something from France in the second half of the 19th century, with a blue accent, used as a good display.

It was already noon, but the agricultural curator decided to make persistent efforts and hurry up to clear the library. He only gave everyone 4o minutes to eat.

Zhang Nan also mixed up in the cafeteria, and saw that the exhibition hall staff had no complaints: probably everyone had their own gains, and they all understand that the year-end benefits this year are estimated to be absolutely generous.

Just now everyone's work enthusiasm is good, and if there is good, there is enthusiasm!

After eating and continuing to pour, there are two piles of oil paintings left, a total of hundreds of oil paintings: some of them were not allowed to be burned by the curator of agriculture, and the other part was not even remembered by him—it was sent first. A batch of confiscated western objects in the exhibition hall.

"Many religious story paintings were moved from here?" Zhang Nan said in the warehouse without looking at it.

"It's boring, it's almost."

Nong Bosheng is also looking at paintings. He hasn't been here for a few years, so he needs to check it carefully.

The piles of oil paintings on the outside are all inspected oil paintings of a special period. Although they all have the signatures of the authors, many of them even need to find the signature of Nong Bosheng for a while. If they find them, they still can’t recognize the author. Who.

Perhaps these painters are not well-known, and with the obscure way of signing oil paintings, it is really hard to recognize who the authors of these paintings are! .

Because oil painting signatures are different from traditional Chinese paintings: Chinese paintings can be signed in the form of calligraphy with great fanfare to fill in the blanks in the picture, and then affix the famous seal to complete the whole picture;

Oil paintings are generally hidden signatures: vaguely as if there is something like nothing, which can be identified without disturbing the picture.

Some painters sign their names in the "props" or patterns of the paintings to integrate them with the paintings: For example, Holbein's signature in "The Statue of Amaibach" is written on a wooden sign on the background tree Top; Delacroix's "Freedom to Lead the People", signed on a wood upside down in the distance; Serov's "Girl and Peach", signed on the lower right near the tablecloth...

Many of the names are still abbreviated, and some signatures are even one or two letters

There are a total of 52 pictures outside, all sizes, "Would you like?"

"what price?"

"It's all yours for $1oo."

Zhang Nan rolls his eyes: "An unfamiliar painter in the second-hand market in the United States sells a lot of old paintings for $5 each. You are bidding all over the sky."

"Don't pull it."

"Yes, why not! Maybe there is a small well-known person that you can't recognize."

"I said Xiao Zhang, I have left the Soviet Union for more than 30 years, and it is normal not to recognize it. You are in luck."

Zhang Nan actually thinks the same way, "Then you have to give me a certificate, and I have to take these out and let the knowledgeable people see it."

"OK, no problem."

...

After reading this pile, there are still forty or fifty oil paintings wrapped in kraft paper, which even the curator of agriculture has hardly seen.

One by one...well, a dozen of them are religious paintings, and finally a landscape painting is torn down. According to Nong Bosheng's words: This painting technique is also a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, but at least a senior.

Looking around, front and back, I found a very small pencil writing on the back: Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts...

The student's painting is still a domestic product.

The size is large enough and the frame material is also good. Nongbosheng intends to use it as a decoration in the reception room of the exhibition hall and use it as waste.

Before the last large-scale painting was left out of the box, Nong Bosheng finally found a work by an Italian painter he had an impression of, but it was nothing to say to Zhang Nan.

I haven't heard of it at all, I guess it's a small name at best.

"Ten thousand dollars? Director of the farm, are you extortion?"

"Don't pull it."

"Yes, don't do this trick. I'll still give you 50,000 yuan. You love it."

"make a deal!"

The accountant Ying on the side is smiling: the curator is amazing! This is everyone's benefit!

The last painting plus the frame is nearly two meters long and 1.5 meters wide. The frame is very large!

After unpacking and removing the kraft paper, Nong Bosheng narrowed his eyes, and immediately scoured reading glasses from his pocket.

But Zhang Nan reacted even more: frowning and standing up, a sentence popped out in his mind: "Really? Gao Fang?"

This is an oil painting on canvas of a group of people participating in a dance. The canvas is about one meter three by one meter eight. It depicts a large number of people, and it feels a little crowded: crowded heads, colored spots jumping, lively and extraordinary, just look at it. It gives a strong impression of joy and joy at a glance!

The picture uses blue and purple as the main color, which makes the characters produce a sense of multi-level rhythm from near to far: the painter focuses on the depiction of a group of characters in the near scene, vividly showing the light and color effects on the characters’ faces and The blurring caused by light and shadow exaggerated the atmosphere of the dance party.

"This is an impressionist work. It has a very high handling of light and color spots. You can see that the overall tone and atmosphere of the picture have a strong effect of shaking and flickering.

Master, absolute master! Absolutely boutique! "

Nong Bosheng is not a master of oil painting, but he is a top sculptor in China, and he still has this appreciation for oil painting.

After searching for a long time, there is the artist's signature on a tree at the corner of the painting: Zhang Nan frowned even more after finding the signature.

"I can recognize it."

Zhang Nan said this first, because although the signature is a simple letter, Zhang Nan knows: In the big truck in Hamburg Port, there is a painting with the same signature!

The Nong Bosheng here also looked at the frown deeper and deeper. Just before a short meeting, Alyosha, who was next to him, had already noticed the abnormality of the two of them. He had already pulled Karimi, and the exhibition was the same. There are dozens of religious paintings in the museum’s finances.

Alyosha is a Russian nationality, and he still knows some Western religious stories: the curator and finance are the only people in the exhibition hall in the small warehouse. Alyosha has a few good sense of words and colors, and knows that there is a problem with that huge oil painting. , It is estimated that it is still a big problem! .

"Director of the farm, this thing shouldn't be here, right?"

"Well, it should be in France."

"Look carefully, is this a copy?"

Nong Bosheng shook his head and said: "It doesn't feel like, the technique is too clever, and the painting time is at least 10 years. I remember his "Madame Charles Pantier and Her Child" in the Paris Salon in 1879. This painting was well received and received a remuneration of 1ooo francs.

He was dying of poverty before, and his life has only taken a turn for the better from that painting. It is estimated that no one will imitate his paintings, right?"

"I said, Comrade curator, I remember the authenticity of this thing as if it was in the hands of a Frenchman, what should you do?"

The two spoke very softly, just like doing underground work again!

Zhang Nan kicked the ball to Nong Bosheng-don't be anxious at this time: the two are more and more inclined that this is the authentic painting of the painter, but it is just a mystery.

If the head of the farmer turns his mind a few times in a rush, he really won't have anything to do with him.

Because this is "The Ball of the Moulin Rouge", the painter is Pierre-Auguste Renoir!

Renoir has four famous paintings: "Lunch on the Yacht", "Moulin Rouge Street Prom", "Lisa", "Mrs. Charles Pantier and Her Child", both Zhang Nan and Nong Bosheng know.

But Zhang Nan still has something that Nong Bosheng doesn't know: "Moulin Rouge Street Dance" will be auctioned at a sky-high price of $7.81 million in 199o!

If I remember correctly, it was the world's highest auction price for oil paintings at that time!

The two people here were talking in low voices, and the accountant Ying on the other side was chatted by Alyosha with a religious message, discussing the light on the faces of the characters at the door.

"No, you wait for me."

Nong Bosheng ignored Zhang Nan and turned to leave the warehouse.

Zhang Nan winked, Qiu Bo followed.

After a while, Nong Bosheng came back first, and Zhang Nan saw Qiu Bo who followed in behind and made a set of gestures, which seemed to mean "not making a call."

Nong Bosheng's expression was a little excited, but he was also a little confused~www.readwn.com~ He still had an old picture album in his hand.

Russian, do not understand.

"It's weird, come and see."

He said that he handed the opened album to Zhang Nan, with a colorful photo of "Moulin Rouge Ball" on it.

"I brought it back from Moscow. This photo was taken of the original French work."

Zhang Nan compared the two, and couldn't help but jump out: "What the **** is this?!"

The oil painting on the leftmost figure in the photo shows a woman sitting on a chair with half of her face in the distance, and a pair of dancers in a man's black suit and a woman's dark blue dress in the distance.

In this oil painting in the warehouse, the woman on the left is almost exposed, and to the left of the pair of dancers in Yuanjing, there is actually a pair of dancers.

Some poor imitators sometimes delete a few of the characters on the screen when imitating the original work with a large number of characters. But the painting in the warehouse is highly skilled and of the right age, and there are even more "two and a half" characters! (To be continued.)