Chapter 1064 Qi Baishi's Shrimp Sell for 200 Yuan?

"Of course no problem, please!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Sihai made a gesture of please, and then walked inside with Xia Yu, Liu Zhihe and others.

After turning a few turns along the corridor, Xia Yu found that this was another building, equivalent to the annex of the Huaxia Revolutionary History Museum. In addition to the guest house and restaurant, there was also a special exhibition hall for calligraphy and painting.

The calligraphy and painting exhibition hall is exactly where Xia Yu's goal is.

After walking into the hall, Xia Yu's eyes lit up at the scene in front of him.

I saw a lot of people standing in the huge exhibition hall. Except for a dozen foreigners, most of them were old people of a certain age, admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

Xia Yu glanced at it and conservatively estimated that there are at least hundreds of paintings and calligraphy hanging in this huge exhibition hall, some of which are only a few feet long and wide, and of course there are paintings that are five or six meters long. Is a boutique!

Xia Yu walked straight to the front of a painting, which was an ink painting. The painting was of a group of shrimps, cruising, with different postures, lifelike and full of charm. Emotional and poetic artistic conception.

Nice drawing of this shrimp!

Xia Yu looked at the words and red seal in the lower right corner again.

There are not many words, only two, but Xia Yu's eyes lit up.

Shiraishi!

There is a boxy red seal under the word, and there are not many lines in the word, but Xia Yu can still see it, the upper left corner is a stone word, and the lower right corner is a white word.

This is Qi Baishi's chapter!

Sure enough, Yan Sihai's introduction that sounded at this time confirmed Xia Yu's judgment.

"Mr. Xia, this painting is the painting of Mr. Qi Baishi. We have hundreds of paintings of Mr. Qi Baishi in our museum. Due to the size of the exhibition hall, only a dozen of them have been hung. The size of this painting is medium."

Hearing that the museum has collected hundreds of Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings, Xia Yu was a little surprised and asked curiously, "What is the price of this painting of Mr. Qi Baishi?"

Yan Sihai immediately said, "This painting is sold for two hundred yuan?"

Xia Yu stared slightly, thinking he had heard it wrong, looked at Yan Sihai, and asked again, "More than two hundred yuan?"

Yan Sihai thought that Xia Yu was too expensive, and he quickly explained: "Mr. Xia, Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings are indeed at this price, mainly because his old man has been dead for more than 20 years, and his paintings are sold for one less than one. , and his old man's reputation is relatively large, so the price is more expensive."

"It's like the paintings of Master Li Keran now. Because he continues to create, the price will be much cheaper. The fine products are 15 yuan a foot, and the early paintings can be bought for 8 yuan or 9 yuan."

"If you want to buy this painting, I can give you half the price!"

Hearing what Yan Sihai said, Liu Zhihe gave him a dissatisfied look, and added quickly: "Mr. Xia, if you like this painting, I can send it directly to you on behalf of the museum, and you can choose any painting here. Just take it away!"

When Yan Sihai heard Liu Zhihe say this, he glanced at the latter, and found that Liu Zhihe kept winking at him, he immediately changed his words and said, "Yes, Mr. Xia, you are our guest of honor, you can take any painting you want, I am now Let someone wrap it up for you"

Xia Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that Yan Sihai seemed to be planning to call someone, he waved his hand to stop him.

"Director Yan, Director Liu, you don't need to do this, you can't make a circle without rules, don't mention it as a gift, if I want it, I will buy it!"

"Let's go see the painting over there!"

After speaking, Xia Yu stepped forward, ignoring Qi Baishi's painting.

Liu Zhihe and Yan Sihai looked at each other, wondering whether Xia Yu liked this painting or not.

The two could only quickly follow in Xia Yu's footsteps.

Next, Xia Yu stopped in front of many pictures, and Yan Sihai would give an introduction. Xia Yu would inevitably ask the price, and Yan Sihai would answer truthfully.

After some understanding, Xia Yu looked at the calligraphy and paintings of the masters hanging all around him, and there was a kind of emotion in his heart that seemed to be gushing out, it was because he felt worthless and regretful for them.

These late or living masters in China are very famous, but their masterpieces are sold at the National Revolutionary History Museum at low prices.

According to Yan Sihai, in order to make a living, many artists took the initiative to sell their paintings here, because selling them to foreign guests can get a higher price, and they can also contribute to the country.

But what about the price?

Li Keran's paintings range from seven or eight yuan to fifteen yuan per foot.

Li Kuchan's paintings are more than ten yuan per foot.

Wu Zuoren's paintings cost six or seven yuan per chi.

Lin Fengmian's paintings cost three or four yuan per foot.

Zhang Daqian's paintings are also more than ten yuan per foot.

And what about the works of the late masters?

Qi Baishi's picture of shrimp, Xu Beihong's horse picture, Pan Tianshou's flower and bird picture, Wu Changshuo's calligraphy and painting, Huang Binhong's landscape painting... The price ranges from tens to hundreds of yuan. (This is the real thing. It was swept away by more than 200,000 people, and the future generations are worth tens of billions)

this era……

Hey, it's all caused by poverty!

Seeing Xia Yu standing still for a long time without speaking, Liu Zhihe was a little worried and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Xia, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Yu woke up, looking at the worried expressions of Liu Zhihe and Yan Sihai, he smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just thought of something."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yan Sihai, and asked in a puzzled way, "Director Yan, I have a question for you."

"Mr. Xia, please speak!" Yan Sihai said immediately.

"You just said that the income from selling calligraphy and paintings here is mainly used to improve the museum's funds and to entertain foreign guests. Are these calligraphy and paintings sold at such a price, is the income enough? Can you sell them?" Xia Yu asked.

Yan Sihai was a little embarrassed, looked at Liu Zhihe again, sighed and said: "Mr. Xia, to tell you the truth, the income from selling calligraphy and painting is definitely not enough. According to the above requirements, we have to receive foreign guests when the museum comes. The standard is three yuan per person, but how can three yuan be enough? The difference is settled from the income here, but the Chinese people have no money and can’t buy many paintings, and foreign guests do not understand our country’s culture. Calligraphy and painting are bought less.”

"Up to now, it's almost out of business. As a national museum, it's shameful for us to sell calligraphy and paintings here, but we are the hope of many artists, so it's difficult for us now."

Hearing Yan Sihai's words, Liu Zhihe gave Xia Yu a somewhat embarrassed look.

I saw Xia Yu's expression was a little complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Xia Yu let out a long sigh, glanced at the paintings and calligraphy around him, and said solemnly to Yan Sihai, "Canadian Yan, I want to buy calligraphy and paintings!"

Yan Sihai glanced at Liu Zhihe and found that the latter nodded in agreement with him. With a smile on his face, he asked, "Mr. Xia, which calligraphy and painting did you like?"

Xia Yu glanced around and spit out two words: "All."

"all?"

Yan Sihai was startled, blinked his eyes, and asked uncertainly, "Mr. Xia, do you mean that there are hundreds of paintings and calligraphy hanging here?"

Xia Yu shook his head, just when Yan Sihai was a little disappointed, what Xia Yu said completely shocked him.

"I mean all the calligraphy and paintings in your museum that are taken out for takeaway. I want all the ones that are hung here and those that haven't been hung!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Yan Sihai was shocked, but even Liu Zhihe was stunned by Xia Yu's actions.

It's not that Yan Sihai hasn't seen anyone who buys calligraphy and painting here, but it's the first time he's seen someone like Xia Yu who says everything he wants.

"Mr. Xia, it is conservatively estimated that there are tens of thousands of paintings we have saved. Are you sure you want them all?"

Xia Yu nodded slightly and said with a faint smile: "It's only tens of thousands of pictures, I want them all. If you can come up with more, I want them. Anyway, I want as many as I want!"

"I have a museum in Xiangjiang, which is enough to collect millions of cultural relics and works of art. It is still empty. I just bought some calligraphy and paintings to fill it up."

After Xia Yu was confirmed, Yan Sihai couldn't hide the surprise smile on his face. He quickly said: "Mr. Xia, don't worry, our museum cooperates with Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, Huaxia Art Association and other schools and institutions. The general works are If you can't get them here, they have a lot of works there, if you need them, I can get them all!"

PS: If you say I have one update, then I will have two updates, and the second update will be sent. It’s really painful. I’m going to bed first. Good night everyone!