"Of course, please!"

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

After turning a few corners along the corridor, Xia Yu found that this was another building, equivalent to the annex building of the Museum of the History of the Chinese Revolution, with a special calligraphy and painting exhibition hall in addition to a guest house and a restaurant.

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

After walking into the exhibition hall, the scene in front of him made Xia Yu's eyes light up.

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 hanging on the walls.

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

Xia Yu walked straight to a painting, which was an ink painting, painting a group of shrimp, a group of shrimp swimming, different postures, lifelike, full of charm, painting the shrimp calmly swimming and lively 'fun in it' The mood and the artistic conception of the poem.

This shrimp is well drawn!

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

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

White Rock!

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

This is Qi Baishi's chapter!

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

"Mr. Xia, this painting is the painting of Mr. Qi Baishi, we have hundreds of paintings by Mr. Qi Baishi in our museum, because of the area of the exhibition hall, there are only a dozen paintings hung out, and the size of this one is medium. ”

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

Yan Sihai immediately said: "This painting costs two hundred yuan for takeaways?"

Xia Yu's eyes widened slightly, thinking that 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 hurriedly explained: "Mr. Xia, Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings are indeed at this price, mainly because his old man has passed away for more than 20 years, and his paintings are sold for one less piece, and his old man's reputation is relatively large, so the price is more expensive." ”

"For example, the paintings of Master Li Keran now, because he continues to create, the price will be much cheaper, the fine is 15 yuan a foot, and the early paintings can be bought for 8 or 9 yuan. ”

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

Hearing Yan Sihai say this, Liu Zhihe glanced at him dissatisfied, and hurriedly added: "Mr. Xia, if you like this painting, I can give it to you directly on behalf of the museum, and you can take it away directly if you see any painting here!"

Yan Sihai heard Liu Zhihe say this, glanced at the latter, and found that Liu Zhihe kept giving him a look, so he immediately changed his words and said: "That's right, Mr. Xia, you are our guest of honor, you can take any painting you need, I will let someone wrap it up for you now."

Xia Yu was a little crying and laughing, and seeing that Yan Sihai seemed to be planning to call someone, he hurriedly waved his hand to stop him.

"Director Yan, Director Liu, there is no need for this, there are no rules, don't mention it, if I want it, I will buy it!"

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

After speaking, Xia Yu walked forward and ignored Qi Baishi's painting.

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

The two could only hurry up to follow Xia Yu's footsteps.

Next, Xia Yu stopped in front of many pictures, Yan Sihai would make 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, and there was an emotion in his heart that seemed to erupt, which was to feel worthless and sorry for them.

These masters, who are both late and still alive, are very famous, but their masterpieces are sold at low prices at the National Museum of the History of the Revolution.

According to Yan Sihai, in order to make a living, many artists take the initiative to sell their paintings here, because they can be sold to foreign guests at 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 a foot.

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

Wu Zuoren's painting is six or seven yuan a foot.

Lin Fengmian's painting is three or four yuan and one 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 shrimp painting, Xu Beihong's horse painting, Pan Tianshou's flower and bird painting, Wu Changshuo's calligraphy and painting, Huang Binhong's landscape painting...... Prices range from a few tens to a few hundred. (This is a true thing, some of it was swept away by more than 200,000 people, and it is worth tens of billions in later generations)

This era......

Hey, it's all caused by poverty!

Seeing Xia Yu stop in place and be silent for a long time, 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 Liu Zhihe and Yan Sihai's worried expressions, he showed a smile, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I thought of something." ”

After speaking, he looked at Yan Sihai and asked with some puzzlement: "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, is the income enough for these calligraphy and paintings to be sold at such a price? Can you sell them?" Xia Yu asked.

Yan Sihai was a little embarrassed, looked at Liu Zhihe again, sighed and said: "Mr. Xia, I won't tell you, the income from selling calligraphy and paintings is definitely not enough, according to the above requirements, we have to receive foreign guests from the museum, and the standard of reception is three yuan per person, but how can three yuan be enough, the difference is solved from the income here, but the Chinese people don't have much money, and they can't buy many paintings, and the foreign guests don't understand the culture of our country, so they buy less calligraphy and paintings for us here." ”

"Up to now, we are almost out of business, and it is a shame for us as a national museum to sell calligraphy and paintings here, but we are the hope of many artists, so it is difficult for us to do it now. ”

Hearing Yan Sihai's words, Liu Zhihe glanced at Xia Yu with some embarrassment.

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

After a while, Xia Yu took a long breath, glanced at the calligraphy and paintings around him, and then said to Yan Sihai with a solemn expression: "Director Yan, I want to buy calligraphy and paintings!"

Yan Sihai glanced at Liu Zhihe and found that the latter nodded in agreement with him, he looked happy and asked, "Mr. Xia, what calligraphy and paintings do you have a crush on?"

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

"All?"

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

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

"I mean all the calligraphy and paintings in your museum that are taken out, those that are hung here, and those that are not hung, I want them all!"

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

Yan Sihai has not seen anyone who buys calligraphy and paintings here in a big way, but it is the first time he has seen someone like Xia Yu who said that he wanted everything lightly.

"Mr. Xia, conservatively estimated, we have tens of thousands of paintings in stock, are you sure you want them?"

Xia Yu bowed slightly, and said with a light smile: "It's just tens of thousands, I want it, if you can take out more, I want more, anyway, I want as many as I want!"

"I have a museum in Xiangjiang that has enough to store millions of cultural relics and works of art, and it's still empty, so I just bought some calligraphy and paintings to fill it. ”

After Xia Yu confirmed, Yan Sihai's surprised smile on his face couldn't be concealed at all, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Xia, don't worry, our museum is in cooperation with schools and institutions such as Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, Huaxia Art Association, etc., ordinary works can't be brought into us, they still have a lot of works there, if you need them, I can take them all!"

PS: Say I'll be one more, then I'll be two more, the second one will be sent, it really hurts, I'll go to bed first, good night everyone!