After returning from Rongcheng, Meng Zitao entered the preparations for the opening of the museum, and was busy until the day before the opening of the museum, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Even he was a little exhausted, let alone the others.

Fortunately, the old curator of Qian Songyuan is helping, otherwise Meng Zitao will be anxious.

Meng Zitao came to the museum early, ready to welcome guests from all over the world. This time, when he learned that Meng Zitao's museum was open, many of his friends came, and some of them were really incompetent, and they also sent people to send gifts.

In addition, not to mention the peers in the collection industry, some old-timers, experts, well-known collectors, etc., all rushed to congratulate, not to mention Zheng Anzhi's face, with Meng Zitao's current status in the industry, many peers also came to visit.

"Aze, Brother Zhang, you guys are here, sit inside. ”

Before eight o'clock in the morning, Meng Zitao wore a suit and leather shoes today, and stood at the door with Qian Songyuan, the deputy curator, to greet the guests.

Shu Ze and Zhang Jingqiang also came early, and the two smiled and congratulated Meng Zitao, Shu Ze handed him and Zhang Jingqiang's congratulatory gifts to Meng Zitao, and then said, "Do you want me to help?"

Meng Zitao smiled and waved his hand: "No need, you go and accompany the master." ”

"Ah, my uncle came here so early. Shu Ze was a little surprised.

"I brought him and Xu Lao here, and they are drinking tea in the reception room now. Meng Zitao said.

"Then I'll go and say hello first. ”

Shu Ze and Zhang Jingqiang walked into the door, and immediately a staff member greeted them. This time, Meng Zitao also spent a lot of effort on the software setting of the museum, security, greeters, commentators, etc., he all required the highest hiring and training, and the cost would not be less, if it weren't for his wealth, ordinary people really couldn't afford to pay their salaries.

After greeting a few guests, Wang Zhixuan and his son-in-law and some old-timers from the antique industry in Lingshi came, and everyone greeted each other for a while and sent congratulatory gifts.

Ma Xingwei looked at the façade of the museum and said with a smile: "Zitao, your museum is really magnificent, when it officially opens, how much is a ticket?"

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "Adults buy with ID cards, fifty per person, children below primary school are free, primary school students and above, ten yuan per person with a student ID card, foreign guests are more expensive, one hundred per person, which is also in line with international standards." ”

Ma Xingwei and the others were a little surprised: "Your price is good enough!"

Generally speaking, only children under 1.2 meters are free, and students are half price, and the price set by Meng Zitao is indeed very cheap.

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "I opened the museum mainly to promote our national culture, not to make money, if it is not for a lot of expenses every year, it doesn't matter if the ticket is free." ”

Mei Zhiming, who was standing next to him, praised when he heard this: "If there are a few more aspiring young people like Director Meng, why don't we carry forward the culture of our country?"

"Mei Lao, you have won the award, and I am just doing what I can. Meng Zitao arched his hand.

After chatting a few words, everyone learned that Zheng Anzhi was resting in the reception room, so they went to meet him.

Next, the guests from all parties arrived one after another, and Meng Zitao said that his mouth was a little dry, and there were guests who arrived later, and some peers who did not receive invitations, and also invited three or five friends to come over to cheer. The person who came was a guest, and it was impossible for Mencius to refuse people and invite them in politely.

If another person's museum opens, it is estimated that these peers who have not received invitations will definitely not be able to come, but Meng Zitao's identity is different, and today's visitors are heavyweights, which has become a grand event in the antique world.

The antique industry is very particular about connections, but before some elements, I can show my face in front of my peers and predecessors, why not?

It wasn't until the ribbon-cutting ceremony was about to start that Meng Zitao was busy with the reception work, and he was sweating all the time.

Meng Zitao informed the guests that the ribbon-cutting ceremony was about to begin, and then everyone came to the door and stood in their respective positions under the arrangement of the staff.

In the sound of the band, the hostesses were ready, and Meng Zitao took the master and several other old-timers, as well as the officials sent by the city, to the center of the door.

Meng Zitao picked up the microphone: "Friends, guests, gentlemen, ladies, first of all, thank you for coming to the opening ceremony of the museum in your busy schedule, here, I would like to introduce to you this time to participate in the ......."

As is customary, Meng Zitao introduced the returning guest standing in the middle, and then handed the microphone to the master. Zheng Anzhi just said a few words of blessing and encouragement, and the ribbon-cutting ceremony officially began.

With the sound of the band playing and firecrackers, the scissors in the hands of several people fell together, the big red flowers fell into the tray, and thunderous applause erupted all around.

Immediately, Meng Zitao walked to the door plaque, gently pulled the string next to it, and the silk cloth on the door plaque suddenly fell, and the five vigorous and powerful characters of "Changhua Museum" fell into everyone's eyes.

"This should be Curator Meng's words, right?"

"Can't be wrong, now only Curator Meng can write such a flavorful word, the words are cautious and calm, and the momentum is like a rainbow, and the gesture is smart, which is breathtaking!"

The people around looked at the words on the plaque and praised each other.

In fact, at first, Meng Zitao planned to ask Zheng Anzhi to help him write, but Zheng Anzhi did not agree, saying that since it was his museum, he had the ability to write the door plaque by himself.

According to the next process, Meng Zitao invited everyone to the hotel for dinner, and some were more anxious to enjoy the museum's exhibits before eating, but they were persuaded to stop.

After the discovery of the treasure on the isolated island last time, in view of the contribution made by Meng Zitao, the department agreed to Meng Zitao's application, and allocated a lot of precious cultural relics to his museum, plus his own collection, the museum has a large number of collections, unless you look at the flowers, you will definitely not be able to see it for a while.

Meng Zitao: It doesn't matter if they are so young, but there are some old people such as Zheng Anzhi at the scene, so they can't be hungry for a long time, right?

After persuasion, everyone agreed to go to the meal first, but because they were in a hurry to enjoy the collection, the meal time was greatly shortened.

When the group returned to the museum, the first thing that caught their eyes was the cup that Meng Zitao had missed in the treasure appreciation competition.

This cup did not hold water, it looked a little ordinary, Meng Zitao asked the staff to bring water, slowly poured into the cup, the eyes of the people around the boss widened, wanting to see the true face of the god cup.

"It's out, Luanfeng is out!"

"These Luan Feng are inevitably too realistic, it's a miracle!"

"To be honest, when I saw the Luanfeng at the bottom of the cup, I thought it was a special effect, but I never believed it was true, but now I know that it is worthy of its name!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? How can such a treasure be deceived and spread out, and the relevant personnel must not be scolded to death?"

A group of people were discussing, and when Meng Zitao saw so many people here, he took his master and Xu Youhao and other old-timers to other halls to observe.

Due to the support of the department, all the halls are now full of exhibits, and Meng Zitao will introduce them to you one by one, but everyone is still concerned about Meng Zitao's collection.

Xu Youhao proposed to go to the calligraphy and painting area to appreciate first, everyone happily went together, a group of people came to the calligraphy and painting area, the first thing that caught their eyes was a "Burrow Inscription" written by Meng Zitao in cursive, everyone was amazed by the current level of calligraphy of Meng Zitao, and praised again and again.

"Hey, this painting ......" Xu Youhao walked to a painting and immediately stopped.

I saw that the upper part of the painting is surrounded by mountains and mountains, and the waterfall is lonely. The mountain road in the middle is tortuous, the stream is murmuring, and the temple looms among the pine shade trees.

At the bottom of the picture, there are two areas of the house, on the right side of the house, the master is sitting on the couch with a feather fan, the boy is holding a plate to serve the left and right, and a boy outside the house is playing with cranes, the trees and grass in front of the court are dense, the mountain stream flows, and the small bridge on the stream connects the two houses. There is a woman working in the room on the left, and the water dogs in the courtyard are lying quietly, creating a quiet and quiet atmosphere.

In addition, in the lower left corner of the painting, there is a seal "Longmian Jushi", which is the famous Northern Song Dynasty painter Li Gonglin.

As mentioned above, Li Gonglin was the first person in Song painting at that time, including figures, interpretations, pommel horses, landscapes, flowers and birds. And very few of his works survive, let alone this huge landscape painting, it is normal to attract everyone's attention. 2k reading web