Chapter 75: Performing Arts (2)

Compared with summer vacations or weekends, the number of tourists in the Songyuan Antique Trading Center today is not large, and sparse crowds are coming one after another.

Compared with ordinary parks, this kind of large antique trading center similar to an ancient bazaar is undoubtedly more attractive, especially for the elderly, who like to come and take a stroll if they have nothing to do, and it is also good to buy some small things they like.

Some old men came to wander around with birdcages, probably living not far away, the sky was almost dark, the red sunset was still all over the sky, there was a wind blowing, taking away the dull air, it was still a little hot, and it was much cooler than in the afternoon.

Now that there are customers, business people are gradually emerging, Li Junhao's stall on the left is still empty, and an old man in a blue coat comes on the right, holding an erhu in his hand, and a porcelain bowl, which is estimated to be used to make tourists throw money.

Originally, this was an open space, used to park bicycles, motorcycles, etc., and later a parking lot was reopened next to it, and this side was vacant, and the management office used white lines to divide a grid and walkway, which was used for rental, as long as it was related to the old folk art, whatever you wanted.

The old man, who seemed to be here to pull the erhu to perform his art, was staring at the things that Li Junhao put on the table with blazing eyes at the moment, and asked, "Young man, what are you selling?"

Writing or drawing? I don't have a signboard, so I sit and wait for a while, but no one comes, and I have to show my hands a few times before I can attract people.

It's not in a hurry, it's not too late to wait until seven o'clock, it's too hot today, and many people don't plan to come out to do business......"

The reason why he used the word "blazing eyes" was because the next second he saw a young man dressed as a tourist approaching, and immediately rolled his eyes up, making the appearance of a blind man who couldn't see anything.

Raising Erlang's legs and pulling up the erhu, the desolate voice was matched with a miserable expression, and the atmosphere was instantly created, and the group of young people stood in place and watched, probably thinking that he was pulling well, so someone took the lead and threw five yuan, and the remaining two also threw five and ten yuan respectively.

The old man only pretended not to know, and continued to pull with a blank face, and did not stop until they were far away, and his eyes were instantly normal.

Seeing Li Junhao looking at him strangely, the old man smiled and said: "The person who pulls the erhu, the blind person who pulls the erhu, is only one word missing, and the income is at least doubled."

Today is considered to be open, and the 100 yuan fee for renting a stall for a few more people will come back, what do you call the young man? My surname is Qian, seeing that you are not very old, you can call me uncle, do you plan to do it for a long time or do you want to earn some money and leave?

It's a pity that you didn't come during the summer vacation, the first two months earned a lot, but recently it didn't work, and business won't get better until the fall, when it's not too hot, and there are more people willing to go out. ”

It seems that he is also a very talkative old man, Li Junhao replied to him and said: "I sell them all, writing or painting landscapes, flowers and birds, and gongbi figures, and I am about to paint a painting and put it here to solicit business, and I forgot to buy a paperweight, and the wind is a little strong."

Uncle Qian, you have rented for a year? I remember that paying a one-time payment for a year is only 100 yuan a day's rent, so I rented it today, and I plan to see how the business goes. ”

Since ancient times, these craftsmen have liked to use a little side door to solicit business for themselves, Li Junhao didn't think there was anything wrong with the old man pretending to be blind and taking advantage of other people's sympathy, the money was in the pocket of the listener, and no one forced the other party to give it, these little tricks that were not a big deal were nothing, just listen to it satisfactorily.

The old artist, surnamed Qian, nodded and continued: "Yes, I rented it for a year.

has been pulling erhu here for more than ten years, and there is no other way to make a living, so I can only rely on this craft to eat.

In the past, when someone encountered a white thing, they would invite the opera troupe to sing on stage, so I followed the troupe to eat, and then this opera troupe was yellow, and no one invited us anymore, and someone went to the countryside to continue to do that business, and I stayed here and didn't leave.

When I first came, I only bought 180,000 yuan, and I didn't buy it if I didn't have any money, and now I have a rent of 300,000 yuan a year, and I don't have any vision, so I deserve to be so old and play erhu to people, but I like this thing, but I don't think there's anything. ”

The tone of his voice was annoyed, and he saw a large sum of money passing by him, which was really uncomfortable, but it was hard to buy a thousand dollars, and he just felt a pity.

Li Junhao looked at the shop that sold strange stones, and said with a smile on his face: "That's the reason, you won't get tired if you like to work for as long as you like, are you local?"

"Well, local, my home is more than 20 kilometers away, and I take the subway every day. There is no one yet, Old Man Qian doesn't mind chatting with Li Junhao a few more words, and continues to tell: "More than ten years ago, I said that it would be demolished soon, but there is no news until now, I think it should be sooner or later."

It's useless for me to ask for money when I'm old, if I can divide the house and money, my son and daughter will have a better life in the future, my son drives a taxi, and my daughter marries a fruit seller, and life is okay. ”

For more than a decade, housing has been one of the must-talk topics in Dongcheng, especially in recent years, when housing prices have skyrocketed, and this situation is even more serious.

Old man Qian is no exception, when he heard Li Junhao ask if he was a local, he naturally thought of the house, some of the Dongcheng locals who were expropriated made a lot of money, and the other part was still the same, waiting for development.

may be afraid of hurting Li Junhao's heart, so he came out to set up a stall at a young age, in the eyes of the old man Qian, he should be the kind of ordinary person who has neither education nor money, so he comforted and said:

"Work hard, it's not difficult to make money here, there is a guy who specializes in writing flowers and birds, he can earn at least 15,000 a month, and now the cars are driving, buy more than 100,000 yuan." ”

Li Junhao has seen many more people in the world than the old man in front of him, so he naturally discovered the comfort in his words, and replied to him a little: "Yes, make more money while you are young, it's really not good to have no money in this society." ”

Thinking that he could talk to the young man in front of him, the old man took out a smart phone from his pocket and said, "Come and add a friend, I'll pull you into the group."

If there is news, we will say in the group, Saturday and Sunday are occasionally full of stalls, ask before coming, save a trip in vain, the group is full of old guys who are about the same age as me, a little bit old and good.

I find that the older I get, the more I need to interact with young people, and the younger my mentality becomes......"

Li Junhao registered WeChat, but there are no friends, after taking out his mobile phone, he saw a red prompt written "1" on it, and he didn't know what it meant, he looked at the old man after opening it, and then asked: "How to add?"

Seeing his message column with only one official message, the old man surnamed Qian was a little speechless, thinking about who the young man was, helping to open the QR code, and adding him after scanning it.

Li Junhao looked down and found that there were two unread messages in the "New Friends" column, and he clicked to see that in addition to the old man, there was also Boss Song Qian in Yangdong who also added himself, remarked his name, and also showed that it was added from the address book.

After clicking to confirm, he looked up and said to Old Man Qian, "Okay...... Right?"

“…… Well, you change the note. Old man Qian saw his WeChat appearance, and replied depressedly: "You wait, I'll pull you into the group later."

It's getting more and more people, so you write something first, or start drawing, don't finish it all at once, and then start writing when you see someone walking this way.

Others look at it for a while, and if they are interested, maybe they will buy it. ”

Li Junhao understood this truth, stuffed his mobile phone into his jeans pocket, and found that the old man Qian went to continue to pull the erhu to solicit guests, and ran to buy the paperweight first.

When he came back with four cheap small stone carvings, there were more people in the stall next to him, and when he saw the sketches and portraits he placed on the shelves, Li Junhao looked at them with interest and felt that the paintings were like real people.

I already understand that this style of painting is called sketching, which is drawn with charcoal, but Li Junhao does not think they are beautiful, he is used to brush painting, and his aesthetics cannot be changed in a short time, but he likes oil painting, and when he first saw oil painting photos in the art extracurricular books of junior high school students, he stared at them for a long time.

Unlike Old Man Qian, the bearded, braided middle-aged artist had no intention of talking to Li Junhao, and put a sign in front of the stall with the words "100 yuan for head sketching, 30 minutes, 40 yuan for sketching, 10 minutes", and did not solicit business, but was busy sharpening pencils with his head down.

After reading it, Li Junhao thought that he would have twenty scrolls, and with the pigments at a high price, it should not be too high compared to his price.

So he laid out the paper, poured the colored paint into a small dish of one dollar, poured some water into the inkstone of three hundred yuan, and took sixty ink ingots and grinded it finely.

During the period, he looked sideways at the small bowl in front of the old man Qian, there were two more five-yuan coins and some coins in it, and he couldn't help but start calculating how many paintings and how many words he had to draw to earn the balance of the rent, and after coming to the conclusion of at least 1,500 pieces, Li Junhao was desperate in his heart, and planned to find some more part-time jobs......

After grinding the ink, Li Junhao moistened the brush and dipped some ink, if you count the time of sleep, it has not been written for more than 600 years, but the feeling when you pick up the pen is still very familiar, and you will never forget it when you were a child.

Old man Qian was busy playing the erhu, his eyes were looking at his head, and he was not distracted to watch him write, while the painter next to him, who had not opened at the moment, looked over while sharpening his pencil.

Whether it is the East or the West, art is art, but the form of expression is different, he can't write calligraphy, but he knows a little bit.

Seeing Li Junhao's expression easily writing the first word "today", you can see that there are two brushes, the first word has just been written, and he began to write the second word non-stop, and after a while, two lines of words appeared on the paper:

"Today's opening is auspicious, ten yuan per word.

100 yuan for characters, 12 for each landscape flower bird, small business, thank you for the price. ”

When I saw a word of ten yuan, the middle-aged painter suddenly wanted to laugh, thinking that most of the business was not good, and he didn't say anything, looking at this word is still very good, thinking that it is also a bit of ability, but it is not worth ten yuan.

Li Junhao didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't bother to care, so he didn't have any distractions and left a blank space next to him, ready to take some real skills and draw them out to attract business......