Chapter Ninety-Five: The Green Jade Paperweight

When the old man heard Xie Bin say that this painting could be sold for seven or eight hundred thousand yuan or even higher, his heart blossomed happily. It's not necessarily that Mr. Zhao is short of money, but the old man has been eye-popping a lot of times, and this time he finally picked up a big leak, and he was very excited in his heart.

Come to think of it, the old man is a layman, and it is really not easy to survive until now. Xie Bin has seen the old man's products for sale here, there are few high-quality products, and the value is not high, thinking about the profit of a year, it must not be high. However, this one store is still enough for the old man and Guoguo to spend two people, and it is normal to get hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. In addition, the old man himself has a large amount of pension, and occasionally earns extra money, but he is not afraid of difficulties in life.

After the time came, the old man sent Guoguo to school, Xie Bin also returned to the hotel and took the gift he bought, the old man didn't say anything when he looked at it, and took it with a smile. He can see that Xie Bin is also a character who is not short of money. In other words, in these years, as long as you are not too rigid and have such a skill as Xie Bin, you will not be short of money.

Not long after sitting down, Song Zhenping came in from outside, saw Xie Bin and laughed: "Xiao Xie, it's amazing, you've become a great artist, haha." ”

Xie Bin sweated, "I can't take it seriously," he said and asked strangely, "Brother Song, how did you know about this?" ”

"The Internet," Song Zhenping said with a smile, "can't the older generation like me access the Internet?" You're a celebrity on the Internet right now. Xie Bin said a few polite words, thinking that although he was a little famous, he was really too far behind some Internet celebrities. This Song Zhenping is still able to speak as always, and this exaggerated tone does not seem to be saying it to him Xie Bin but Lin Zhiying. However, Xie Bin also knew that this guy had such a temper, so he didn't care.

It's just that Song Zhenping obviously came prepared, "Xiao Xie, how about asking for a painting?" He wasn't polite at all.

Xie Bin looked at Old Man Zhao and nodded with a smile, "Yes, I'm idle anyway, but I have to take care of the meal at noon, haha." ”

Song Zhenping slapped his face and smiled, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, I'll book a private room, well, Jinlin Hotel, hehe, that's the best hotel nearby, and the squirrel fish is a must." ”

Xie Bin nodded, "Oh, I knew that Brother Song was a treat for you at noon, so you shouldn't have breakfast." ”

"Hahahaha, you kid, as long as you write a few more words, I will invite you to dinner every day," he said, laying out the rice paper and taking out the pen and ink, "Come on, let's see Xiao Xie's painting skills, I really haven't seen anyone else paint, especially ink painting, hehe, Xiao Xie, I read on the Internet that you are proficient in ink painting, do you have any secrets?" ”

Xie Bin smiled, "Yes, I started practicing since I was a child, and after three or five years, it is considered a beginner, after five or six years, it is considered a little success, and after more than ten years, I will almost have a certain foundation, of course, this is for people with good understanding and talent." ”

Song Zhenping shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I guess this person is the 'rotten wood that cannot be carved' in the mouths of the masters, so let's watch you draw it." Xie Bin smiled slightly, pondering while grinding ink, but thinking about how to write. After thinking about it, I thought of a painting that Mr. Zhang Daqian auctioned in the summer, which was a goshawk, and the auction price was as high as 70 million, which was already a record. However, the level of the painting is really there, and the painting skill and intention are not to be said, and the size of the painting is quite large, so it is not unusual to be able to auction it at that price. And Xie Bin thought that Song Zhenping's temper was as stinky and hard as an eagle, and he had a bit of arrogance and self-appreciation, just look at him and know that he is very self-oriented, and it is quite suitable for him to draw a goshawk.

Thinking of this, Xie Bin picked up the pen and painted. Although Xie Bin is best at landscape painting, but the flowers, birds, fish and insects are not bad, the last time Xie Bin painted the two magpies in the "Hanmei Qingxi", they are very good, smart and lively, and their kind of excited expression is depicted vividly and there is enough imagination.

Soon, a painting "Eagle Strikes the Sky" was displayed under Xie Bin's pen. Zhang Daqian's painting is still standing, while Xie Bin's painting is hovering in the sky. In order to highlight the eagle's momentum, Xie Bin made the background of the rolling mountains and dense woods, as well as the rushing waterfall, and at the edge of the forest, there was a deer that panicked and fled in a hurry. And these are just to set off the goshawk hovering in the sky, to focus on the goshawk's courage to look down on the world and overlook all beings.

Obviously, Song Zhenping liked it very much, and when Xie Bin's inscription was printed, he applauded and said with a smile: "It's really insightful, amazing!" Xie Bin smiled, "If you like it, I don't have any other skills, just like this, I can take a hand of calligraphy and painting!" Old Man Zhao said with a smile: "This calligraphy and painting skill is enough to compare most people." ”

Xie Bin smiled: "Old Zhao, what kind of painting do you want?" ”

Old Man Zhao smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, I can't afford to invite you to dinner, ahaha, last time you wrote a word for me, someone bid 50,000 yuan to buy it, this painting must be more valuable, how can I be embarrassed to ask for it in vain." ”

Song Zhenping on the side was unhappy, "Hey, Lao Zhao, you're squeezing me, are you saying that my old Song Bai took advantage of Xiao Xie?" ”

Old Man Zhao laughed and shook his head, "I didn't say that, you said it yourself." ”

Song Zhenping snorted twice, "Xiao Xie's calligraphy and painting prices have risen again now, at least it can be worth 180,000 yuan, the better ones can be higher, and it is easy to sell hundreds of thousands," After speaking, he said to Xie Bin: "Xiao Xie, you wait, I will take you a treasure, which is my honorarium." ”

Xie Bin hurriedly waved his hand, "Old Song, don't, don't sneer at me." ”

Song Zhenping didn't listen, glanced at Old Man Zhao, and hurriedly went out.

Old Man Zhao didn't care, and said with a smile: "Old Song, this iron rooster is still a bit good, it's good to let him have some blood, haha, but I don't have anything good for you." ”

Xie Bin shrugged, "It's okay, you can invite me to breakfast tomorrow." As he spoke, he put on new rice paper and drew a "Tea Tasting Picture" for Mr. Zhao. This picture is said to be "tasting tea", but in fact, the focus is not on the tea, but on the body of the tea taster. There are only two people in the picture, one old and one young, and it can be seen at a glance that they are Old Man Zhao and Guoguo. And the focus of this painting is on Guoguo and the teapot on Guoguo's back. This fruit tea is not an ordinary brewing method, but a kind of performance in making kung fu tea. Of course, Xie Bin didn't know if Guoguo would really be like this, but this expression and movements were particularly cute, especially Guoguo's seemingly similar but childish movements, and the tea flowing out of the long spout, which had a bit of a flowing taste. Coupled with the old man sitting on the side, the pu fan in his hand, and a few small cups on the small table, the whole painting is full of poetry and picturesqueness, as well as the indifference and leisurely like the breeze and white clouds.

When the old man saw it, he didn't know where to put his hands, he smiled like a child, and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you......"

Lao Song also came in a long time ago, and when he saw this painting, he also nodded, "Xiao Xie, the materials of your paintings and words are very exquisite, no matter how high or low the idea is, the breath of life is very strong, no wonder some people have such a high evaluation of you, it is indeed very clever, much stronger than the so-called things painted by some people." ”

Xie Bin smiled politely, also left a seal, and said with a smile: "Na, Zhao Lao, you can keep this painting well, maybe in a few years, the price will be doubled." Old Man Zhao smiled and said, "I won't make a move on this painting, I want to keep it for Guoguo as a dowry, haha," said and asked pretending to be surprised: "Hey, Old Song, what treasure are you taking?" Xie Bin laughed secretly, this old man Zhao is also insidious enough, he actually squeezed Song Zhenping like this, and he had nothing to say. Song Zhenping took out a box a little stupidly, and then said to Xie Bin with his eyebrows fluttering: "Come, Xiao Xie, how about seeing this thing?" ”

Xie Bin took it and looked at it, but there was a pair of paperweights in the box, and it was carved from Hetian jade, but this jade was just an ordinary green jade, and it was okay to see the carving skills. And this jade has very few impurities, and it is relatively rare, and it can be sold for thirty or forty thousand.

Xie Bin was a little polite, and accepted it. It's not that Xie Bin covets Song Zhenping's reward, but the interaction between people is like this, you come and go, and slowly there is friendship. Besides, if you really refuse to do it, he will feel that you have lost his face. If Old Man Zhao sent him, he would definitely resolutely refuse.

At noon, Song Zhenping invited Xie Bin and Mr. Zhao to Jinlin Hotel for a meal as promised, and the taste there was indeed unique, which made Xie Bin have a great appetite.

In the afternoon of the next day, Xie Bin returned to the island city. When I first arrived at the villa area, I saw Zou Xintong in the yard.

Zou Xintong saw Xie Bin and said with a smile: "Xie Bin, you are really a big celebrity, go online and have a look?" ”

Xie Bin was stunned, isn't it just an introduction to Baidu Encyclopedia characters? How did you become a big celebrity? "What? My painting sold for a sky-high price? Or did some celebrity praise me by name? Zou Xintong laughed, "Yes, but this is not the root cause, you can just search for your name on the Internet," said and left with a snicker. Xie Bin blinked, feeling a little strange, when he was in the early Nandu, Lao Song's performance was very strange, I thought it was just that he was exaggerating. But looking at Zou Xintong's expression now, it's a little different, is he really famous?

However, Xie Bin was not in a hurry, he arranged his pockets first, and then put all the gains of his trip in the basement, and then went to the study. It's just that the first thing that surprised him after turning on the computer was his ball message, which was hundreds of pieces one by one. Fortunately, his computer configuration was sufficient, and the system did not crash on the spot. Click on it to take a look, but it's all inexplicable information, and occasionally there are one or two orders.

Seeing so much news, Xie Bin finally realized that he might really be famous, but he has only been famous for a few days, what can he be famous? Could it be that Li Jingjing or Li Guohui helped him hype?

Xie Bin thought about it and felt impossible, Li Jingjing was not that kind of person, it was possible to help, if it was deliberately hyped, Li Jingjing would not be able to do this.

Could it be Li Guohui? Thinking about it, only Li Guohui will deliberately help him hype. In recent years, those hype teams are professional, and even the prices are clearly marked, what price and what grade of service. And some people are indeed popular through hype, and of course there are people who are thrown into the stinky gutter. Xie Bin hurriedly opened the webpage, thinking that the future father-in-law was too domineering, and he didn't say hello in advance, which made him not even mentally prepared. But when Xie Bin searched for his name, he was still a little surprised when he looked at the entries on the screen, and then looked at the content carefully, which almost made Xie Bin spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

(To be continued)