Jin Yuyin said that she was a woman, and she was only less than twenty-seven years old.

The collector still didn't believe it, saying that the ink part of the painting was extremely magnificent and masculine, and only the details of the brush could occasionally show the feminine softness, but the latter was also possible by many old male artists.

Gu Yingqing has been learning painting with Gu Zhongmin since she was a child, and although she has gradually found her own style and brush and ink language over the years, she has inherited some of her grandfather's painting style to a certain extent.

Gu Zhongmin's best thing is landscape ink, and among his paintings, it is also the landscape painting with the highest market value.

It's just that Gu Zhongmin doesn't like to fry paintings very much, and he won't offer sky-high prices, once others have signs of frying paintings, he will give them away.

Ask is not to fry, draw a lot, as long as you can chat, like me to send it to you directly.

That is, during the period when he needed money to open a nursing home, he slaughtered several collectors who he didn't like very much.

Gu Yingqing suppressed the hint of excitement, and pretended to be calm and said, "This collector has a very keen eye, and he shouldn't be a half-jar bastard who specializes in inverting paintings to make money."

Jin Yuyin called Gu Yingqing directly, patted his thigh and said excitedly: "I forgot to tell you, this person is a famous collector, Chinese-American, most of the works collected are ancient and modern Chinese and foreign works, he prefers the landscapes of the Ming Dynasty, and there are a lot of real works of everyone in his hands. Contemporary Chinese painters all accept Fan Zeng and Cui Ruzhuo's level! By the way, he also has three of your grandfather's landscapes, and there was a beauty exhibition at the beginning, and he also took them out for exhibition, but I didn't say that your grandfather was Gu Zhongmin."

Gu Yingqing was just a little unhappy, but the more Jin Yuyin said, the more stunned she became, and gradually a feeling of unreality emerged.

At that time, she swiped the news of art auctions posted by some bloggers in the art circle, and Zhang Daqian's paintings seemed to be close to 20 million falling hammers.

Among these people mentioned by Jin Yuyin, there are paintings that have been sold for hundreds of millions of dollars.

She had just entered the house and stopped in the hallway, "This kind of person can look at my paintings? It's not like you're colluding with someone to play this game of 'this is my friend's drawing, let's praise her and make her happy?'

Jin Yuyin said, "Then you overestimate me, I can't even see people, this is all relayed to me by the art consultant, before I entered this museum, the collector cooperated with our museum."

Man's mind is blank when he is shocked by great sadness and joy.

Gu Yingqing didn't answer.

Jin Yuyin added, "Of course, maybe it's my credit, after all, I asked that advisor to take him to see your paintings. However, some collectors would like to discover some talented new painters, but the consultant said that he had also paid attention to some young painters in advance, but the collector's reaction after seeing them was average...... Except for you! The consultant contacted me just to ask me if you would sell the painting or not, and how much it would cost!"

Except for you.

These three words are the embodiment of obsession and desire in people's hearts.

No one is so good, no one is so special, no one is so blue-eyed like this.

Gu Yingqing felt an unknown surging in his heart, and he was afraid that he would be carried away.

Maybe others casually praised a few words in front of their acquaintances, and maybe it was Jin Yuyin who added oil and vinegar, and the emotions were rendered in place.

She struggled for a long time before she said, "Is it okay to sell it if you give money?"

"What?!" Jin Yuyin couldn't believe it, "Other painters are trying to raise their value, what's the matter with you? Don't be presumptuous."

Gu Yingqing remembered the picture of mountains, rivers, birds and beasts that he had taken to the charity art exhibition before, and he didn't even take a name seriously, thinking that it was for charity, so he only opened a price of 10,000 yuan.

She painted on and off for half a year, but in fact, the energy and material resources invested were not only that price.

This painting of the 24 solar terms was made by Cao Bin on demand after Cao Bin sent the exhibition information and theme, and it didn't take too long, in fact, it can only be regarded as decent.

People's praise has put her to a certain height, and the price is too low, which may make others doubt her vision and the value of the painting

False.

"Or 50,000?"

"Yes, the price is realistic, full of humility as a newcomer," Jin Yuyin said, "or I ask the consultant to ask for his contact information, and you can just say it?" Maybe we can have a meal together or something......

Gu Yingqing didn't think about it, and immediately refused: "No, you can help me convey it."

"Yes, yes!" Jin Yuyin was very happy, "I'll be your exclusive art agent immediately!"

Gu Yingqing put down the phone and said in his heart that he was not modest.

Most of the domestic artworks are circulated internally, and an industrial chain has been formed, and the methods of the rich are too evil, and there are countless art investments and money laundering through this, and the paintings of famous artists and some so-called "professionals" have become the "hard currency" among the rich.

When she was looking at an exhibition before, she happened to hear a foreign collector who wanted to buy a painting and asked how much it would cost, and the staff said that it was 4 million.

The man was shocked and asked if the painter had any works in the national museum?

Answer: None.

People are puzzled: Then why did you sell four million?

In the eyes of others, this painting is obviously a high price.

The staff turned out to be an expression that you like to buy it or not, and if you don't buy it, someone will buy it.

Gu Yingqing just felt that as a newcomer, he might have more talent than the next, and there was a distance between him and the genius, and his experience was not as good as that of the old artist, so it was better to consciously recognize his status.

She searched the Internet for the collector that Jin Yuyin said.

He is a businessman and also in the antiques business, and the media have interviewed him at his home, which is built like a museum, integrating all kinds of antiques and collections into life, and has also donated landscape paintings and antiques from the Ming Dynasty to the National Museum.

Gu Yingqing put his mind at ease, it's not good that he is doing crooked ways.

After a while, Jin Yuyin sent a message, saying that after discussing with the consultant, the price was 80,000.

The other party was very happy, and the assistant directly made a deposit, because it was not an art exhibition that sold paintings, and he would take it away after the exhibition period was over.

Eighty thousand is no more, no less, she can earn it by working for two or three months, or drawing a few more illustration posters, but the psychological satisfaction is stronger than everything.

It's more satisfying than the last time someone else competed to buy her painting for 1 million.

When Cheng Yuesheng came over, as soon as he entered the door, Gu Yingqing shared the news with him.

Cheng Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and stared at the smile on her face, "Eighty thousand, you are so happy?"

"The point of happiness is not 80,000 yuan, but I think my painting is worthy of this value, and others praise me for the point."

The excitement and satisfaction she had suppressed all night suddenly had an outlet, and the whole person seemed to have a different kind of excitement.

"However, you said that you spent 1 million to buy my painting at the charity art exhibition before, and you know that I sold this painting for 80,000 yuan, will you be angry?"