Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Thinking about it, I am too lazy to argue with a dying person, forget it, I will come back to buy paintings after a while.

Always buy a few more pairs before he dies, so that you won’t be able to buy them later.

Unfortunately, in 57, Qi Baishi passed away and did not marry the fourth concubine.

It would be nice if he lived a few more years. When he was 59 years old, he could exchange food for paintings.

He Yuzhu was moved in his heart and then asked: "I wonder if Mr. Qi will accept a disciple?"

I have never thought about painting before, but if I can become Qi Baishi's apprentice, I can enter the cultural world, and it will be much easier for me to collect paintings in the future.

"Are you the only one who wants to learn to draw?"

Qi Baishi's tone was full of disdain, and then he said: "You just need to be a cook and cook honestly. You still want to learn to draw?"

He Yuzhu was so angry that he wanted to give him a slap. What's so great about him is that he can draw. I can also write.

Li Keran next to him couldn't help but said: "Master, Mr. He's handwriting is the best I have ever seen."

"Really?" Qi Baishi asked.

"It's true. It's better than what I wrote." Li Keran patted his chest and confirmed.

Qi Baishi asked: "What does it have to do with me?"

He didn't believe in He Yuzhu's calligraphy skills. Besides, it didn't matter if he wrote well, he couldn't sell his paintings for a penny cheaper anyway.

You can only take advantage of others, and there is no possibility of others taking advantage of you. Even if it is true, you cannot delay your own interests.

Li Keran sighed, not knowing what to say. As long as there are interests involved, the master will fight for everything.

It was He Yuzhu's turn to complain, and he was speechless. Indeed, no matter how good his handwriting was, it would have no effect on Qi Baishi. It was worthless and buying paintings would not be cheap.

However, he had already bought the painting and was on the line with Qi Baishi. He Yuzhu was too lazy to argue with an old man like him. He said goodbye and was sent out by Li Keran.

"Mr. Li, my master is a stubborn old man, please be patient."

"You're welcome, who would get angry with an old man?"

He Yuzhu's heart moved. He had only thought about getting Qi Baishi's paintings before, and had not considered that Li Keran in front of him was also a famous painter in later generations.

Taking advantage of his low reputation now, the price of buying his paintings is cheaper, and Mr. Li Keran is still a disciple of Huang Binhong, so he can also buy more paintings by others.

"Mr. Li, I have been collecting various paintings. Do you have any paintings you want to sell?"

"Yes, I thought you were."

Li Keran thought that He Yuzhu didn't like his paintings before, but he didn't have the nerve to mention it. He didn't expect that He Yuzhu would also accept his paintings.

He Yuzhu said: "In addition to yours, I want other famous people. Please help me collect some. I can exchange them with food."

At this time, food control and rationing had been implemented. Even for some high-level leaders and some well-known people, the quotas were not high.

He Yuzhu can easily produce a large amount of food, which is enough to make these people excited.

"Okay, no problem. Now that food is restricted, many people complain that they can't eat rice or flour."

The two talked briefly, and He Yuzhu left Qi Mansion. He was very happy along the way, and when he returned home, he still had a smile on his face.

Xu Huizhen asked: "What are you so happy about?"

"Let me tell you, I got in touch with Lao Li, and he promised to help me buy paintings by Huang Binhong, Xu Beihong and others."

"How did he, a painter, become an agent?"

"The agency fee I paid is relatively high."

He Yuzhu knew that his social status was not as good as these people, so he also

There is no need to go out and collect the paintings yourself. It is better to let Li Keran come forward and buy all their paintings from these famous artists.

Xu Beihong passed away last year, and Huang Binhong would also pass away in 1955. That is to say, Qi Baishi lived longer, but he only lived until 57. At this right time, he asked Li Keran to go to their home to buy paintings.

It is always easier to buy paintings from descendants than from them themselves. This is just a business, why bother to put yourself out there.

Xu Huizhen said: "Collecting paintings is indeed an important means of preserving value, and some of them can be regarded as family heirlooms."

"Yeah, there's no point in saving money, it's not devalued enough."

Two days later, Li Keran came over with a bundle of paintings. He Yuzhu was very happy and invited him into the study.

Li Keran said: "Mission Envy, I have brought more than 10 paintings by my Master Huang. You can take a look and choose first."

Nowadays, Qi Baishi's paintings only cost 6 yuan, and Huang Binhong's prices are even lower. The market price is only between one and two yuan per foot.

He Yuzhu opened it and looked at it. Sure enough, they were all works by Huang Binhong, and they were all from his later years. Each one could be called a masterpiece.

"Okay! I want them all."

Of course, He Yuzhu will accept everyone who comes. Each of these paintings will be worth millions or tens of millions in the future.

Now, of course, we can collect as much as we can, and once we send them to the space, we can ensure that these paintings can be perfectly preserved.

"As long as you're satisfied."

Li Keran thought that He Yuzhu would be picky and return a few paintings. After all, many people did not recognize Master Huang's paintings, and their value was relatively low.

Then he took out the list to He Yuzhu, which listed the size of each painting, calculated the price, and converted a small part into cash and most into flour.

Then he said: "I have a small request."

"I didn't say anything, as long as I can do it."

Li Keran said a little embarrassedly: "I wonder if I can exchange the agency fee for your calligraphy?"

"You want my handwriting?" He Yuzhu asked in surprise.

"Yeah, my paintings are pretty good, but I can't draw the right words."

"Okay, no problem."

He Yuzhu happily agreed. After all, it was a good deal to exchange his words for Li Keran's efforts.

He Yuzhu didn't have that weird temper and wrote two paintings happily. Li Keran said cheerfully: "I will send you the paintings later."

He Yuzhu was overjoyed to send the person away. The deal was a good deal. He only used two paintings with his own calligraphy and asked Li Keran to collect more than ten paintings for him, and he would receive other paintings one after another in the future. s work.

"What are you happy about?" Xu Huizhen asked.

"Of course I'm happy. Although these paintings only cost two yuan a foot now, if they are kept for another thirty to fifty years, these paintings will be worth a lot of money."

Xu Huizhen rolled her eyes and said, "It will take decades. I'll make you happy."

"What do you know? This is a family heirloom for our children. With more than 10 children, I always want to save more money for my family."

"What? More than 10 kids?"

"Yes, you have one child a year, and when you are 30, you don't have to have any more."

Xu Huizhen said angrily: "You are raising me like a sow, and you still have one baby a year? You can give birth to whomever you want, but I won't give birth to you!"