After the divorce, I started to transfer

Chapter 103
The plane flew at eight o'clock in the morning, and the three of them got up early, and they all sat in first class.

This made Lin Wan, who was flying first class for the first time, very excited, and almost started a live broadcast.

Three hours later, I got off the plane, then transferred to a county-level city below, and then took a car from this county-level city to a township below.

Li Chungang opened a noodle restaurant in this rural town. The name of the noodle restaurant is "Chungang Noodle Restaurant", which is very unpretentious.

Li Chungang is actually almost 60 years old, but looking young, he looks like he is in his fifties.

When Chen Feng and the others entered the noodle shop, he was wearing a white apron and cooking noodles. At around two o'clock in the afternoon, there were still five or six customers sitting in the noodle shop, and the business was still passable.

When the two sides met, after introducing themselves, Li Chungang warmly shook hands with Chen Feng, and then asked them if they had eaten. After Chen Feng shook his head honestly, he immediately served them, and invited them each to eat a large bowl of Tonggu noodles.

Not to mention, it was delicious, everyone gave a big tube bone, Chen Feng took a straw to suck it for more than ten minutes before finishing it, his stomach was full.

After eating the noodles, Chen Feng wanted to give money, but the other party refused to accept anything, so he had to give up.

Then Li Chungang handed over the shop to his wife, and took them home to look at the paintings.

His home is not in the town, but it is not very far from the town. It takes about ten minutes to get there by his three-wheeled electric car.

An old-fashioned farmyard with a single door and a wall, the wall is quite high, filled with broken glass, and there is a big wolf dog inside.

According to Li Chungang, there was a thief in his house a few years ago. Fortunately, the thief did not know the goods. But one is not lost.

So, after that incident, their house built a high fence, and raised a big wolfdog to guard the house.

When they got to the gate of the yard, the big wolf dog inside kept barking, and stopped after being scolded by Li Chungang a few times.

This wolfhound was indeed very big, and the two women were so scared that they dared not enter the door.

It was Li Chun who had just passed by and grabbed the big chained wolfhound before the two women hid behind Chen Feng and followed into the yard.

Chen Feng declined the invitation to drink tea in the living room of the main house, and went directly to Li Chungang's studio.

His studio is very large, and the house on the left side of the yard is about 200 square meters.

The decoration and layout inside are obviously not as refined and reasonable as Song Yi's house.

There are shelves, and there are several shelves with different formats in the innermost place of the entrance. Most of them are wooden shelves, and they are filled with paintings, or piles of paintings, most of which are not framed. .

Some of these shelves are covered with plastic sheets, some are not, but they are all packed with a lot of dust.

The place next to the door is relatively clean, with several easels and various painting tools.

In addition, there are also some completed or unfinished paintings near the wall, including oil paintings and traditional Chinese paintings.It can only be said that Li Chungang, a folk painter, is really very good. In the field of painting, he has learned both Chinese and Western styles.

"Sorry, the place is a little messy."

Li Chungang said with some embarrassment.Then, he stretched out his hand to invite the three of them in.

Of course, Chen Feng didn't care about this, and immediately said: "Let me take a look at some of your recent works first, what are they?"

"This one is all." Li Chungang pointed to the shelf on the left, "Look at it as you like."

"it is good."

Chen Feng was also polite, and immediately stepped forward to check.

At the first glance, Chen Feng was overwhelmed with surprises, and found that there were three paintings in total.

This is really a surprise.Not in vain he ran all the way here.

Chen Feng immediately took the three paintings off the shelf, and then went to another row of shelves.

After going through all the shelves on the left hand side of the door, out of the fifty or sixty works, Chen Feng harvested a total of five paintings, which almost made him laugh out loud with joy.

Then, Chen Feng went to look at the shelves on the right. There were more shelves on this side, with seventy to eighty works. After Chen Feng finished reading them all, he also got five paintings.

To be honest, Chen Feng was shocked by such a harvest.

But it's true!
Of course, Chen Feng would not be satisfied with this.Of course, the more such emotional paintings, the better.

So, Chen Feng went over there to look in the shelves covered with plastic cloth.

It took more than an hour to find them. Although they ate a lot of dust, the hard work paid off. Chen Feng found a total of 8 works from these paintings.

During this trip, I found [-] pieces of works, and Chen Feng was both surprised and delighted.Feeling that I have really dug up a treasure, staring at Li Chungang, a folk painter who was born as a farmer, his eyes are different.

In Chen Feng's view, Li Chungang is the kind of painting master who is really buried in the world.

Chen Feng doesn't understand painting, but he knows that as long as the painting is attractive to him and contains invisible energy, it is undoubtedly a good painting.

Others don't know, but Chen Feng knows.

This can be regarded as one of his natural advantages in the art business.

"Mr. Li, look at the eighteen paintings here, and I've taken a fancy to them all. Please make a price."

Li Chungang was very honest, he didn't even look at these paintings, and said casually: "You come all the way to buy paintings because you think highly of me. I think you are cheaper. Now the price I give to others is usually two times for the smaller ones." One thousand pieces, three thousand for the bigger ones, and I’ll give you two thousand for all of them.”

Two thousand one picture! ?Eighteen pieces are only thirty-six thousand.

Chen Feng suddenly felt a psychological blow.It's so cheap too!
Chen Feng has the urge to mourn for these paintings for 3 minutes, feel sad for them, feel that they are worthless.

Obviously, their artistic value is much higher than those of the so-called famous paintings, but now they are being sold at such a low price.

Is the pearl dusty?
Chen Feng almost impulsively wanted to remind Li Chungang that these paintings of yours are very valuable.But in the end because of his own selfishness, he still held back.

"Mr. Li, you are too real."

Chen Feng sighed secretly, but in the end he couldn't bear it with his conscience, and said, "Let's do this. Eighteen paintings, I'll give you... 10."

Chen Feng originally wanted to give him 18 yuan, [-] yuan for each painting.

But then I thought, if he suddenly became rich and his life was no longer stressful, would he still be able to create so many energetic paintings?

This is the case for many artists and literary creators. After becoming famous and rich, life is no longer stressful, and the works they create are often not as spiritual as before.

Therefore, Chen Feng lowered the price slightly.

"What!?" Li Chungang obviously didn't expect that Chen Feng would raise the price for him, and he raised so much all at once.

"I said these paintings, I count you 10 yuan. They are worth the money."

"No, no." Li Chungang immediately shook his head and waved his hands and refused, "This is too much. The most expensive painting I ever sold was only 2 yuan. It was custom-made by someone else. It was more than two meters long and one meter wide. , it took me two months to finish. And these paintings, I can draw one in two days at most, and I can even finish it in an hour or two for the small size. I can't charge you more. You guys are far away Coming from Xiuzhou, how can I cheat you?"

With his attitude and these words, Chen Feng didn't know what to say.

After a while, Chen Feng said with sincere admiration: "Mr. Li is so real. I can only admire from the bottom of my heart. In fact, I gave you this price not only because I think your paintings are worth so much money, but also because I want to own them." The right of first refusal on your side. After you draw a new painting, you can take a video or photo and send it to me as soon as possible. If I like it, you can keep it for me and can’t sell it again. to others."

Li Chungang said happily after hearing the words: "You can take care of my business and like my paintings. I should send you videos and photos as soon as possible. You don't need to pay extra money."

"Oh! Well, just listen to me. If you don't charge me money, I don't feel at ease. And to be honest, I like your paintings very much, and I believe that I can resell your paintings for a good price. It is definitely not a loss to buy so many paintings of yours for a lot of money, and there is still money to be made."

Li Chungang saw that Chen Feng said so, so he stopped insisting, nodded and said: "That's how it is. I'll give you a few more paintings."

It's not easy for Chen Feng to refuse his kindness, this person is really too sincere.

In the end, Chen Feng just picked two more paintings that looked pleasing to the eye, and made up a total of 20 paintings.

Sign the contract and transfer money via WeChat.Li Chungang was also very happy to receive 10 yuan all of a sudden, and pulled Chen Feng to drink at his house.

Chen Feng's kindness was difficult to refrain from, and he wanted to establish a good relationship with him so that he could continue to buy energy paintings from him in the future, so he agreed.

Li Chungang is not only a painter, but also a chef.Chickens and ducks are raised in the backyard, vegetables are grown, and there are many ingredients in the refrigerator.

After some busy work, they made an authentic farm meal for them.

Chen Feng and the three of them were very satisfied with what they ate.

　grateful:
　　Yi Qingming voted for a monthly ticket! ! !
　　The starving old man voted for a monthly ticket! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)