My portable world of mixed farmers

Chapter 436 The Master of Chinese Painting
Early the next morning, Dong Shanhe went shopping with Mr. Ma again, but this time Dong Shanhe explained to his wife.

Liu Miaomiao is not an ignorant person, after knowing Ma Lao's status and wealth, he hurriedly urged Dong Shanhe to go to the market, so don't make him wait.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for him downstairs at 07:30 in the morning, and it's only seven o'clock, so it won't be too late for me to go down." Dong Shanhe said with a smile.

"You, if you are told to go early, you should go early." Liu Miaomiao said bitterly.

"Okay, I'm going down now." Dong Shanhe quickly surrendered, kissed his son and went straight down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Dong Shanhe came downstairs, he saw Ma Lao sitting on the sofa in the lobby and reading a newspaper.

"Good morning, Mr. Ma!" Dong Shanhe trotted to greet Mr. Ma.

"Xiao Dong, it's early too!" Mr. Ma put down the newspaper and greeted Dong Shanhe.

"Old Ma, why are you so early? It's only past seven o'clock, why don't you rest for a while?" Dong Shanhe asked while sitting on the side of the sofa.

"When people get old, they don't want to sleep anymore. Anyway, there will be plenty of time to sleep in the future, so there is no need to sleep in now." Mr. Ma knows that sleeping in is a common problem among young people. When he was young, he also liked to sleep in. The older I get, the less I want to sleep in. I get up very early every day.

"Did Mr. Ma have breakfast? Let's have breakfast first, and then continue shopping." Dong Shanhe suggested.

"Let's go, we still need to hurry up and go shopping today, or we won't have much time." Ma Lao said to Dong Shanhe.

After the two of them had breakfast, they continued to go shopping in Chinatown. Looking at the antique shops everywhere, Dong Shanhe also learned a lot from Ma Lao. This time, he went shopping until three o'clock in the afternoon without even having lunch. To eat, it was lunch for the two of us when we returned to the Hilton Hotel.

"Take a break, the auction will start at seven o'clock in the evening." Ma Lao said to Dong Shanhe.

"Mr. Ma, then you should rest too. Please bear with me if there is anything I don't understand." Dong Shanhe said respectfully to Mr. Ma.

During this day and a half, Dong Shanhe learned a lot of knowledge from Ma Lao. With the ability of never forgetting, Dong Shanhe quickly integrated the knowledge of Ma Lao. With one and a half days, he has achieved what others can do in three to five years or even longer. It can also be said that even if Dong Shanhe goes to the antique shop alone now, he will not be caught by that kind of fake things. Be confused, unless it is a very superb high imitation, you may not know it.

Back in the room, Dong Shanhe saw his daughter-in-law was watching a TV series, and it was an American TV series. "Why are you watching American dramas again? Didn't you say that you will never watch American dramas again?" Dong Shanhe asked curiously.

"When did you realize what the woman said? Are you stupid?" Liu Miaomiao said without looking back, and incidentally gave Dong Shanhe a [-]-point attack.

"You women, you are so fickle." Dong Shanhe muttered in a low voice, but Liu Miaomiao heard it unexpectedly.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Liu Miaomiao turned around and asked Dong Shanhe this time.

How could Dong Shanhe be fooled? He didn't say a word. There are some things that women can say, but men can't say, because women can be rascals, but men are not easy to do.

"Will you go to the auction at night?" Dong Shanhe asked while sitting beside him.

"No, no, I don't know anything about what I'm going there for." If it's about perfume, fashion, or cosmetics, Liu Miaomiao is still interested to see it, but what is it tonight?Most of the works in Huaxia are Chinese modern calligraphers and painters, and some are porcelain. It is strange that Liu Miaomiao is interested in it.

"Then I'll go alone?" Dong Shanhe also knew that what he said was useless, but he still had to ask, otherwise the woman would act like a baby again, saying that you didn't take her seriously.

"You go back, but you must not buy things indiscriminately, otherwise, hum!" Liu Miaomiao made a scissors hand gesture towards Dong Shanhe, which made Dong Shanhe's crotch feel cold, and he shrank back directly.

"No, no, you know, I just like it, but I never buy it. Besides, I have found so many things in the grocery store, and I haven't figured it out yet. How can I buy it? those things."

Dong Shanhe quickly refused, saying that it is impossible for him to auction these things, unless he meets something he likes very much, Dong Shanhe still has some restraint for this.

"That's good, and don't drink at night, don't play too much." Liu Miaomiao reminded a few more words.

"Don't worry, you don't know who I am? How could I be so drunk, but if someone invites me to have a drink, I can't refuse, no, there are many bosses here today, if they invite me , I am too embarrassed to refuse." Dong Shanhe's words made Liu Miaomiao understand very reasonable.

"Then you should drink less, it's not good to drink too much." Listening to Liu Miaomiao's rambling voice, Dong Shanhe's heart was filled with warmth, and it was worth having such a person who cared about him.

At six o'clock in the evening, Dong Shanhe and Liu Miaomiao had dinner together. After the meal, Dong Shanhe came out of the room. When he came out, Dong Shanhe had already received a message from Mr. Ma, and he had already gone downstairs. I met some colleagues and needed to go down to communicate.

Dong Shanhe didn't wait, and took the elevator directly to the banquet hall.

When he just walked to the banquet hall, Dong Shanhe saw that it was crowded with people. Although there was still more than half an hour before the auction started, almost all the people who should come came, unless it was a real boss who would come before the auction. It took ten minutes to come, but there were not many such people after all.

After Dong Shanhe went down, he wandered around the banquet hall alone. Looking at the auction table that had been set up, the rows of chairs and the trademarks on it, Dong Shanhe knew that this was the highlight of the evening.

It stands to reason that before the auction, a manual will be distributed to let everyone know that there are all the above things tonight. Dong Shanhe has never seen this thing at a glance, but he doesn't care, he won't buy it anyway, and he doesn't know it anyway. The things inside, this time I will take a look at the excitement.

"Boss, why are you here?" Just as Dong Shanhe was wandering aimlessly, Smith suddenly came behind Dong Shanhe.

"I don't know a few people here, where am I if I'm not here?" Dong Shanhe said angrily, although he came in because he had an invitation card, but after he came in, he didn't know anyone except Ma Lao , even Smith didn't see it, what would he do if he didn't go for a stroll?
"Boss, I chatted with some big bosses, and they invited us to have a chat when we were having supper at night." Whoever said that Americans don't like to chat at the dinner table, Dong Shanhe met this time.

"Call me when the time comes." Dong Shanhe said to Smith, then found a chair and sat down.

Dong Shanhe, who had nothing to do, took out his mobile phone and took several pictures of the whole hall, and then posted them on his Weibo, "Going to participate in an auction, I was lucky to meet Mr. Ma." A series of nine pictures, The last one is the figure of Ma Lao.

Even in China's domestic morning, there are quite a few people who browse Weibo. Just after posting Weibo, I saw a lot of people leaving messages.

"666, I can only say 666, who made me a salty fish."

"I'm Xianyu, and I'm here for a wave of 666. Besides, the author, can I ask Mr. Ma to sign for me? I like his program very much."

"What kind of auction is this? I also want to join in the fun, but I don't know where the door is facing?"

"It seems to be in the United States. Most of them are white people. They must be auctioning some foreign art."

"Upstairs, I'm sorry, as a student studying in San Francisco, I want to tell you that this is a Chinese sale of Christie's in San Francisco."

"The one upstairs is also 666, and it's all over six times. How do you know it's Christie's China sale?"

"I just studied at Stanford. This auction has been publicized for a long time, and it's only for China. How could I not know about it? After all, I'm also from China."

"Hello, can I sit here?" Just as Dong Shanhe was browsing Weibo, there was a quick greeting in English, (English is rubbish, so I won't write in English)
"Oh, please sit down, please sit down." Dong Shanhe raised his head and saw a girl, he stretched out his hand and said.

"Thank you!" The girl thanked Dong Shanhe, and then sat quietly beside Dong Shanhe.

At this time, Dong Shanhe didn't have the mind to check Weibo, because he always felt that the girls around him had a familiar feeling, but he suddenly couldn't remember it.

The girl is not very tall, Dong Shanhe just checked visually, she is only 1.6 meters, long blond hair, wearing a big punk eye, covering most of her face, so Dong Shanhe didn't realize who she is for a while excusable.

But the more Dong Shanhe looked at it, the more he felt familiar, "Why are you staring at me secretly?" Just as Dong Shanhe was watching carefully, the girl beside him suddenly turned sideways and asked.

The girl's body was leaning against Dong Shanhe's body, so Dong Shanhe could easily ask about a scent on her body, "Well, number five."

"I just think you are very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I just can't remember it." Dong Shanhe said honestly to the girl beside him.

"Do you like listening to songs? I sang "Spread Your Wings and Fly High." The girl whispered to Dong Shanhe.

Now Dong Shanhe's mind was like the Big Bang, and he figured it out in an instant. Could the girl in front of him be the European and American female singer he liked the most when he was in middle school?

"Are you Lavigne?" Dong Shanhe asked softly.

"Do you really know who I am?" Lavigne asked curiously. She always thought how the Asian man in front of her could know herself, because she had changed a lot now.

"I almost didn't recognize it." Dong Shanhe nodded, feeling sorry for him.

The Lavigne in front of me is completely different from the one I remember ten years ago. If I hadn't been obsessed with her back then, I would never have recognized her. The colorful hair back then was gone, and there was only golden hair. The smoky makeup is gone, only the delicate plain face, and her figure has become plump after she matures, which is not at all the same as the small flat chest I saw back then. It seems that she has changed a lot in the past few years after the divorce very big.

"Thank you!" Dong Shanhe thanked Lavigne, which made Lavigne very puzzled. Why should he thank himself?

"Boss, boss, this side?" Smith shouted at Dong Shanhe just when Lavigne wanted to ask Dong Shanhe why he wanted to thank him.

"Sorry, I'm going over there." Dong Shanhe said apologetically, and then walked directly to the front.

At seven o'clock, the auction officially started. The auctioneer was an old man with a white beard. He seemed to be at least 60 years old, but he was not the old man with a white beard in the novel.

"Boss, Mr. Andy is very powerful. He is one of the few white gloves." Dong Shanhe didn't know what a white glove was, anyway, in Smith's words, he just had to be very powerful.

"Oh, let's take a look at that later." Originally, Dong Shanhe wanted to do a piece with Ma Lao, but he didn't know why he still couldn't do it, and Ma Lao was in front of him.

"Today, our auction is a special auction for China. The auction of modern and modern calligraphy and painting. The starting price is listed in the manual. Each price will be increased by [-] US dollars. It will start now." With the order of the auctioneer, the auction will officially start. , Dong Shanhe also looked at the stage.

Although there is already a manual, every auction item is still placed on the big screen behind the auction stage.

Dong Shanhe saw many familiar names, such as Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Huang Binhong, Fu Baoshi, Wu Changshuo, Xu Beihong, Li Keran, Wu Guanzhong, Lin Fengmian, Wu Guanzhong and so on.

Although Dong Shanhe doesn't know who these people are, he might as well know that the paintings of these people are very valuable at that time, because after looking at more than ten auction items, the starting price of the least one is 30 US dollars. Nearly 200 million, this is not a small number, and these paintings and calligraphy are not large-scale paintings and calligraphy, basically four feet in size.

"Now we are auctioning Mr. Fu Baoshi's Spring River Shower, and the starting price is 100 million US dollars." Even if Dong Shanhe doesn't understand something, he knows that this is a famous painter, because this is the first auction in this auction. The first auction started at $100 million.

Dong Shanhe likes Chinese painting, but he doesn't know how to appreciate it. But from a distance, he only thinks this painting is very beautiful. To use a very fashionable word, it means harmony, and it doesn't feel abrupt or awkward.

"This is the master! I also want to attack Chinese painting at night. When can I become a master?" Looking at these auction items, Dong Shanhe also plans to learn Chinese painting. Even if there is no space, I can still sell paintings for a living. If I can achieve the level of Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian, I can leave some legacy to my descendants by then.

(End of this chapter)