Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Yang Rui knew that at the auction, some celebrities' calligraphy and paintings could easily fetch tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions. Of course, there are only a handful of such calligraphy and paintings every year, and most of them belong to those familiar names, such as Wang Xizhi Mi Fu or Tang Bohu, Dong Qichang...

But Yang Rui is very sure that, like the calligraphy and paintings of the Ming Dynasty, no matter how cheap they are, they will not be as cheap as tens of thousands of yuan.

And what is the asking price for calligraphy and painting in this sales department? Only a few hundred dollars.

The increase of thousands of times easily, or tens of thousands or even one hundred thousand times of value-added, made Yang Rui look at these cabinets with various ideas in his head.

"Yang Rui, what do you think of these two paintings? They are both ink plums by Wu Changshuo. Wu Changshuo was a great master in the Republic of China, and he was the best at painting plums. He called painting plums "sweeping plums", which is a bit like "painting characters" as Mi Fu said. Wu Changshuo said to himself It's "Bitter Railway Man Plum Confidant", who planted dozens of plum blossoms by himself, looking at them every day, painting every day... Well, he painted a lot of plum blossoms, but they are still good paintings. I think these two hanging scrolls are very brilliant , it should be Wu Changshuo's masterpiece..." Wang Yong talked endlessly about the painting he chose, and it was obvious that he really liked it.

"That's them." Yang Rui had no objection, they were all given away anyway.

Lao Zheng came over to have a look, then checked the price book, and said, "Both of these are expensive, one pair is 165 yuan, and the other pair is 165 yuan, do you want it?"

Wang Yong hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a bit expensive."

Of course, he didn't mean to bargain when he said that. He really thought it was too expensive for a state-owned store to bargain.

"The plum blossoms painted by Wu Changshuo are really brilliant. However, since it is a gift, there is no need to force the plum blossoms. Wu Changshuo's chrysanthemums should be cheaper." Wang Yong went to search in the cabinet again.

The large cabinet against the wall is similar to an old-fashioned large wardrobe. It is made of wood and is quite heavy. There are carvings and hollows on the double doors. For the convenience of storage, a layer of paper is pasted inside and a lock is added.

Yes, it's just paper pasted and locked.

If it is in a modern museum, such paintings should at least be properly placed separately, not to mention the constant temperature and humidity. At the very least, each painting must have its own box, no matter how you say it, there are dozens of them. Millions of things, if you ask for a box for yourself, the owner should agree.

However, the state-run stores in 1984 did not pay attention to these things. From their point of view, a large cabinet with hundreds of paintings would be good. When many people got married, they did not have such a large cabinet.

Moreover, although the price of the painting is expensive, it is not exaggeratedly expensive. Right now, one hundred and eighty yuan is a little more than Wang Yong's monthly salary.

In the next year, a professor's monthly income will be ten thousand yuan, and he can't even afford the paintings of contemporary painters. At most, he can buy a few paintings by young writers. They are stacked together, of course, there may be a box, depending on fate.

Yang Rui has never been short of money since he earned RMB 100,000 in manuscript fees. In fact, his living standard in this era feels better than that in the 21st century. Therefore, Yang Rui didn't think too much about the price that Wang Yong was entangled with. He rummaged carefully again, and couldn't help laughing: "Professor Wang, since plum blossoms are said to be famous, then it's better to give plum blossoms away, not less than thirty or fifty yuan."

"Wu Changshuo's chrysanthemums are half cheaper than plum blossoms." Old Zheng who was sitting at the door said calmly.

Yang Rui let out an "ah" and said, "It's less than a hundred yuan?"

Old Zheng gestured in the air with his hand,

Said: "Small format."

"The difference is so much!" Yang Rui was not shocked by the 100 or 82.50 yuan, he was shocked by the cost savings of the second or second painting. He currently has little funds, but it is no problem to buy a hundred or so second painting Yes, if these paintings are put in the next year, they will definitely be billionaires. It's exciting to think about it.

Wang Yongdai explained: "The size of the painting is small, so it is likely to be a practice work. The practice work painted by young people is called a practice work. After becoming famous, people still want it. However, the price can't be like a large-format one. Large-format ones, Generally speaking, they are carefully prepared, either for painting as a gift, or for painting a new idea, and the paper and ink used should be better. The larger the size of the painting, the more expensive it will be.”

Wang Yong picked out two paintings of chrysanthemums while talking, and said, "These two paintings are above average, and they are not bad among Wu Changshuo's paintings? If they are worse, they are not easy to give away."

"Old Wang's eyes are very tricky." Lao Zheng looked at the number on the painting, checked and said: "One pair of 85, one pair, do you want it?"

"Can I only take two?" Yang Rui asked Old Zheng.

Old Zheng said: "If you come by yourself, you won't be able to take even one piece, and two pieces will be a lot."

"Take three pieces, two chrysanthemums, and the bigger plum blossom." Yang Rui fought with a smile.

"Seeing that you are polite, then you can take it. You take the invoice I issued to pay, and after paying the money, come back to pick up the painting." Lao Zheng licked his thumb with his tongue, and put a pinch on the receipt. , wrote it up.

After a lot of tossing and leaving the sales department, Yang Rui put away the two chrysanthemums, held Mo Mei to Wang Yong with both hands, and said, "Professor, this painting is for you."

"Oh, what are you doing to me... Really!" Wang Yong frantically refused.

Yang Rui chuckled and said, "I think you really like Wu Changshuo, but your family must have confiscated some of them, and my teacher won't buy them for you."

"One piece costs more than a hundred. If I buy it, your teacher will burn it, believe it or not." Wang Yong waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can take it back and enjoy it yourself. If I want to see it, I will ask you."

"I work in Huarui, and the salary I get is too much to spend. If I give it to you, my teacher won't burn it."

"I do not want……"

"Just accept it, I gave it to other professors, but you can't accept it?"

"Other professors are other professors, I never accept these gifts..."

"Professor, please accept it. I want it all because of my heart..." Yang Rui forcibly gave the ink plum painting to Professor Wang Yong, feeling very happy.

Professor Wang Yong was also in a good mood, and couldn't let go of Wu Changshuo in his arms.

After returning home, Professor Wang Yong opened Wu Changshuo's ink plums and began to appreciate them carefully. Yang Rui was not interested in artworks, but he was very interested in the huge value behind the artworks.

Biological research will become more and more expensive. Yang Rui doesn't want to go back to the era of applying for funding based on people's winks. Of course, he has to apply for funding now, but his application for funding is only to supplement his own research, and there is no danger of life and death. The mind is much more relaxed and peaceful.

When the first phase of funding cannot be applied for, and the experimental project that has been done for many years is about to come to an end... Yang Rui will feel shuddering when he thinks about such pressure.

Why are the scientific researchers in the laboratory so miserable? That is the pressure transmitted from the top down by the head of the laboratory.

Why does Yang Rui get what he wants now, and do whatever he wants? Try changing it to a scientific research institute. There is a limit on the amount of electricity used. If you want two bottles of ink, you have to call the logistics department. If you want a fund of 1,000 yuan, you need the director's signature. Will discuss, the funding of 100,000 yuan? What are you kidding, young man? As for the funding of 1 million yuan, that is the annual expenditure of an ordinary scientific research institute. If you do research for you, hundreds of people in the institute will have to go to the northwest wind.

The so-called food finance not only exists in the government, but also in scientific research institutes. Peking University and Tsinghua University are the top research institutions in China. Professor Cai is the director of the Department of Biology and a member (academician) of the Academy of Sciences. The amount of funding he can control is At the million level, such a small amount of money is naturally not enough for cutting-edge research at the international level. Therefore, Academician Cai spends most of his time every year looking for money.

Foreign researchers also want to change money, although the amount of money they change is more, but it is not necessarily true that foreign researchers are happier.

A truly happy researcher is a researcher who is not short of money, and this is also the goal Yang Rui pursues.

At the very least, bureaucrats should not let the survival of his project be decided by the bureaucrats. Yang Rui felt that this should be where he lived with his contemporaries, and it should also be his advantage.

"Let you play a little value for science." Yang Rui looked at a chrysanthemum unfolded, admiring it carefully, and then called Jing Cuncheng.

As far as senior party cadres are concerned, Comrade Wang Yong is on the edge, and Comrade Jing Cuncheng is definitely not.

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