Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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[Signing in is a manifestation of honor and strength. I hope everyone will not forget to click the sign in the upper right corner while watching the update] Within a few days, the list of members of the achievement evaluation committee was listed. Academician Cai got the list and began to draw lines for Yang Rui .

"Professor Da Li handed it over to Old Tang, and they have contacts in their laboratory." Academician Cai wrote Tang Ji's name behind one name, and said with a smile: "Yang Rui, you can do Lao Tang's work yourself, and ask him to take you there." See Professor Da Li, what to do when the time comes, you can follow his instructions."

"Okay." Yang Rui guessed, it should be similar to meeting a professor during the postgraduate entrance examination. If you see it, they may not accept you, and if you don't see it, then most of them will have no chance.

Academician Cai smiled, pointed to a name below, and said, "Professor Qi counts on me. I've already called to see if I'm free someday. I'll come with you. You need to buy a gift first."

"Okay, what kind of gift?"

Academician Cai smiled and said, "Professor Qi likes calligraphy and painting."

Yang Rui was taken aback, the price of calligraphy and painting can be high or low, no matter how you think about it, it is not so easy to give away.

"You can ask someone to paint a picture, or you can buy one yourself." Academician Cai waited a while and said: "There are four people in the list in Beijing, and the other seven are in other places. If you want to go back and forth by plane , but not a small expense. "

Yang Rui had talked about the topic of flying with Academician Cai before, but now the latter suddenly brought it up, Yang Rui came to his senses and said, "I see, I'm going to buy calligraphy and painting today."

The round-trip air ticket is money, and the calligraphy and painting are also money. The price of calligraphy and painting is estimated to be similar to the price of the round-trip air ticket.

Considering the price of air tickets and calligraphy and painting in the 1980s, this calligraphy and painting is not cheap, maybe you can buy Zhang Daqian and Qi Baishi.

Academician Cai saw that the child can be taught, nodded and said: "Professor Wang Yong also likes these miscellaneous things, you can ask him to buy them for you."

"Professor Wang Yong will appraise?" Yang Rui was not particularly surprised. Professors in universities have no pressure to survive. Some are willing to be scientific researchers, and some are willing to invest in hobbyists.

"Wang Yong should be able to appraise it." Academician Cai said uncertainly, "I don't understand this. Anyway, you should find him first to find out the way. There are many people who like antique calligraphy and paintings."

Professor Cai clicked twice on the list.

Yang Rui chuckled twice, there are many reasons for liking calligraphy and painting antiques, personal hobbies are certainly one aspect, and liking money can also be another aspect.

It is normal for professors with advanced research level to have hobbies, and it is also normal for professors with high esteem to love money.

Yang Rui memorized it, and then listened to Professor Cai continue to explain.

Just like the previous two people, Professor Cai only knows most of the professors, but he is not familiar with them, but he will introduce familiar professors to Yang Rui, including a few people who held a small meeting a few days ago.

Yang Rui compared them one by one,

After going out, I went to find Professor Wang Yong.

Professor Wang Yong has always admired Yang Rui very much, and Yang Rui reciprocated. He used the quota provided by Coca-Cola to send Professor Wang Yong and his wife to the United States for a tour.

Because of the close contacts between the two parties and the pure exchange of courtesy, the relationship between Yang Rui and Professor Wang Yong is rather close.

Professor Wang Yong's wife also likes Yang Rui very much, and occasionally sends him some snacks made by herself.

Therefore, Yang Rui called Professor Wang Yong, made an appointment, and went directly to his home.

Not long after, Professor Wang Yong rushed back, looked at the fruits and pastries on Yang Rui's table, grabbed an apple and wiped it, and said with a smile: "You should come home more often, I usually don't know about these Where are the things?"

"Just put it on the balcony. You are too lazy to wash it." Mrs. Wang came in and said something, then put another pot of grapes on the table, and said with a smile: "I soaked them in starch and washed them. You can eat them with the skins on. Sweet."

"Thank you, Mrs. Ma." Yang Rui immediately grabbed one and ate it. It was really sweet, and he nodded repeatedly.

Wang Yong smiled and said: "Sent by old friends from the Agricultural College, the grapes they carried themselves, the improved varieties, taste good and have high sweetness, but they can't be popularized, so they can only eat by themselves."

Yang Rui was surprised: "Why can't it be promoted?"

"The yield is low, the resistance to diseases and insect pests is also low, and the requirements for fertilizers are high, and correspondingly it takes a lot of work. It is delicious, but farmers are not willing to plant it. They opened a field in their school and invited a few people to come. Give them away everywhere.” Wang Yong himself laughed as he said this, and said, “It’s nothing but delicious.”

Yang Rui couldn't help laughing: "Cheap and good quality are the most difficult thing."

"That's right, Wumart is not easy, and it has to be cheap. However, the yield is indeed a bit low. The Agricultural College has planted two or three acres of land and donated it around. After a year, there will be nothing." Wang Yong said a few gossips and asked, "You came here specially for the evaluation of the results?"

Yang Rui didn't hide anything, and said: "I want to buy two calligraphy and paintings, and I would like you to help me choose one."

Wang Yong didn't ask who to send, he just said: "How much are you going to buy?"

“Worth the round trip airfare.”

Wang Yong said with a smile: "The round-trip air ticket also depends on where the round-trip is coming from. The cheap one is 30 to 50 yuan, and the expensive one is 200 to 300 yuan..."

"Let's count as the higher mid-range ones. I mainly want to buy a few real calligraphy and paintings. Don't be self-defeating." Yang Rui said seriously. Shop more than the real thing...

Wang Yong's expression was a bit weird, and he said: "Of course the calligraphy and paintings are real, normal people, who would buy fake ones."

Yang Rui was speechless and could only ask, "When shall we go?"

Wang Yong raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "There are still a few hours, let's go."

The two left as soon as they said they would, sitting in the Celekon crown car borrowed by Yang Rui, and drove all the way to Jianguo Gate, and after a short walk, the car stopped under Wang Yong's command.

Yang Rui looked up, and what he saw was neither the Town God's Temple, nor the Antique City, nor even an antique shop with simple decoration, but a small courtyard with a somewhat dilapidated wooden door.

"right here?"

"That's right, come in and have a look." Wang Yong pushed open the door familiarly.

Yang Rui looked around, and when he saw the words "Sales Department", someone blocked his head.

"Young man, we are closed." The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman in her forties, still holding a sweater in her hand.

At the counter at the back, someone said dismissively: "I just broke in without looking at the place, and went shopping to Xiushui Road."

Wang Yong, who came in a minute earlier than Yang Rui, coughed and said, "He came with me."

"Old Wang, don't be particular about it. Well, let him in." The person at the counter said something, and the middle-aged woman who was blocking the door stepped aside, closed the door, and sat behind and knit her sweater again. .

No need to ask, when you see sweater shops, they are all state-owned stores. If you speak so rudely, it means that they still sell products that are in short supply.

However, it was the first time Yang Rui knew about buying antiques in a state-run store. When he came to Professor Wang, he asked in a low voice, "Did we go to the wrong place?"

"It's full of Beijing, you can't find a better place." Wang Yong said and said: "This is an internal store for veteran cadres to buy antiques. If you have something to tell me, don't mess with them."

After finishing speaking, recalling what Yang Rui said before, Wang Yong warned again: "The things inside are all real, there are old court officials from the past checking in the back room every day, but it's hard to say, there are always times when you miss it. It's not that they deliberately sell fake products, if you meet them, don't make a fuss, take a look, and they will exchange them for you, understand?"

Yang Rui asked curiously: "Specially for veteran cadres? Only veteran cadres can buy it, others can't? Why?"

"Looking at what you asked, why can't you specially provide veteran cadres?"

Yang Rui was helpless: "So I can only buy things like yours, but I can't buy things like mine?"

"Wrong, I can't buy it either." Wang Yong said in a low voice: "This is specially for senior cadres of our party. My level is not high enough. However, I am familiar with the people here, so I can buy two or three pieces. Yes, it’s okay, alas, in the past, antiques were sold openly, but later they were not allowed to sell, and I think it’s the best here.”

While speaking, Wang Yong led him through the room at the door, up to the second floor, and opened a double door, and he smelled a strong smell of ink.

"Old Zheng, I'm busy." Wang Yong threw a pack of cigarettes at the door first, and said with a smile, "Remember to smoke outside the door."

"Oh, Lao Wang came to my place today? What's the matter, what do you want to pick today?" Lao Zheng stood up rubbing his neck, and put the cigarette into his pocket.

Wang Yongdao: "Pick two calligraphy and paintings."

"There are so many calligraphy and paintings, you have to be more specific." Lao Zheng took out a bunch of keys from the drawer, leaned against the big cabinet by the wall, opened two of them casually, and said, "Arranged by age, here are the keys of the Qing Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty. In the Republic of China, you can pick and choose first, there is a water bottle next to it, pour it yourself and wash your hands.”

The cabinet he opened was as wide as a person and half as high as a person, and several long and large frames were formed inside. In each frame, dozens of scrolls of calligraphy and painting were densely packed.

There are hundreds of volumes of calligraphy and painting in this cabinet alone, and along the wall, there are at least a dozen such cabinets.

"Not before the Qing Dynasty?" Yang Rui couldn't help asking.

"My nephew." Wang Yong explained to Old Zheng.

Old Zheng nodded, and then replied: "The Ming Dynasty ones are in the back room, and the price is also expensive, so it's not worth it."

"How expensive?" Yang Rui blurted out.

Old Zheng was a little strange, but he still replied: "It's worth a few hundred yuan. If you ask me, the paintings are all similar. The ones here are much cheaper."

Yang Rui said in his heart: In the future, the price difference will be even greater.

Calligraphy and paintings of the Ming Dynasty were less famous, and the price per square foot was tens of thousands of yuan. If it was a representative work of a famous painter, the price would soar to hundreds of thousands of yuan per square foot.

1 square meter is 9 square feet. In other words, a Ming Dynasty calligraphy and painting with a length of two meters and a width of one meter, or one meter in length and width, costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. If it is bigger or more famous, the price will be even higher. up.

Thinking of this, Yang Rui looked at more than a dozen large cabinets, and felt as if grass had grown in his heart.

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〖To be continued. "". 〗