A few days later, the list of members of the results evaluation committee was listed. Academician Cai got the list and began to help Yang Rui draw a line.

"Professor Dali gave it to Lao Tang, and they had contacts with each other in the laboratory." Academician Cai wrote the name of Tang Ji after one of his names and said with a smile, "Yang Rui, you should do the work of Lao Tang by yourself. Please ask him to take you to see Professor Li. You can see his instructions on how to do it at that time."

"Good." Yang Rui figured out that it should be similar to meeting the professor when taking the postgraduate entrance examination. If you see them, they may not accept you. If you don't see them, most of them have no chance.

Academician Cai laughs and points to the following name, saying: "Professor Qi is mine. I've already called to see when I'm free. I'll go with you. You need to buy a gift first."

"OK, what kind of gift?"

Academician Cai said with a smile, "Professor Qi likes calligraphy and painting."

Yang Rui is stunned. The price of calligraphy and painting can be high or low. It's not so easy to send them.

"It's OK for you to ask someone to draw one, and it's OK for you to buy one." academician Cai said after a while, "there are four people on the list in Beijing, and the other seven people are in other places. If you want to fly back and forth, it's not a small expense."

The topic of flying, Yang Rui and academician Cai said before, the latter suddenly came up, Yang Rui suddenly wake up, said: "I understand, I'm going to buy a painting today."

Round trip air ticket is money, calligraphy and painting is also money. The price of calligraphy and painting is estimated to be almost the same according to the price of round trip air ticket.

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

Academician Cai nodded and said, "Professor Wang Yong also likes these miscellaneous things. You can ask him to buy them for you."

"Professor Wang Yong will identify?" Yang Rui is not particularly surprised. Professors in universities do not have the pressure to survive. They are willing to be scientific researchers, and they are also willing to invest in hobbies. There are not a few who play calligraphy, painting, jade, and Redology reviews.

"Wang Yong should be able to identify it." Academician Cai said uncertainly, "I don't understand this. In a word, you should find out the way first. There are many people who like calligraphy and painting antiques."

Professor Cai made two points on the list.

Yang Rui chuckled twice. There are many reasons why he likes calligraphy and painting antiques. Of course, his personal hobbies are on the one hand, and he likes money on the other.

It's normal for professors with advanced research level to have hobbies, and it's normal for professors with high prestige to love money.

Yang Rui wrote it down and listened to Professor Cai's explanation.

Just like the previous two people, most of the professors, Professor Cai, just know each other and are not familiar with them, but he will introduce familiar professors to Yang Rui, including those who held a small meeting a few days ago.

Yang Rui contrasted them one by one. After going out, he went to see Professor Wang Yong.

Professor Wang Yong has always admired Yang Rui, and Yang Rui also reciprocated. Before, he sent Professor Wang Yong and his wife to the United States for a tour with the help of Coca Cola.

Because of the close contact between the two sides and pure reciprocity, the relationship between Yang Rui and Professor Wang Yong is very close.

Professor Wang Yong's wife also likes Yang Rui very much and occasionally gives him some homemade snacks.

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

After a while, Professor Wang Yong rushed back to see the fruits and cakes full in front of Yang Rui's table. He grabbed an apple and wiped it. He said with a smile, "you should come home more. I usually don't know where to put these things."

"It's on the balcony. You don't want to wash it." Mrs. Wang came in and said a word. She put another pot of grapes on the table and said with a smile, "I wash them with starch. They can be eaten with skin. They are very sweet."

"Thank you, ma'am." Yang Rui immediately grabbed one and ate it. Sure enough, it was so sweet that he nodded.

Wang Yong said with a smile: "the grapes from the old friends of the agricultural college are their own. The improved varieties have good taste and high sweetness, but they can't be popularized. They have to eat them by themselves."

Yang Rui wondered: "why can't it be popularized?"

"The yield is low, the resistance to diseases and pests is low, and the requirement for fertilizer is high. Correspondingly, it costs a lot of work, and the delicious food is delicious. Farmers are unwilling to plant it. They have opened a piece of land in their school, invited several people to plant it, and sent people everywhere." Wang Yong said with a smile and said, "except for delicious food, it's good for nothing."

Yang Rui said with a dumb smile: "cheap and good quality is the most difficult."

"Well, it's not easy to have good quality and low price. However, the output is really low. The agricultural college has planted two or three acres of land and sent them around. After a year, there will be no more." Wang Yong said two words of gossip and asked, "you came here specially for the purpose of evaluating the results?"Yang Rui did not hide, said: "I want to buy two paintings, I want you to help me choose one."

Wang Yong did not ask who to send, but said, "how much are you going to buy?"

"It's worth a round trip ticket."

Wang yongxiao said: "the round-trip air ticket also depends on where it comes from. The cheap one is 30 yuan and the expensive one is 200 yuan and 300 yuan..."

"It's better to calculate by the medium and higher ones. The main thing is to buy some real calligraphy and paintings. Don't make a fool of yourself." What Yang Rui said is very serious. Literary games, calligraphy and painting have lasted for a long time, so that there are more real goods than fake goods, and fake goods are more real than real goods

Wang Yong's expression is somewhat strange, said: "of course, calligraphy and painting is true, normal people, who will buy a fake."

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

Wang Yong raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "there are still a few hours left. Let's go now."

The two said they would go. They took the Jielikang crown car borrowed by Yang Rui and ran all the way to the gate of Jianguo. Not far ahead, the car stopped under the command of Wang Yong.

Yang Rui looked up and saw that it was neither Town God's Temple nor Antique City, nor even an old antique shop that was decorated. It was just a little old wooden door courtyard.

"This is it?"

"Yes, come in and see." Wang Yong pushed the door open.

Yang Rui looked around, only to see the words "business department", was blocked head.

"Young man, we're closed." It was a middle-aged woman in her forties with a sweater in her hand.

On the counter behind, some people said with disdain, "you don't want to see where you are, you just break in and go shopping to Xiushui road."

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

"Lao Wang, don't pay attention to it. Well, let him in The man in the counter said, and the middle-aged woman who was standing in the way got out of the way, closed the door, and sat back knitting.

Needless to say, when you see the sweaters shops, they are all state-owned shops. If you speak so freely, it means that they are still selling very popular goods.

However, it was the first time that Yang Rui knew about buying antiques in a state-owned shop. When he came to Professor Wang, he asked in a low voice, "are we looking for the right place?"

"All over Beijing, you can't find a better place." Wang Yong said: "this is an internal shop for the old cadres to buy antiques. If you have something to say to me, don't mess with them."

Then, thinking of what Yang Rui had said before, Wang Yong told him: "all the things inside are real. There are old worshippers checking in the back room every day, but it's hard to say. Sometimes they look wrong. They don't sell fake goods on purpose. Don't make a noise when they come across them. They will exchange them for you. Do you understand?"

Yang Rui curiously asked: "special for veteran cadres? Can only veteran cadres buy it, others can't? Why? "

"If you ask, why can't you offer it to veteran cadres?"

Yang Rui is helpless: "so can you buy like this, I can't buy like this?"

"Wrong, I can't buy it." Wang Yong said in a low voice: "this place is specially for senior cadres of our party. My level is not enough. However, I am familiar with people here. It's OK to buy two or three pieces. Alas, in the past, antiques were sold openly. Later, those engaged in East and West were not allowed to sell. In my opinion, it's still the best here."

During the conversation, Wang Yong took him through the room at the door and went up to the second floor. When he opened a double door, he smelled the strong smell of calligraphy.

"Lao Zheng, I'm busy." Wang Yong threw a box of cigarettes into the door and said with a smile, "remember to smoke outside the door."

"Oh, Lao Wang came to me today? What do you want to choose today? " Lao Zheng rubbed his neck and stood up. He put the cigarette into his pocket.

Wang Yongdao: "choose two calligraphy and paintings."

"There are so many paintings and calligraphy. You have to be more specific." Lao Zheng took out a bunch of keys from the drawer, leaned against the big cabinet beside the wall, opened two, and said: "according to the time, this is from the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. You can choose first. There is a water bottle next to it. Pour water to wash your hands."

The cupboard he opened was one person wide and one person and a half high, and there were several long frames inside. In each frame, dozens of volumes of calligraphy and paintings were closely facing.

In this cabinet alone, there are hundreds of paintings and calligraphy. 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 Lao Zheng.

Lao Zheng nodded and then replied, "the Ming Dynasty's house in the inner room is expensive and not cost-effective.""How expensive?" Yang Rui blurted out.

Lao Zheng was a little strange, but he still replied: "it's always several hundred yuan. If I say, the paintings are almost the same, but mine is much cheaper."

Yang Rui heart road: wait until the future, the price difference can be more.

In Ming Dynasty, the price of calligraphy and painting was tens of thousands of yuan per square foot. If it was the representative work of a famous painter, the price would soar to hundreds of thousands of yuan per square foot.

1 Square meters is nine square feet. In other words, calligraphy and painting of Ming Dynasty, which is two meters long and one meter wide, or one meter long and one meter wide, will cost several hundred thousand yuan. If it is bigger or more famous, the price will be higher.

Thinking of this, Yang Rui looked at more than a dozen big cabinets again, and his heart seemed to grow grass.

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