Chapter 1416

Not to mention the leader of the industry, but he is also a half leader. He is good at ink painting and sketch. Before his hand was hurt, they had only a few connections, which is not very familiar.

"Xiaohai, hands are really all right?" Bi Bingzhang cares about Tao.

A painter.

My hands are useless.

It's more painful than losing your life.

"Well, it's exactly the same as before." Yunhai smiled happily. Although there was still a little scar, it didn't affect the painting. He thought that the whole trip to Burma was arranged properly by Tang Qing.

He was very grateful.

"That's good, that's good." Bi Bingzhang nodded.

Introduced his wife and daughter.

"Bi Lao, please come in." The sea of clouds get out of the way.

"Please."

Bi Bingzhang was not polite either. He walked into the courtyard and looked at the vegetables planted on both sides, and a worn-out but clean tricycle. He could think about the life of Yunhai in these years.

Alas.

It's still early.

It's not famous, but it's not hungry.

Enter the living room.

Bi Bingzhang aimed his eyes at the wall.

It's all cloud paintings. All of a sudden, one of the many paintings brightens his eyes. If other paintings are clumsy, it's a complete masterpiece of this school.

OK.

OK.

OK.

The old man said three good things in a row.

Turn around.

"You painted this picture?" Although Bi Bingzhang didn't believe it, he asked Yunhai like this.

Cloud sea shakes his head: "it's not me."

"Who is that? Which master? " Bi Bingzhang said curiously that he knows all the masters in the industry. The strokes are much cleaner than the sea of clouds, and there is a sense of complexity and simplicity.

And.

It seems to reveal the vigor and indomitability of young people.

This is not the mood of a middle-aged man.

Smell the words.

Think of Tang Qing's face.

The sea of clouds shook its head slightly.

"Master? It should be a master, but it's not famous in the industry. "

"No way. How can such paintings not be famous in the industry? They are very good. They are decisive. There is no trace of redundant strokes. It can be seen that they have profound, powerful and powerful skills."

Bi Bingzhang praised repeatedly.

Don't want to expose Tang Qing. "Bi Lao, let's have some rice first, some home-made dishes. I'm neglecting it."

"It doesn't matter. I like home cooking."

After flying all morning, Bi Bingzhang was a little hungry.

During the meal.

Bi Bingzhang keeps asking, but Yunhai Gu says nothing about him.

"I'm sorry, Bi Lao. I'm also learning other people's skills. He likes to keep a low profile. All his paintings are for friends, not for sale."

"Not for sale? It doesn't matter if the price is a little expensive. "

Bi Bingzhang thinks he has some strength.

Smell the words.

Yunhai smiled bitterly.

Money?

The poor are left with money. Care about your little money? Even if 1.8 million yuan is thrown on the ground, people may not be willing to stoop to pick it up. Yunhai has to say, "it's not a matter of money. He's not short of money."

"No lack of money?"

Bi Bingzhang frowned.

"Well." The sea of clouds nodded hard.

Other people's things.

You can't start the price.

"What about your painting, 300000." Bi Bingzhang aimed at the picture on the wall.

The sea of clouds shakes its head. "Sorry."

"Five hundred thousand."

"It's not about money, I like it, and I dare not sell his paintings." Yunhai shakes his head firmly, let alone 500000 yuan. He dare not sell Tang Qing's paintings for five million yuan.

Otherwise.

I have no face to ask for advice.

This relationship.

He didn't want to lose.

China's richest man, Tang trillion, is that what ordinary people can know?

“。。。”

Bi Bingzhang is speechless.

A living painter, a painting of several hundred thousand is very high. Everyone knows that only after death can the painting be high, because it's easy to fry, "is it so mysterious? Who is in Shanghai? "

"Yes."

"Very rich?"

"Very rich."

"How rich?"

"Well... If you have more money, you can see all the mountains. " Cloud sea thought of Tang Qing's worth, but also a little dizzy brain. At a glance, the mountain is small, which is the true portrayal of Tang Qing today.

A glimpse of the mountains?

That should be very rich.

But Bi Bingzhang wanted to break his head. He didn't figure out who it was. He wasn't from Shanghai. He had heard about the rich people here, but he didn't even know the right number one. "What do you want to say?"

Bi Bingzhang said with a wry smile.

"I dare not say." The sea of clouds shakes its head.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll disturb others. My status is low. I dare to use his technique with his permission. He's not an insider. He just needs to make love. Moreover, he has reached the top."

“。。。”

You are going to blow into the sky.

"All right. If you don't say it, you're still so old-fashioned. " Bi Bingzhang is helpless.

"I can't help it. I'm afraid."

The sea of clouds laughs bitterly.

"He can't eat people."

“。。。”

After dinner.

The two men walked outside and exchanged painting skills.

Five in the afternoon.

"I will arrange that with the painting association."

"Thank you, bilao."

Identity.

It's very important in this line.

"It's your own skill. Don't you want to say it?"

"I dare not."

"Well, it will come out one day."

"But I dare not do" thank you, bilaoren. "

I'm done talking.

Bi Bingzhang left, feeling a little depressed. I thought I could explore the founder of this school and exchange some information. I didn't expect that I didn't know any useful information, just one thing.

This master.

Not bad money.