Chapter 30
"Amazing! Awe-inspiring!

Mr. Liu's achievements in sculpture are definitely more powerful than the legend!

It has integrated the characteristics of Chinese and Western sculptures, and claims to be a school!
This is the originator of the mountain!

If it were me, I would be reluctant to send them away! "Ma Du loudly vented his emotions in a very exaggerated tone.

It can be seen that he really likes it, and his eyes can't wait to grow on the sculpture.

However, perhaps due to the influence of later generations, Zhang Junping always felt that there was deep disappointment in Ma Du's eyes.

It is probably disappointing that such a beautiful work of art that is handed down to the world is not his, and there is no way to miss it.

No matter what kind of thoughts Ma has, Zhang Junping still agrees with his evaluation of the old lady's skills, "Master's sculptures incorporate Western portraits, both skin and clothes are very realistic, but the eyes and appearance are more than the same. Western sculptures are a bit more agile and more expressive.

Such a skill, I am afraid I will never be able to achieve it! "

"Famous teachers produce great apprentices, I believe you will reach this level one day!

Brother, one day, don't pretend that you don't know your brother!

Brother is still bragging at you! "

"How could it be! Although I have only met Brother Ma for the second time, it feels like we have known many old friends!"

Zhang Junping said with a smile in his heart, but he has known each other for many years, and he grew up listening to old horses bragging since he was a child.

"Oh! Brother, you are so right!

I feel the same way, as soon as I see you, I feel like a long-lost brother, you know, that kind of kiss from the heart!

From now on, you will be my brother, Ma Weidu, if you have something to say, just talk!

My old horse is in Beijing Sijiucheng and I still have some face! Ma Du was even more exaggerated, hugged Zhang Junping and patted Zhang Junping on the back.

This old horse is not bragging. As a military compound, the old horse still has some connections in the capital.

Lao Ma's father, who used to be a teacher, later joined the army and fought in the Battle of Menglianggu, from the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression to the War of Liberation.

Such a resume, such a background, in the 80s, Lao Ma was absolutely awesome.

After visiting the works of the old lady, Zhang Junping took Ma Du to another collection to visit the works of art collected by the old lady.

There are many calligraphy and paintings of modern painters and calligraphers in this collection, such as Xu Beihong's horses, Fu Baoshi's landscape paintings, Qi Baishi's shrimps, Zhang Daqian's pictures of ladies and fans, and Guo Moruo and Xie Zhiliu's characters.

There are also many collections of clay sculptures, wood carvings, root carvings, jade carvings, and Western stone carvings.

The collections in this collection are very complex, and there are various categories.

However, any of the collections in this collection can be put into later generations, and people can live a prosperous life.

Ma Du's eyes turned red.

"Okay, don't look at it, it's too much for your eyes!

These works of art, you will never be yours! "Zhang Junping patted Ma Du's shoulder funny.

He completely forgot that when he first entered this collection, he was even more unbearable than a horse.

After all, Ma knows that these calligraphy and paintings are valuable, and they don't know how much these calligraphy and paintings have been fired in later generations.

If you have to calculate it in terms of money, the hundreds of works of art in this room are worth at least tens of billions.

"Alas! Brother, I regret it now!"

"Come on! What do you regret?
It's an eye-opener when you visit the Palace Museum!
There are more good things in there, can you still get them home?

If you really like it, let's go to the old yard together another day! "

Zhang Junping knows Ma Du's character, and when he sees something good, he wants to go home.

Later generations say that they don't collect calligraphy and painting works. It's not that they don't like them. It's purely because the calligraphy and painting works are not easy to preserve, and they are not suitable to be taken out frequently.

In the early days, there were many collections of calligraphy and painting works.

Otherwise, where did he get the money to build a museum and a collection?
This also shows that Ma Du is a shrewd person, likes antiques, but not obsessed, and has his own clear understanding.

Collectors are most afraid of being obsessed. Once people are obsessed, their minds will not be clear. This is a taboo for collectors.

Zhang Junping took Ma Du to his small studio to wake him up for a while.

But when he entered Zhang Junping's studio, Ma was even less sober.

"Brother, you said before that your master gave the task, shouldn't it be these furniture?"

"Yeah! Master let me study all the furniture, repair the furniture, and write a paper that she approved before allowing me to study sculpture!"

"Brother, no! Brother! You are my brother!
So what, I don't care about your master's collections. After these furniture are repaired, you can exchange a few pieces!
Not too much, enough to decorate a room! "Ma Du grabbed Zhang Junping's hand, and even shouted for his brother for the furniture.

Zhang Junping was almost relieved by Ma Du, but he really dared to speak.

What Ma Du wants is definitely not walnut or elm furniture, and the last thing is old mahogany.

Although there are many furniture here, there are only twenty or thirty pieces of old mahogany, lobular red sandalwood, golden silk nan, Hainan huanghuali, and ebony.

To set up a room, at least six or seven pieces of furniture are required.

"Brother Zhang, tell me how much it is, and I promise not to bargain!" Ma Du was afraid that Zhang Junping would not agree, so he immediately compensated.

"Really? I can say how much?" Zhang Junping looked at Ma Du playfully.

Now Ma Du is not the tens of billions worth of Ma bosses in later generations.

It is estimated that the entire value of Madu at this meeting is not worth 500 yuan, and this is still including the value of his bicycle.

Seeing Zhang Junping's eyes, Ma Du immediately wilted and smiled shyly, "That, Brother Zhang, you know, I just came back from the educated youth, and I only joined the Youth Literature Magazine this year. This hand..."

Just as Zhang Junping was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of something, and then said to Ma Du with a smile: "Actually, it's not impossible to give you a set of furniture!

Forget the lobular red sandalwood, Hainan huanghuali, and golden nanmu, I can give you a set of old mahogany furniture!

Ming Dynasty, Qing Dynasty as you choose! "Zhang Junping said, groping his chin.

The scientific name of old redwood is Cochin rosewood, the southern custom is called Siamese rosewood, and the northern custom is called old redwood.

"Brother Zhang, just say it! What do you want me to do?

As long as I don't break the law or violate my moral conscience, I'll give my life and do it! "Ma Du immediately heard that Zhang Junping had something for him to do, and immediately clapped his badge and assured him impassively.

"It's not really a big deal!
That is, my brother plans to settle down in Beijing after graduation, thinking of opening a studio!

This does not find a place, very suitable for a studio!
If you can buy it for me, then I will give you a set of old mahogany furniture for free! "Zhang Junping smiled and said his request.

"Brother Zhang, which unit's house are you looking for?"

Ma Du has already woken up, and he did not answer blindly, but asked cautiously.

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