Chapter 332 The Boy of the Old Su Family Is Not Ordinary!

nbsp; "My God! This painting is so valuable? Why didn't Su Lin tell the two of us?"

Su Guorong, who was shocked, blamed Su Lin for not telling his husband and wife that such a precious painting is just hanging in the living room. What if it is damaged or stolen?

"Guo Rong! You really need to take good care of this old Tang painting.

Liang Guoping sighed and said, "If I had such a painting, I would definitely hide it tightly and would not dare to show it easily. Guorong, do you know the position of Mr. Tang in our Chinese painting circle? A well-known domestic artist It can be said that most of the painters are disciples of Mr. Tang. Even I have listened to Mr. Tang’s lectures at the zhōng yāng Academy of Fine Arts. If those great painters and collectors know that your family has the works of Mr. Tang, it is estimated that Don't think about peace in your family. They are not as easy to pass as I am, and it is estimated that one by one will buy this painting at a high price that you cannot refuse. This painting, if you listen to me, you must not sell it, keep it It's a family heirloom."

"Yes yes yes ... what the old chief said is. Our family will keep this painting well. Wait, I will call our family Aizhen to come over and ask her to hide this painting well, it is worthwhile. Millions of paintings don't dare to hang in the living room like this anymore."

Having said that, Su Guorong hurriedly shouted towards the yard and called his wife Liu Aizhen in, "Aizhen, Aizhen, come in quickly."

"What's wrong? Lao Su, I'm busy greeting guests!"

Mother Su Liu Aizhen walked into the room reluctantly and said with a pouted lip. Just now, she was bragging about her son with a few petites when she was interrupted by her husband Su Guorong.

"Come in, this is a painting sent by Mayor Fang's mother. Hurry up and hide it. Don't hang it in the living room again." Su Guorong stepped on the stool, took down this oil painting, and handed it over. For his wife Liu Aizhen, let her hide it well.

"What's wrong? Lao Su? This is a good painting, I think it's very stylish to hang in the living room. Why don't you let it hang?" Liu Aizhen took the oil painting and asked curiously.

"Of course it's stylish to hang it, oil paintings worth millions, can you not be stylish?"

Su Guorong said, "The old chief told me just now that each of Tang Lao's paintings is worth millions, and this one is Tang Lao's sealed painting, so it is even more valuable. Six million."

"What? Lao Su, I...I I I...I heard right? You mean...you mean this painting is worth five or six million? This...Isn't it possible? If this painting is like this It's valuable, why didn't you tell us that little brat?"

Liu Aizhen was a little frightened. A painting was worth millions, but it could only be seen on TV! Why did she let herself meet today, Liu Aizhen felt that her heart was about to jump out, and the hand holding the oil painting trembled a little, it was five or six million! Enough for my family to do nothing, eat and drink for many years. Not to mention anything else, just sell the painting for five or six million, and store it in the bank. The interest is enough for a family to spend every year.

"Perhaps, Su Lin also doesn't know the value of this painting!"

The old chief Liang Guoping next to him smiled and said to Liu Aizhen, "Aizhen, you have given birth to a good son! By the way, when you came to see Guorong in the company, I was very impressed with you. You But it's a good dish! A few days after you came to the company, the army's cooks were scolded by the soldiers half to death. Are the fried dishes eaten by humans? Haha!"

"Old Chief, you have passed the prize."

Liu Aizhen lowered her head, then placed the painting in her hand carefully, suddenly remembered something, and whispered to her husband Su Guorong, "Old Su, then...isn't there still a painting on the wall behind the TV? Is it an oil painting? Didn’t Xiaolin say that the painting was painted by a disciple of Lao Tang? Maybe it is not as valuable as Lao Tang’s painting. Your old boss knows painting so well, so let the old boss see it. How much is it worth?"

Now, Liu Aizhen's eyes are full of ￥￥ symbols, and she is extremely excited! Just such an oil painting can be worth so much money, five or six million! It's just like a dream, with these five or six million, why are the two of them working so hard? His son, Su Lin, goes to college, and he doesn't even have to worry about the money to get married and buy a house in the future.

Liu Aizhen thinks this way, but it doesn't mean that she will really sell this painting. But with this painting, at least it is a very wealthy family. If there is any difficulty or last resort in the family, with the value of this painting sitting in the town, there will be no despair or panic. It can be said that this painting is now a treasure of the town in Liu Aizhen's eyes.

A painting is so valuable, Liu Aizhen remembered that her son Su Lin brought back two paintings the day before yesterday. One is Tang Lao's painting, and the other is Tang's disciple's painting. In Liu Aizhen's opinion, the disciple's painting is definitely not as famous and valuable as the teacher's. However, the master's paintings are so famous and valuable, it is estimated that the disciple's paintings will not be too bad.

Liu Aizhen thinks so! The painting of this old disciple of Tang may not be worth five or six million as much as this one, so there must be several hundred thousand, right? Tang Lao's paintings are full of affection and high value. They can be kept as treasures of the family and passed on to their own descendants in the future, and they will not be easily sold. However, this painting by the old disciple of Tang is another matter. One family heirloom is enough. For this other painting, Liu Aizhen has already made a small calculation in her heart, whether she can ask the old master who understands the painting to help sell it to those collectors.

Liu Aizhen, who doesn't know how to paint, actually thinks that these paintings are a waste of money in her own home. It's better to exchange them with those collectors who know how to paint for red renminbi. Therefore, after calming down for a while, Liu Aizhen asked her husband Su Guorong to ask the old leader in a low voice, how much is this other old Tang painting worth?

"Another painting?"

Because the living room of Su's house is separated from left to right, the portrait of ** hangs on the raised concrete pillar in the middle, the painting of Tang Lao just now is on the left, and the one on the right is "The Train is Coming" by Liu Yizhi. because of the obstructed view. Liang Guoping, who had been watching Tang Lao's paintings just now, had been standing near the door and didn't notice the "Train is Coming" at the back.

Now that Su Guorong mentioned it like this, Liang Guoping became curious, walked over and said, "The other painting was painted by Mr. Tang's disciple? I don't know who is an oil painter? But the works of domestic oil painters The value of the painting is still limited. If it is a traditional Chinese painting, the estimate may be higher. If it is an oil painting, it should not be as good as this painting by Tang Lao, let me take a look..."

Only halfway through his words, Liang Guoping, who walked over and saw this "The Train Is Coming", was immediately stunned, his mouth widened, his eyes widened, and he was speechless.

"Old Chief! Old Chief...you...what's the matter with you?"

Su Guorong was also taken aback when he saw his old chief Liang Guoping's appearance, and hurriedly asked.

"Lao Su, isn't it... Is this painting not very valuable?" Liu Aizhen also asked weakly, and then comforted herself, "It's okay, even if it's not valuable, let's hang it in the living room by ourselves. It's also very imposing. But this time, the position on the left is empty again, Lao Su, do you think it's better to put up "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping Map" or "The Ten Great Marshals of the Founding of the People's Republic of China"?"

"This...this...this is "The Train is Coming"..."

At this time, the old chief Liang Guoping, who was stunned for a moment, was so amazed that he was almost unable to say a complete sentence.

"A train is coming?" Liu Aizhen answered strangely, pointing to the train track on the oil painting, "Old Chief, this painting is a train! That's right! The train is coming!"

"No... No... I mean, I mean the name of this painting is "The Train is Coming", isn't it?" Taking a deep breath, the shocked old chief Liang Guoping continued, "I see! I got it! This is the work of Master Liu Yizhi, the most proud student of Tang Lao! This year's "The Train is Coming" won the Vienna Oil Painting Gold Award in Europe! It turned out to be this painting, it's the real thing! It's the real thing! It's just This one! I didn't expect, I didn't expect Liang Guoping to see the real work of this painting with my own eyes! This is the pride of our Chinese oil painting in the European painting circle!"

The old chief Liang Guoping was crying and laughing like a madman. He pointed at this painting and kept talking.

This appearance, on the contrary, made Su Guorong and Liu Aizhen look at each other, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Old Su, what's the matter with the... old chief? Does this... does it mean that this painting is... also worth a lot of money?"

Liu Aizhen did not know the significance of the European Vienna Oil Painting Gold Award, nor did she know the significance of this painting as a breakthrough in the history of Chinese oil painting. However, from the attitude of her old chief Liang Guoping, it can be preliminarily concluded that this painting is probably quite valuable.

"Worth? Aizhen! This painting can no longer be described as valuable. Do you know how much the big European collectors charged for this painting?"

After all, Liang Guoping was also a member of the Liang family. After a short period of gaffe, he returned to normal. He calmed down and pointed out five fingers to the Su Guorong couple and said, "Fifty million! Fifty million dollars. Ah! Guorong, Aizhen! The value of this painting is far more than that! This is Liu Yizhi's famous masterpiece, and it will definitely increase in the future, even hundreds of millions of dollars!"

"What? Fifty million? It's still dollars! My God! Old Su, I... I am... I am not dreaming! This painting is... really worth so much?"

Liu Aizhen was out of breath and sat down on the sofa at home. The stimulation was too great. Just such a painting is actually worth 50 million yuan, which is still US dollars, which is 300 million yuan according to the current exchange rate of US dollars and renminbi! Just such a painting is worth 300 million RMB, which makes Liu Aizhen a little unacceptable! This is even more incredible than winning the five million double-ball jackpot.

"This painting is worth 50 million US dollars? How can Xiao Lin accept such a generous gift from others? If it doesn't work, I have to call Xiao Lin in."

Unlike Liu Aizhen, Su Guorong felt that his family could not bear such a heavy blessing. Su Lin only saved Tang Lao once, and Su Guorong already felt that he was grateful for this oil painting of Tang Lao. Not to mention this Liu Yizhi's "A Train Is Coming", which is worth 50 million US dollars.

This is the valuation that his old chief himself said. Based on Su Guorong's understanding of his old chief Liang Guoping, what he said, the value will only be higher and not lower. After receiving a painting worth 300 million RMB, Su Guorong didn't make it clear to his husband and wife. Su Guorong was a little angry, and when he walked into the yard, he dragged Su Lin in.

"Dad! What's the matter? What are you doing with me?"

Su Lin was in the yard, just when Li Hao and a few classmates came. He was talking and laughing when his father, Su Guorong, grabbed his ears and pulled him into the room.

"What's the matter? Xiaolin, tell me, how much is this oil painting worth?" Su Guorong actually pointed to the painting of Tang Lao on the sofa, questioned Su Lin, and then pointed to the painting on the wall. That one of Liu Yizhi's "The Train Is Coming" asked, "And this one, tell me, how much is it worth? How long are you going to hide from your parents?"

"Dad, are you making a fuss? These two paintings are a little gift from Yanran's grandmother and her disciples. The affection is more important. As for the value of the painting itself, you should not take it too seriously. It's not worth much. of."

Su Lin hadn't seen Liang Guoping, the old leader of his father, whose back was to him, so he felt that his father might not know the true value of these two paintings. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Liang Guoping, the old leader behind him, laughing and joking: "Xiao Su! It's a good thing and a bad thing for you to hide from your parents. Fortunately, it won't disturb your parents' daily life. Life, in fact, if this painting is measured by this kind of money, it is vulgar. So it is better to hide the truth from your parents and let them know the true value of these two paintings. , You asked your parents to openly hang such a precious painting in the living room, isn't this a thief? If there is a loss, it will not be worth it. "

"Who are you? Uncle Liang, my father's old chief?"

From the military uniform of the other party and the characteristics of knowing oil painting, Su Lin knew that the soldier in front of him was the old commander of his father's army in the past, and now the commander of the group army of the Fujian Military Region, Liang Guoping. Seeing that his little trick was dismantled by Liang Guoping, he had to pat his head and confessed to his parents: "Parents, in fact, these two paintings, don't look at their market prices. You should look at their art more. Value, this painting is the work of Yanran's grandma, and it is the moment when I rescued her that day. It is very valuable. It is estimated that this painting will be valued at five or six million in the market! But as long as we If you don't take this painting out, none of those collectors will know that Grandma Yanran has painted such a painting. As for this painting, it is a little troublesome. It has already gained a reputation in the international painting circle, and those in Europe Big collectors are eager for this painting. They offered a price of nearly 300 million yuan, but this painting cannot be sold to them. This is the pride of our Chinese painters, and it can make those oil paintings in Europe mainstream. The players of the game recognize our status as Chinese painters, and this painting is indispensable, Uncle Liang, are you right?"

"Xiao Su! I didn't expect you and I to think of going together. Indeed, these two paintings are rare. This "The Train Is Coming" is even more valuable, and there is that painting by Mr. Tang, Uncle Liang. I feel greedy when I see it. You have to talk to your parents, you must take a good look at these two paintings, you can't lose anything! However, you have this insight at a young age, and you can let Liu Yizhi take this picture. It's not easy to give you a priceless piece of "The Train Is Coming"! I'm afraid it's not just because you saved Old Tang, right?"

Jiang was still old and hot, and Liang Guoping saw at a glance that there must be a story in it. With a pair of deep eyes, he stared at Su Lin with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He always felt that this kid from the old Su family was unusual! (To be continued.)