Cultured chefs were not afraid of good chefs, but good knife skills. Moreover, Yuan Zhou's skills were out of this world.
"This … How much capital does the Christie Auction House have to offer to auction off this grade of sculpture?"
This was the fat businessman's first reaction. Then he realized that the auction house had never said that it was a free auction. To put it bluntly, it was their own idea.
"It seems that Wu's painting was indeed created according to this sculpture. That's why they are auctioned together. The two works of art are a whole. I'm especially surprised by the sculpture. It's so small, but it can be so exquisite."
"By the way, is it necessary to be a master chef nowadays?" The collector thought that after the auction, he should ask the Western chef he knew if he could do it.
The Western chef:??? You're dreaming.
"I have the urge to bid for it. Although Yuan Zhou's sculpture has not been sold in the market, and the price is certainly not as high as Wu's painting, the two works of art are unique. They have a story and artistic value. It will definitely be profitable." Barb's shrewd eyes turned, planning to bid later.
"You don't know what sculpture is. It's a waste in your hands. It's more important to put it in my collection. I'll come later," the collector said.
"Do you have as much money as I do in your small collection?" The fat businessman said that he wanted to fight ten people.
The Collector was so angry that his whole body was trembling. This was really, how could art be tainted with money? Smelling of money was an insult to the works of art.
The big capitalists who had completely regarded Yuan Zhou's sculpture as a free auction also changed their minds. Who wouldn't like something that could make money? Moreover, the artistic value was high even for laymen.
"Well, since everyone has finished admiring the works of the two masters, now the bidding begins. The base price is 10 million euros, and each increase is no less than 500,000 euros." The host saw that everyone wanted to continue the auction, so he immediately struck while the iron was hot and started the bidding.
Generally speaking, the viewing time was ten minutes.
"10.5 million."
As soon as the host's voice fell, a collector hurriedly shouted.
After a few seconds of silence, there was immediately a series of bidding voices.
"11 million."
"12.5 million."
"15 million."
…
The atmosphere suddenly became lively. Several painters, led by Leeuwenhoek, started to bid. Their purpose was to buy the painting and the statue for research.
But when the price rose to around 20 million euros, the artists stopped.
Then, the collectors raised the price to 30 million euros, which was equivalent to more than 200 million yuan. It was so terrifying that people didn't even dare to get off their horses to fight.
If there were only collectors present, perhaps the price could still be won. However, there were many big shots present, such as the fat merchant. They only started bidding when the price reached 35 million.
"36 million!"
"36.5 million!"
"37 million!"
When the bid broke 40 million, the auction paused for a short while. It was only when the host was about to drop the gavel for the third time that someone made a bid.
As the price rose to 40 million, most of the collectors stopped bidding. As the price continued to rise, the number of people bidding increased again.
When the price broke the threshold of 50 million euros, it gradually calmed down. After 55 million euros, there were fewer and fewer people bidding.
The final price was 60 million euros. Including the commission, the transaction price was 67.728 million euros. That's right, the auctioneer had to pay the commission. The commission was about 12.88%. Of course, there were some betting terms involved. For example, the commission would increase according to the price of the auction.
But in any case, the auction was very successful. It was more than 500 million yuan, which broke a record for the price of Wu Hai's painting.
"Phew, it still didn't surpass David Hockney's Portrait of the Artist." Zhou Xi sighed.
The Portrait of the Artist was auctioned on November 15, 2018. At that time, including the commission, the transaction price was more than 90 million dollars, or more than 600 million yuan. It was the most expensive painting among the artists in the world.
"But it doesn't matter. Eaves Wu is still young. He will definitely surpass it in the future. Besides, I remember Eaves Wu said that he would cooperate with Boss Yuan again." Zhou Xi said to himself.
David Hockney was the godfather of modern art in the UK. He was already in his seventies and eighties and enjoyed a high status. However, Wu Hai was only in his thirties and was at the peak of his creative career.
Back in China, Yuan Zhou didn't know that his sculpture was making waves in Italy. He also didn't know that he was about to make a small sum of money. He was now quietly studying ancient books. It was the pub time.
When the familiar ringtone rang, Yuan Zhou put down the ancient book and planned to drink some water and take a rest.
"Hello, Master Xu." Yuan Zhou looked at the name of the contact and immediately picked up the phone.
It was Master Xu who was the contractor of the warehouse renovation in Pi County. It had been more than half a month and the renovation was probably finished.
"Hello, Boss Yuan. The warehouse has been renovated according to your requirements. When do you have time to check it? If it's not suitable, you can correct it in time." Master Xu's deep voice passed from the other side of the phone.
"Then can I come and have a look at it at three o 'clock tomorrow afternoon?" Yuan Zhou calculated and decided to go and have a look the next day.
"Okay, see you then," Master Xu agreed readily.
"Looks like I'll be busy from now on. I just don't know if Xiao Ya will like it," Yuan Zhou murmured after hanging up the phone.
These two days, Yin Ya was on a business trip and wasn't in Chengdu at all. Naturally, she didn't have the chance to make dog food.
Thinking of Yin Ya, Yuan Zhou thought he could ask Yin Ya what she was doing now.
[Xiao Ya, are you done?] Yuan Zhou took out his phone and sent a message.
[Not yet. I have a video conference later. Blockhead, are you done? Pay attention to your rest. Don't study cooking all the time.] Yin Ya replied very quickly.
[I got it. Then you go on with your work. It's cold outside and wear more clothes. Let me know when you come back.] [I got it.
[Got it. You too. [I got it.]
Probably because she was really busy, Yin Ya didn't reply again after that.
Yuan Zhou rested for a while and continued to read the book. The title of the book was The Third Art of Cake. This was a new book that he had bought and started to read today.
"It's quite interesting."
Yuan Zhou was very interested in some of the things written in the book. He planned to start experimenting with new ideas after the warehouse was completely renovated.
At present, he had a well-known master ice sculptor in the country. When the news of the auction spread, he would become a world-famous master ice sculptor, then a carpenter. Soon, Yuan Zhou would have the world's best dessert chef.
No choice. Yuan Zhou was just a chef.
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