"Can I take a closer look at it?"
"Of course..."
After the middle-aged man took the hideous Rakshasa mask, it fell down unnaturally for a moment.
The mask was about 50 centimeters long and made of solid wood. It was really heavy.
The rich and gorgeous oil paint made the abstract talisman look even more powerful. The polished wood made the surface of the mask, which was supposed to be rough, look as smooth as talcum. When touched, it had a unique jade-like glossy feeling.
"I don't have that much cash with me. Can I swipe my card here?"
"Pfft..."
Lan Jin almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What? You bought it? Look at it again! It's 500 dollars!
That's why it's scary to be uncultured. As early as the Yellow River culture, one of the representatives of Han culture, the Nuo Opera, an intangible cultural heritage, only costs 500 US dollars. So what?
But Lan Jin was the child of a businessman. When Teacher Tong Tong brought him the mask, the manufacturer only needed 30 US dollars to make one mask. If the quantity was large, the price could be negotiated.
Qin Guan didn't rush to swipe his card for the middle-aged man. Instead, he explained calmly, "Actually, we will open tomorrow. You seem to know a lot about art."
"Are you an art agent, a member of an art foundation, or the owner of a private gallery?"
The middle-aged man was stunned. He looked up at the Asian boy carefully.
He had clear eyebrows and looked like a gentleman.
Suddenly, he took off his cashmere hat and asked Cong Nianwei where to put it.
Cong Nianwei took it and hung it in the cloakroom behind the cashier's desk, along with the man's coat.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Rennais, and I'm the owner of a C-level gallery chain. Since we're both in Los Angeles, I'm also a private art donor.
Of course, if the price is right, I don't mind being an art agent. "
Don't. With your net worth, how much face do you need to have to be a manager for you to take a liking to him? Even the value of the artwork couldn't be just 500 USD.
Qin Guan didn't raise his eyelids because of the man's identity. He was the client now, and Qin Guan had already figured out the man's background.
Unlike the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, only the most traditional paintings and works of world-famous artists were displayed there. They would only publish and print those works, but would never hold a modern exhibition.
The Asian Art Museum in Los Angeles, California, was a famous museum of miscellaneous history. It exhibited paintings by famous Chinese artists throughout the ages. What was more exaggerated was that it included sculptures, stone carvings, furniture, and clothing.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was obsessed with Chinese history and art.
Renai, a Californian art dealer, was also influenced by the local art market. Coming to New York this time was the right decision. The Chelsea market really had its rich historical heritage and gave him such a big surprise.
"Then you can take a break on the rattan chair over there. You might not even have seen the artwork that I'm about to take out."
Renai nodded. As Qin Guan had said, he had never seen the first art in the Beauty of the World store.
Cong Nianwei was busy. Lan Jin was no longer lying on the chair. He was digging hard at the cotton in the box, as if he had seen a huge business opportunity.
Money, it was all money!
"This is the Beach New Year Painting, an art style that has been popular since the end of the Ming Dynasty in China. Its colorful colors and simple, easy-to-understand narrative style are accepted by the common people.
It is a tradition in China to buy New Year Paintings, just like the customized oil paintings in the B-grade galleries. They are a favorite of Chinese women. "
"Oh, by the way..." Cong Nianwei took out a square wooden board wrapped in a thick plastic film and held it in front of Renai.
"This is another way of displaying Chinese painting styles. Wooden New Year Paintings are carved using wood as a medium for printing. It's a more three-dimensional work of art."
"It has a history of more than a thousand years. That's amazing. You've bought an engraving plate, which means you've bought an original print. Cong Nianwei, show Mr. Renai."
"Okay!"
Cong Nianwei dipped the brush in ink and carefully soaked the upper layer of the wooden New Year's painting with oil paint. It was a piece of absorbent Xuan paper the size of a wooden board.
She covered it with the paper. In less than a quarter of an hour, Cong Nianwei peeled the paper off the wooden board.
A beautiful New Year Painting of the Three Stars of Fortune, Fortune and Longevity appeared in front of Renai.
For the first time, Rennais, who had always been elegant, gentle, and calm, had a surprised expression on his face.
Foreign oil paintings required a lot of effort. A painting could take years to finish.
As for the wooden New Year's painting in front of him, oh my god, it was simply a meticulous custom-made painting. It was also filled with an exotic charm. This was the favorite of the customers of the B-class galleries.
Now, Rennais no longer cared about his self-proclaimed artistic temperament. He directly turned into a businessman. He pointed at the major categories of art and stated his conditions.
"How many paintings do you have in your store? I think we can sit down and talk about it. "
"Not much," Qin Guan said casually. "There's only one plate of the wooden New Year's painting, and it's in your hands. There are 20 finished products and 10 beachhead New Year's paintings. Plus the mask you like, you can have all 5,500 dollars."
"Pfft …" Lan Jin spat out another mouthful of blood.
Lan Jin, who was cleaning up the trash, almost fell into the box when he heard the price.
You are lying, Qin Guan! It's just a piece of wood!
Rennais and Qin Guan reached an agreement on the price of the three works of art. Finally, Rennais left the small gallery reluctantly.
The Chinese guy is not simple. He wants to enter the American art market with a large number of Chinese works. It seems that he has the ambition to build his store into a C art palace.
(There are three types of galleries: A sells original paintings, B sells prints and frames, and C sells paintings, furniture, jewelry and antiques. Most of them are members of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. They are very professional and have a great influence in the local area. B is a lower level. It sells prints by famous artists and sells at a price that is popular with the general public. C focuses on art works, but has a wider range of content.)
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