Chapter 1087： 1087 Life Value

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"Grandpa Qi, these are your works?"

At the invitation of Qi Feihong, Yang Ning and Hua Xiyun came to his house. Compared with the Yang family and the Hua family, Qi Feihong’s residence was relatively narrow, and even the back courtyard was not spacious. If the Yang family followed The Hua family can be regarded as a large garden, so Qi Feihong's courtyard is at most a small garden that can plant flowers.

Looking at the walls covered with all kinds of paintings and calligraphy, Yang Ning's eyes lit up, because most of them here emit a faint green light, and there are a few more, which have reached excellent quality!

This is entirely based on technology, not the excellent quality of the years! One can imagine how amazing Qi Feihong's painting is!

Before Qi Feihong spoke, Hua Xiyun explained with a smile: "They are all Grandpa Qi's paintings, but these are not his best works. Good works are all stored in the study."

After finishing talking, Hua Xiyun sticks to Qi Feihong and said: "Grandpa Qi, let us go to the study room to see your masterpieces."

"You are getting married, and it's the same as before." Qi Feihong smiled and ridiculed.

Hua Xiyun was said by Qi Feihong, his face suddenly turned red, and it seemed a bit shy. He immediately turned around and ran towards a locked door.

"Yo, after so many years, do you still know where I hid the key?" Qi Feihong smiled with a smile when he saw Hua Xiyun taking the key out of a cabinet with ease.

"That's Grandpa Qi. You're in trouble and don't want to change places." Hua Xiyun said with a smile, opening the door.

With a squeak, the door was pushed open. Yang Ning helped Qi Feihong into the room and looked at it. There was no clutter in it. Instead, it was kept organized, and even the dust on the table could not be found.

"Look, these are Grandpa Qi's works." Hua Xiyun opened the drawer and moved seven or eight volumes of paintings from inside.

Yang Ning's eyes light up, because these paintings exude a rich turquoise color, and the valuation of each piece has reached hundreds of thousands, even millions.

"Grandpa Qi, can you discuss something with you?" Yang Ning said suddenly.

"Xiao Yang, you have nothing to say." Qi Feihong looked at the paintings unfolded by Hua Xiyun, showing nostalgia, and nodded with a smile.

"This is the case. I plan to set up a private museum, but you also know that the core thing of the museum is works for tourists to appreciate. I currently lack these." Yang Ning smiled awkwardly, which is indeed It was a temporary intent, and his relationship with Qi Feihong can only be regarded as the friendship of Pingshui. It was a bit unnatural to make this request without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Qi Feihong didn't show displeasure. On the contrary, he laughed and said: "It turns out that you are talking about this, no problem. My paintings are not worth much money. They are all spiritual. Make it, barely satisfactory, if you can see it and think it’s not shameful to put it in your museum, just take it."

"Grandpa Qi, your paintings are all treasures, better than many masters' paintings," Yang Ning corrected seriously.

Qi Feihong smiled at Yang Ning, and then said: "Xiao Yang, you don't need to deliberately praise me these paintings, actually..."

"Grandpa Qi." At this time, Hua Xiyun came over with a smile: "There are not many paintings that can be recognized by him. His eyes are poisonous. He also made a national treasure back yesterday. No one knows the goods. He just looks at it. A glance."

"Really? National treasure?" Qi Feihong immediately became interested.

Hua Xiyun smiled and explained the charity auction held at the Wangfu Hotel yesterday, focusing on the painting, which made Qi Feihong excited and stopped talking from time to time.

Yang Ning and Hua Xiyun naturally saw that the old man's thoughts did not require Qi Feihong to speak, so he invited Qi Feihong to Hua's house to visit the treasure.

"Good, good, good!"

Looking at the painting in front of him, feeling the mood of the words above, Qi Feihong smiled with satisfaction: "I really did not expect that there are such strange people in the world. If it can be circulated as early as possible, I am not sure. Today's art world has long been It was earthshaking."

After a pause, Qi Feihong praised: "This is simply awe-inspiring." After he finished, he pointed to the painting carefully closed by Hua Xiyun and couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Yang, this painting will also be put in Is that your museum?"

"Of course, but also the treasure of the town hall at the bottom of the box." Yang Ning nodded with a smile.

"Oh, wouldn't my paintings be put out, this would make people read jokes." Qi Feihong shook his head with emotion.

"Grandpa Qi, don't be arrogant, your works are excellent, they are on the market, and the worst can sell millions," Yang Ning said seriously.

"Really? Really, can it really sell for millions?"

Qi Feihong was obviously embarrassed by what Yang Ning said. It was not that he cared about money, but he did not expect that his works could have such value. In his view, the size of value directly measures the level of his paintings.

Hua Xiyun on the side was also surprised. Obviously, she did not expect that Yang Fei concluded that Qi Feihong’s paintings were of such high value. She chose to believe in Yang Ning because she knew that Yang Ning did not need to deal with this kind of problem. To cheat Qi Feihong, there is no need to deliberately please.

This is also because of Yang Ning's own strength and status.

Looking at the several works from his hand in front of him, Qi Feihong pondered for a moment, as if he had made a decision, and said seriously: "Xiao Yang, how long will it be before your museum opens?"

"Wu Ge said, considering the huge amount of engineering, the whole project will be divided into three phases. And after the first phase is completed, it can be opened first and enter the trial camp phase, about a year or so." Yang Ning thought. .

"One year..."

Qi Feihong murmured, for a while, he nodded: "In this way, I strive to paint more satisfactory works in this year, as long as you don't dislike it."

"Thank you, Grandpa Qi, how could I despise your work, and when the time comes, I will definitely arrange a gallery for you separately so that your work can be recognized at home and abroad." Yang Ning said seriously.

Qi Feihong left, with a passion of enthusiasm. At this moment, he seemed to be suddenly younger than a teenager. He was originally a sparse old man. He was lonely all his life. He also broke his thoughts and life early. For him, this is not all. He used to be more enchanted in painting and calligraphy, nurturing the world and waiting for death.

But now, his life finally has a goal again. At this moment, he is extremely happy, and his mood is like a playful child.

"Thank you." Looking at Qi Feihong's radiant eyes, Hua Xiyun took Yang Ning's hand when he returned.

"Tell me anything, thank you, sister Yun, we are a family." Yang Ning hugged Hua Xiyun gently.

"Well, a family, I won't say it anymore." Hua Xiyun's eyes were flushed, and she reached out and hugged Yang Ning.

At the moment, the living room was very quiet, and the two did not speak. They were both feeling the heartbeat of each other, enjoying the silence at this moment.

"Oh, Mahle is in town, Baoye, I...cough...I, I didn't mean it, I didn't see anything, you continue..."

Hua Baoshan's voice sounded very untimely, and broke the spirit of Yang Ning and Hua Xiyun.

Hua Xiyun slightly shyly broke free from Yang Ning's arms, then, pointing to Hua Baoshan, shouted: "Come back! Immediately!"