Rebirth of the Nine-Three Era

Chapter 0291 The income issue of painters

Xia Feng and the other three took the Yin Yuan car to the mountains to paint.

Liu Weibiao drove another car and followed him up Cuiwei Mountain.

Yin Yuan decided to paint the huanghuali tree on the edge of the cliff today. According to visual inspection, this tree is 300 years old.

He chose an angle, painted a background on the drawing board, and traced the outline with a single stroke.

At this time, he saw three villagers, carrying ropes around their waists and holding axes in their hands, walking towards the big tree on the edge of the cliff.

The three of them reached the foot of the tree and looked up at the tree, with expressions of joy on their faces.

Yin Yuan quickly sketched out the greedy and joyful expressions of several people.

A lumberjack even came to Yin Yuan to watch his painting.

"Lao Liu, this artist painted the scene where we looked up at the tree just now."

The other two people also came over out of curiosity.

Yin Yuan took out a pack of cigarettes and asked them to smoke.

"I'm going to draw that tree. Can you give me half an hour to draw it? Otherwise, if you chop it down, I won't be able to draw it."

The three of them smoked cigarettes and said, "Okay, let's stand next to you and watch you paint."

The three of them were all stout and strong, and looked at Yin Yuan's paintings with curious eyes.

Just now they tried to see three female painters painting, but they were rejected by the three of them.

They smelled strongly of sweat.

Yin Yuan kept painting and did not forget to chat with them.

“How many trees can you three chop down in a day?”

The young man with a mole on his face said: "How many more trees can be cut down? Three people can cut down three trees. They have to be responsible for dragging it to the foot of the mountain and cutting off the branches."

“How much does it cost to cut down a tree?”

"Not much, just 70 yuan for a tree."

Yin Yuan said: "You can do it. You can get a salary of 2000 yuan a month."

The young man with the mole said: "There may be trees cut down there every day, and ten days a month is considered good. It rains and it is impossible to cut down, and people dare not go up the mountain on cloudy days. Besides, there are fewer and fewer trees that are easy to cut down now." Yes, there used to be trees cut down along the road, but now there are no trees halfway up the mountain, and they can only be found at the top of the mountain."

Yin Yuan said: "In the past, the labor cost for cutting down trees on the roadside was only 30 yuan. Now you can cut down one tree for 70 yuan, and the labor price has doubled."

Another bald man said: "It used to be easy to cut down two trees a day on the roadside, but now it's so tiring to cut down one tree. The work is becoming more and more difficult."

Yin Yuan laughed and said, "It's like this in everything we do. We're not good at painting either. We have to climb to the top of a mountain just to paint a painting."

The three of them are also very interested in their career as painters.

"A painter is a famous person. He can earn tens of thousands for painting a painting, but it's not easy to do it. You can paint one painting a day, right?" said another fat man.

"It should be fine under normal circumstances."

Yin Yuan began to color the huanghuali tree in the picture. The mottled bark on the stems exuded a sense of vigor and sadness.

The man with the mole asked, "How much is your picture and this tree worth?"

Yin Yuan said: "Not necessarily. We painters painting trees are like chefs cooking vegetables. Whether they are delicious or valuable depends on other people's evaluations. We don't even know when we are painting.

The fat man asked in a different way: "I know that your painter's paintings have a lot to do with your fame. A famous painter may earn tens of thousands per painting, but a less famous painter may not."

Yin Yuan praised him: "Even though you are a wood chopper, you still know a lot about painting. That's it. Because I am a small painter and not famous, so if I can get a few hundred yuan for this painting, I will I am satisfied.”

The fat man also glanced at the three female painters in the distance and asked: "Are those three female painters famous painters? Just now, a few of us wanted to sneak a peek at their paintings, but they particularly disliked our appearance."

Yin Yuan said with a smile: "They are all famous painters, and so are the other men. If you go to watch while others are painting, they will be very disgusted, especially those of us in the same industry, because everyone has their own specialties. If you go and watch, people are afraid that you will secretly learn his painting skills."

The man with the mole said: "Then you don't know how?"

The bald man said: "You guys, you guys, ask you to learn, but you don't understand. Look, our hands are all calloused. They are only suitable for holding axes, but we can't hold paintbrushes."

Yin Yuan said: "Because I am not well-known, it doesn't matter if I show it to you. In fact, I used to be a miner and I also worked as a coolie."

The three of them felt that he was particularly kind.

Yin Yuan said: "You can go and chop it down, it won't affect my painting."

He reminded: "But there is still a certain risk in cutting down that tree. That tree grows on a cliff. How can you go down and cut it down? There is no place to stand on it?"

The bald man said: "Two of us tied ropes around our waists and lowered them from above, leaving one person on top to pull the pole on the top of the tree with a rope. When the two people below had almost cut down the root of the tree, they pushed the tree to one side. That’s it.”

Yin Yuan said: "You are in other places where it is easy to hide. This method is fine. But now you two are on the cliff in mid-air. You are afraid that the tree will suddenly fall to the side while you are cutting it down. In that case, you will be in danger. .”

The three of them thought he was right.

"It's better for you educated people to think about things more carefully. This matter is indeed risky. You need to think carefully about how to deal with it."

Another said: "If it doesn't work, let's find another tree. Don't lose your life by cutting down this tree."

"You put it lightly. We have been looking for a huanghuali tree that is over a hundred years old for so long, but this is the only one nearby. This tree should be two to three hundred years old..."

Yin Yuan saw that in addition to carrying axes, they also brought ropes, hoes and saws.

He pointed out to them: "The roots of this tree grow horizontally from the cliff next to it, and then grow upward. You only need to use a hoe to dig out part of the outer soil to expose the root part of the tree, use a saw to cut a hole from the bottom, and then cut it from the bottom." By sawing upwards and downwards, even if the tree falls, it will only fall outside the cliff and not hit anyone."

All three of them thought Yin Yuan's method worked.

The rope was tied to the trunk at the top of the tree, and the fat man stayed on top. The other two people climbed down from the top of the mountain with ropes tied to their waists.

They used a hoe to dig up some soil at the trunk of the tree. The two of them had a place to stand. They used a saw to make an opening at the bottom of the tree root and started sawing from the top.

Hearing the creaking of the trees, he shouted to the fat man to loosen the rope.

A huanghuali tree more than ten meters long fell to the bottom of the cliff.

The three of them found their way down the mountain.

Yin Yuan also asked them: "You just take the trunk and don't take the other branches?"

The fat man said: "This is how everyone cuts down trees. They cut off all the top branches and leaves, leaving only the stem."

He said: "The mountain owners will take back these branches and other things, because the huanghuali wood from these small branches will be collected by people from the pharmaceutical factory. In the past, the sales volume was higher than that of these old wood. In recent years, these old materials have become valuable. , it used to be worthless.”

The last shadow of the huanghuali tree standing proudly in the mountain forest was left on Yin Yuan's drawing board.

He depicts the rocky soil next to the tree with its roots tightly entwined into the soil of the cliff.

The color of the sky is painted darker, and there is an oppressive atmosphere around it.

During the lunch break, everyone gathered together to have some snacks.

Ye Tianlin said: "Xiao Yin can talk to everyone. You can also mingle with a few wood-cutting workers?"

Yin Yuan said: "It's all about living. There is no distinction between high and low as a person, and there is no profession."

Ye Tianlin's face turned red and she stopped saying anything.

Rest for a while and continue to finish the painting.

The next day, Yin Yuan found a wood purchasing point and drew a picture of workers loading wood into trucks.

Piles of huanghuali wood, workers are loading the wood onto trucks.

The timber dealer next to him took a wad of banknotes from someone's hand and narrowed his eyes.

On the third day, he painted a picture of a mountain with only tree stumps left. The countless tree stumps seemed to tell the story of the disappearance of a tree species.

The last two days are for self-introduction to my paintings over the past few days, from conception to completion, and what I want to express.

Divided into three groups for discussion, with 25 people in each group, the works of 7 painters were voted on, and the top three were awarded comprehensively on the last day.

Yin Yuan was not assigned to the same group as Chen Dongsheng and Yang Zhiguang from his own province. These two people were here in Shanya for a week, and they rarely talked together in their spare time.

Jealousy can distort a person's mentality. Yin Yuan didn't care about what they were painting, and of course they didn't care about the content of what he was painting.

He didn't want to deal with such narrow-minded people.

I didn’t discuss it with a few people who were painting mountain scenes together.

The more than 20 people there are all unfamiliar painters.

When it was Yin Yuan's turn to introduce his paintings, he told everyone the process of his thoughts.

The five pictures were placed together, and everyone's eyes lit up when they saw them.

It turns out that paintings can also impart certain thoughts and express certain profound themes.

Seven people's paintings were selected, and naturally his group painting received the highest score.

The next day, the works of twenty painters were hung in the exhibition hall. All the painters who participated in the creative meeting gave an appropriate score to the paintings they thought were worthy of recommendation.

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In the final comprehensive score, Yin Yuan's "The Disaster of Hainan Huanghuali" series of paintings actually got the highest score. 75 people voted, 73 of them voted 9 points, and 2 of them only voted 6 points, ranking first with a score of 669 points.

1 points higher than No. 19.

Yin Yuan knew that the two people who scored 6 points were Chen Dongsheng and Yang Zhiguang. Neither of their paintings was selected into the top twenty.

The leaders of the Artists Association announced that the top twenty selected paintings will be taken directly to the capital to participate in the exhibition held at the National Museum in Beijing next month.

At the same time, rewards will be given to the top three masterpieces. No. 1 Yin Yuan received a bonus of 10 yuan, No. 26 yuan, and No. 33 yuan.

The remaining selected paintings will receive a bonus of NT$1.

Others who are not selected will receive a sponsorship of 5000 yuan.

A banquet was held in the evening.

The leaders of the Artists Association spoke highly of Yin Yuan's painting skills and congratulated him on another outstanding achievement in this creative meeting.

Chen Dongsheng and Yang Zhiguang came to toast him with wine glasses. Yin Yuan said: "I rarely drink. Let's do this. The three of us clink glasses together. We are all from the same province. We can learn more about painting skills in the future." Discuss and make progress together.”

Chen Dongsheng curled his lips and said, "Comrade Xiao Yin, you should be more magnanimous and have fun when you are happy. If you want to drink, drink two more drinks to show fairness."

Yang Zhiguang also said: "That's what I mean too."

Yin Yuan said: "If you want to drink, just go and drink. No one will interfere, as long as you have enough alcohol. What I drank tonight is Maotai and Fenjiu, both of which are good wines. But my alcohol capacity is really limited. I feel uncomfortable when I am drunk. Why bother, besides we have to drive tomorrow.”

He simply ignored them and filled a bowl of soup to drink.

Both Chen Dongsheng and Yang Zhiguang said he was a disappointment.

When the banquet was over, Yin Yuan saw the two of them drunk and talking nonsense, but it was the waiter who helped them upstairs to the dormitory.

After Yin Yuan got up the next day, he drove towards Haikou after breakfast.

Other painters either go to the airport to take a plane, or go to the bus station to take a shuttle bus.

Yin Yuan is going to visit several timber trading markets in Haikou, and of course the target is also huanghuali timber.

At about nine o'clock, someone called his phone.

It was Yang Zhiguang's voice: "Painter Yin, have you left?"

"Yes, the creative meeting is over, why are you still staying in Shanya?"

"Painter Yin, the two of us even said we wanted to give you a ride back to Yangcheng. Why did you leave without even saying hello? Are you a blacksmith and ignoring your colleagues? Secretary Yu asked us to obey your leadership. , who knew your leader was unreliable..."

Yin Yuan said to him seriously: "First of all, I am not your leader. I can't be your leader, and you don't obey me. The three of us are just painters from the same province. When we went there, you bought your own tickets and took the plane, and I took the initiative Asking you. I thought you would buy your own plane ticket back to Yangcheng today, so I didn’t ask you. If you were going to take my car back, at least you should have told me yesterday, so you can’t blame me? "

The result of Yang Zhiguang's discussion with Chen Dongsheng was to take Yin Yuan's car back, reimburse him for the trip's fare, and ask him if there was any subsidy.

I thought he wouldn't leave so early, but they got up at almost nine o'clock and knocked on Yin Yuan's door. It didn't open for a long time, and asked the front desk that he had checked out and left.

Chen Dongsheng answered the phone and asked: "How far have you gone? Can you come back to pick us up? We didn't buy tickets in advance."

Yin Yuan said: "I have left Shanya fifty kilometers, and it is impossible to go back. Let's go to Shanya now and take the shuttle bus to Haikou. I want to visit several old timber trading markets in Haikou. Meet you here."

Chen Dongsheng said coldly: "Let's see and then talk."

Yin Yuan said seriously: "If you don't come here before two o'clock in the afternoon, I may not wait for you. Also, if I go to the old timber trading market to negotiate a business, I can stay overnight in Haikou tonight. possible."

Chen Dongsheng said: "Forget it, we were planning to ask you to reimburse the travel expenses."

Yin Yuan said angrily: "You ask Secretary Yu to reimburse travel expenses. Why are you asking me? I didn't ask you to attend the meeting."

"Aren't you the leader of the three of us?"