Not only will the value of the calligraphy and painting skyrocket, but the fame of the author of the calligraphy and painting will also rise.

After Zhang Junping finished writing the inscription and postscript, he took out his seal and stamped it.

Zhang Junping didn't choose a font size for himself, so his seal only had four words: Zhang Junping Seal.

"Xiao Zhang, please take the time to write a few more calligraphy and paintings and put them in our painting shop to enrich... the inventory." The old store manager looked at the Qinyuanchun Snow with greedy eyes and warned Zhang Junping.

In fact, this is how the old store manager leads by example. Among the tens of thousands of works in the store, there are thousands of them by the old store manager.

Many were sold, and many were not sold.

This is not the old store manager using his power for personal gain. When the old store manager put his calligraphy and paintings in the store, he didn’t take a penny to retouch them. It was completely a selfless contribution.

Not only that, the old store manager often went to his friends of the same generation to enjoy the autumn breeze, brought over their calligraphy and paintings for free, and put them in the store for sale.

Zhang Junping really can't compare to this kind of sentiment.

"Okay, I listen to you! When I have nothing to do, I will create in the office." Zhang Junping agreed with a smile.

At this time, there is no need to argue with the old store manager about anything else.

The values ​​​​generated in an era cannot be changed by a few words.

"Mr. Wu, I just asked Chief Lu to compile a list of artists who have sold paintings and calligraphy in our art shop over the years.

As you prepare for the Chinese New Year, send them some care.

Are there any calligraphers or painters on your side who need special attention?
Chapter completed!