George knew this old guy, and many of Cremona's violin makers also knew him, but the younger generation knew very little about him and had no idea that there was such a retired cellist spending his later years in Cremona.
"He's not only a great cellist, but he's also a wealthy man with a collection of famous violins. Besides the Violin Museum, his collection is the most extensive."
On the way to the other party's residence, George introduced the person's situation to everyone.
Humans all have some collecting habits to a certain extent. Due to income and experience limitations, many people's collections are not rich. But after becoming financially free, you can collect sports cars and antiques, and this person's collection is antique violins.
Because he suffers from Parkinson's syndrome, he cannot play the cello, but he can still collect, which is also a wealth that can be left to future generations.
Of course, if the descendants are unfilial, it would be better to donate the property to museums and people in need.
The car didn't drive far before it stopped in front of a very historic building.
As a small town with a history of nearly 2,000 years, every building is very old. Some were built 300 years ago, and some were renovated 100 years ago. The one in front of us not only has gone through a century of vicissitudes, but also exudes a touch of elegance and luxury.
No wonder George said he was a local rich man, it turned out that his ancestors were aristocrats.
In medieval Europe, apart from the Pope and the king, the most prominent people were the nobles, and the music at that time was mostly music of the nobles and the royal court.
Hundreds of years passed and the aristocratic class gradually died out. In addition to leaving behind history and surnames, some also left behind legacies that allowed their descendants to continue to live a wealthy life.
This person is obviously like this, but he did not sit back and enjoy his life. Through his talent and hard work, he became a well-known cellist, and then relied on the knowledge passed down from his ancestors to pick up a lot of good things.
Among them are various antique violins and many medieval artworks. These collections are enough for him to spend a wealthy old age and leave a rich legacy.
To be honest, the real heritage is knowledge, culture, and cultivation.
With these, even without a penny, your descendants can benefit greatly and live a good life.
George pressed the doorbell and the intercom at the door suddenly rang.
"George? Why are you here, you little brat? Why aren't you staying in your studio making pianos?"
A harsh voice sounded first, but since he could call George, who was almost fifty years old, a "brat", this person must be quite old.
"Old man, don't be so arrogant. I'm here to help you with your business today. Open the door quickly."
George was not willing to be outdone and sprayed back directly.
"Business? Then you have to come in quickly."
As soon as the other party finished speaking, the black iron door opened and the four of them walked in together.
I walked through the front porch and into the house, only to see an old Italian man staggering towards me with four crutches.
You're almost ninety, right?
George and this guy were close friends regardless of age. George had just graduated from a violin-making school, and his skills were far from enough to open his own studio, so he studied with several masters of the time.
I wanted to understand the structure of those famous guqins, but the museum could not lend them to me. By chance, I met Enrique, and started from his collection. I gradually accumulated experience and eventually became a master.
Such friends are probably lifelong, and even the most vicious curses cannot affect their friendship.
"Let me see who wants to buy the piano. It must be you, right, young man?"
Enrique's English is more standard than George's, because he was busy playing music when he was young and traveled all over the world. However, it was amazing that he could tell at a glance that Xia Yu wanted to buy a piano.
People who practice the violin for many years will have a neck mark. The violin has it on the neck, and the cello has it on the chest. So the violin's neck can be seen, but the cello's neck cannot be seen. The old man knew that it must be the tacit understanding between the two friends.
"Yes, sir. I want to find the piano that is destined for me. I hope to meet it here today."
"I hope so too. Come with me to the second floor!"
Enrique tilted his head toward the elevator.
His illness prevented him from walking up the stairs, so he had to take the elevator, the old-fashioned fence elevator. Xia Yu felt like he was in an old movie when he sat there.
Go to the second floor and press the switch, the chandeliers light up one by one, illuminating the various sculptures and violins in the hall.
This is a collector's home. It either has a wall of official kilns, or a wall of figurines, and now it has several walls of violins.
"Amati's, Stradivari's, Guarneri's, Montagnana's, they are all the best!"
The old man was extremely proud of showing off his collection.
He only collects top-quality works, and no violin here costs less than one million euros.
Xia Yu's breathing became a little rapid. He felt that he was going to exceed his budget today.
Maria and Ji Yang are not much better off. How come this old man is so rich?
No, it's not even close to a museum.
These pianos and sculptures were slowly collected by Enrique to their current size. There were some cheap ones originally, but he sold them all, and the ones left are all fine products.
"Look at this Montagnana, made in 1740, it looks like it was made yesterday. You're nowhere near as good as him, little George."
Taking out a cello from the display case and handing it to Xia Yu, Enrique did not forget to mock George.
In response, George expressed his unwillingness to argue with the old man.
Xia Yu found a stool under the table, propped the cello against his chest, and played a simple piece of Bach's cello suite.
It sounded nice, but it didn't give him an electric shock.
"You give me the impression that you're more suitable for a Stradivari cello, but there aren't many of his cellos left in the world, and I only have two!"
Enrique said thoughtfully.
He looks a lot like the old man selling wands in the movie "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone", but Xia Yu doesn't need a cello that is in tune with Voldemort's mind, he just wants the one-of-a-kind one.
After putting the Montagnana back into the display case, Enrique opened a cabinet next to it, which contained two cellos, one of which was larger than a modern cello.
This is very much to Xia Yu's liking, he likes big ones.
"Mr. Enrique, I want to try that one!"
"Young man, you have a really good eye. You picked out a more expensive one right away. This guitar costs 3.5 million!"
“Hiss~~”
Even Ji Yang couldn't help but gasp.
He had bought a car worth 5 million euros, but this 3.5 million piano was the first time he had seen one.
Ji Yang looked at Xia Yu beside him. These prices were already two and a half times his budget.
"Try it, and if it really suits me, I'll buy it."
Xia Yu said loudly as he landed on the ground.
He no longer worries about the budget, he just wants what suits him best.
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