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Alan, I'm so sorry. Yan Tingyue took off her hat and said, Originally, I asked you to accompany me to the art exhibition, but in the end I ignored you.

Teacher, you are serious. Ye Banglan didn't care and smiled slightly, Your work is more important. Our goal is to revive Kun Opera.

Sit down, don't be polite to me. Only then did Yan Tingyue notice the other two people at the dining table.

Rong Yu stood up in a panic, with his mouth wide open and the words incredible and he's going crazy written all over his face.

Who can tell him how Yan Tingyue's apprentice could turn the tide at night? !

Xiao Rong? Yan Tingyue was slightly startled, And Xiao Yan?

She has a good memory, especially Yan Tingfeng's appearance and demeanor, which she will never forget once she sees him.

You are Alan's friends.

Is the teacher Ye is talking about you?!

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Yan Tingyue was just surprised, but Rong Yu jumped up and almost stumbled.

Ever since he visited Yan Tingyue last time and learned that she had accepted a disciple, he had been curious about who this little disciple was.

Rong Yu thought about the young masters and daughters of Yunjing's big and small families who knew Kun Opera in his mind, but none of them matched his name.

He never expected to meet Yan Tingyue in such a situation, and he had no psychological defense at all.

Hello, Aunt Yan. Yan Tingfeng kept his eyebrows still and smiled softly, We meet again. Is the tea I gave you last time good?

Yes, we meet again. Yan Tingyue nodded repeatedly, The tea tastes great. It must have taken a lot of effort to cultivate it, right?

Yan Tingfeng did not answer, but the smile on his lips deepened: If Aunt Yan likes it, I will have someone send a few more boxes over.

He said box.

Yan Tingyue was taken aback: Xiao Yan, it's too expensive. I've always been rough on food and drink, so there's no need to waste money.

Don't waste it. Yan Tingfeng responded with a slight smile, It's just a little thought, nothing.

Yan Tingyue was keenly aware that Yan Tingfeng was a little closer to her, and it was not just the politeness when they first met.

She thought about it for a moment, looked at Ye Wanlan, and suddenly realized something.

I see.

伱...Why do you know how to do Kun Opera? Rong Yu stammered, That shouldn't be the case. You really can't get along with Kun Opera!

He really couldn't imagine that a girl who could sing opera could kick over the table with such force and force.

Ye Banglan handed the menu back to the waiter and raised his eyebrows: You never asked.

What’s the problem with learning Kunqu Opera, suppressing murderous thoughts, cultivating one’s moral character and cultivating one’s sentiments?

I...this... Rong Yu continued to stutter, unable to maintain his composure.

He composed himself and finally hit the table with his head.

He is autistic.

I still thought this meal would make me uncomfortable. After all, I'm used to living alone and haven't seen strangers for a long time. Yan Tingyue smiled heartily, But since we are all acquaintances, that's fine. Eat whatever you want. Chat casually, I’ll treat you.”

It wasn't until the food was served that Rong Yu finally regained his soul: Aunt Yan, you have done me a terrible job. If you had warned me earlier, my heart would not be unable to bear it.

Xiao Rong, why are you still like this? It's time to grow up. Yan Tingyue laughed, How is your grandpa's health lately?

He's doing well, he's stronger than me, Rong Yu said. The old man was also invited to be a judge on a psychic show in Hokuriku, and he ran away happily.

That's good, that's good. Yan Tingyue nodded, and suddenly said, I heard that an authentic painting of Princess Yongning was sold at today's auction? 300 million is indeed not a small amount, but Princess Yongning's Painting, then it’s worth it.”

Teacher, that painting is fake. Ye Banlan put the peeled shrimp into Yan Tingyue's bowl, But the imitation is really good and can be worth three to four hundred thousand.

False? Yan Tingyue was shocked, but did not doubt Ye Turning's words, In this case, all the people in charge of the auction will be held accountable!

We have already gone to find out the specific origin of this painting. Yan Tingfeng said calmly, It is unforgivable to pass off a defective product as a national treasure.

Yan Tingyue sighed softly: It was also the war that year. Too many cultural relics were lost and destroyed.

Aunt Yan, let's be happy. The reason why my old man will be a judge is because Beilu invited him with three Chinese cultural relics. Rong Yu said with a smile, otherwise he wouldn't have gone.

It is indeed a happy thing. Yan Tingyue smiled again, We will take back all the cultural relics in the future.

Ye Turning's eyelashes lowered.

Three hundred years ago, during the war, China collapsed, and the Starman Federation Empire took the opportunity to plunder many Chinese antiques.

Originally, Hokuriku and China had diplomatic relations and had always had friendly exchanges. However, a palace coup happened and the newly appointed emperor directly abrogate the relationship and followed closely behind the Starman Federation Empire to search for treasures.

Until these years, China has re-emerged. Although it has not regained its former status, it cannot be underestimated.

Teacher, please help me keep an eye on the antiques. Ye Tuanlan came to his senses, I want to repair King Yan's black iron and gold wire armor first.

Repairing the Black Iron and Gold Silk Armor? Yan Tingyue frowned, Repairing it is not an easy task. It is said that this armor broke into eighteen hundred pieces. It is not certain whether these fragments can be recovered.

Yan Tingfeng tilted his head when he heard the sound: There is a collector in Yunjing who has a few pieces. I will help you get them.

Okay, thank you. Ye Banlan was silent for a moment, This antique is very important to me. If you need anything, just ask me.

There are no bones left of King Yan, not even his tomb. This armor is his only recorded relic.

I need... Yan Tingfeng's eyes twitched slightly, and he chuckled, I will mention it to Miss Ye later.

You didn't expect that classmate Ye is Aunt Yan's apprentice. Rong Yu bumped Yan Tingfeng's arm and lowered his voice.

Yan Tingfeng was noncommittal: I didn't expect it.

I think so. Rong Yu gloated, After all, you said before that you were not interested, do you want me to give it to Student Ye——

Yan Tingfeng's expression did not change at all, and his voice became softer: Forget this sentence, or I will use some means to make you forget it.

Rong Yu: ...

He was a little scared.

After finishing the meal, Ye Puanlan got up and wanted to send Yan Tingyue back to the mountains.

Yan Tingyue waved her hand: I can go back by myself. It took you half a day today, so go back quickly.

Aunt Yan, I'll see you off. Rong Yu winked, Let me tell you about my old man.

Yan Tingyue did not refuse this time: Let's go.

The two left.

Yan Tingfeng coughed twice: I will take Miss Ye back to Jiangcheng.

**

Two hours later, Ye turned the tide and returned to the Lin family.

She opened the door, but there was an outsider sitting in the living room.

Lin Wenli raised his chin towards the person on the sofa and said lukewarmly, I'm looking for you. I came at eight o'clock.

Miss Ye. Fang Qinghan stood up, I've finally waited for you.

He actually waited here all morning.

What's the matter? Ye Banlan didn't intend to deal with these young masters and daughters in Jiangquan, and his attitude was distant.

It's true that something happened. I came here to thank Miss Ye. Fang Qinghan was not angry. The painting I bought from Miss Ye last time was picked up by Miss Ye. I really feel sorry for it. I want to invite Miss Ye to come. Sit down in the Fang family.

Ye Banlan raised his eyes: Oh? Where do you start talking about picking up leaks?

This painting also helped the Fang family get a cooperation. My mother must invite Miss Ye to express her gratitude in person. Fang Qinghan smiled bitterly, In addition, I also want to talk to Miss Ye about calligraphy and painting.

It was enough for others to believe him. He never believed that the painting was picked up by Ye Banlan.

Interesting, I'll go with you, Wen Li. I'll come back in the evening and you tell your uncle and aunt. Ye Banlan nodded towards Lin Wenli and went out again.

Fang Qinghan politely welcomed Ye Turnan into Fang's house.

Miss Ye, wait a moment, my mother will be back in a moment. He poured a cup of tea himself, Miss Ye, please.

You're welcome. Ye Banlan nodded, took the tea and took a sip, This tea...

This tea is a variety carefully cultivated by the Yunjing Tea Center. Fang Qinghan explained, My grandfather and mother both like to drink tea. My father made a special trip to bring back a box from Yunjing. If Miss Ye likes it, I will give you a few boxes. .”

Ye Banglan shook his head: No need.

The tea has a fresh aroma, and it does not taste as good as the tea prepared by Yan Tingfeng.

Brother! Brother, come out quickly! At this time, Fang Qingya's cheerful voice came from outside the door, I brought Yunyi over. Do you know what Brother He Chen bought for Yunyi? A painting of Princess Yongning. It’s worth three hundred million!”

Princess Yongning’s painting!

These six words made Fang Qinghan's expression perk up.

But in an instant, he frowned again. Why didn't he receive such big news?

Yunyi, come and let my brother take a look. Fang Qingya pulled Sheng Yunyi into the door, This painting of yours is the painting of Princess Yongning, and it is much better than the painting of Three Million by later generations!

Sheng Yunyi said softly: Qingya, don't say that. Princess Yongning is the founder of the Yongning School of Painting. No one can compare with her.

Ye Banglan drank tea calmly without saying a word.

Ye Turn the Lan? Why are you at my house? Who asked you to come? Fang Qingya was shocked and angry, Housekeeper, kick her out!

Fang Qingya! Fang Qingya said coldly, I just came out of the detention center and I'm restless again. What did I tell you?

Brother, I... Fang Qingya was scared, and immediately couldn't believe it, You actually killed me just to turn the tide at night?

Fang Qinghan held back his anger: Apologise!

Impossible! Fang Qingya was also angry, Brother, I kindly invite you to see Princess Yongning's paintings. Can the painting you bought from her compare?

Ye Banglan put down the tea cup: Three hundred million dollars to buy a fake painting is really incomparable.

You said the auctioned items at the auction were fake? Fang Qingya laughed angrily, Do you think you are Princess Yongning? Or did she tell you personally that she never painted this painting? What do you know?

Brother Yan: You told me personally

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