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"Then just look around, I'll be fine soon." The woman also responded to Chen Yang with a smile.

"Okay." Chen Yang nodded.

The woman retracted her body and continued to fix something, while Chen Yang walked slowly in the shop, looking at the things placed on both sides while walking.

Looking at it, Chen Yang's gaze was attracted by a blue and white porcelain vase.

"Can I take it down and have a look?" Chen Yang asked.

"Okay, there are gloves on the table, just put them on and be careful." A woman's voice came over.

"Okay." Chen Yang nodded with a smile. He followed what the woman said and found a pair of white gloves on the table.

Chen Yang picked up the gloves and put them on his hands. The gloves were a bit small and uncomfortable to wear.

"I don't know if it's the gloves that woman usually wears." Chen Yang thought to himself.

Thinking so, he took down the vase he had just set his eyes on from the wooden shelf.

Chen Yang looked at the vase, and a woman's voice came from the side: "This is an authentic blue and white porcelain from the Tang Dynasty. My grandfather took a lot of effort to collect it."

Chen Yang actually didn't understand this kind of thing. The reason why he fell in love with this vase was that it seemed to have something special about it.

However, after taking it into his hand and examining it carefully, Chen Yang didn't find anything unusual.

He put the vase back on the shelf, then turned his head just in time to see the woman standing on the ladder, struggling with a broken lamp.

However, since the woman is not too tall and the ladder is short, even if she stands on the ladder, she has to stand on tiptoe.

"Why don't you let me come?"

Seeing the woman like this, Chen Yang said.

"You come? Can you fix this thing?"

The woman lowered her head and stood on the ladder for a long time, a drop of fragrant sweat dripped down her chin.

Chen Yang said with a smile: "I have learned these things before."

The woman looked at Chen Yang, thought for a while, and then said with a smile: "That's fine."

When the woman came down, Chen Yang climbed up the ladder. He took the tools and solved all the problems that should be solved.

"Turn on the electricity and try it." Chen Yang said to the woman.

"En." The woman responded, trotted all the way to the back room and pushed the switch.

boom!light is on.

The woman came out from the back room, looked at Chen Yang in surprise and said, "Wow! You are so amazing! I have been working on it for a long time but I can't do it well."

Chen Yang said with a smile: "I have learned these things before, so it is easier to practice."

After getting off the ladder, the woman invited Chen Yang to sit down at a table inside, and brought him a pot of tea.

"Thank you very much. If it wasn't for you, I don't know how long it would take." The woman smiled and said to Chen Yang: "Come, often my grandpa's Dahongpao."

With that said, the woman picked up the teapot and pushed a cup of tea in front of Chen Yang.

Just as Chen Yang was about to pick up the cup, he suddenly felt a scent rushing towards his face, filling his nostrils instantly.

"It's delicious!"

Chen Yang picked up the teacup and praised, this scent is not so strong that it makes people sick to the stomach, it is such a faint tea scent, even when it hits the face, it seems to be nothing, but the scent is slightly over After that, it made Chen Yang feel endless aftertaste.

"The authentic Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain is said to be only a few taels a year. I didn't expect to be able to drink here. My luck is really great."

While talking with a smile, Chen Yang picked up the teacup in front of him. He put the teacup in front of his nose, took a deep breath, and then showed an intoxicated expression.

"You already know the origin of this tea before drinking it?"

The woman looked at Chen Yang in surprise, Chen Yang's guess was not wrong at all, this was her grandfather's treasured tea, and no one was allowed to drink it on weekdays, she managed to tease it out today, she wanted to wait for a while I enjoyed it, but unexpectedly met Chen Yang.

Hearing what the woman said, Chen Yang couldn't help but smiled softly.

He drank this kind of tea from the old man. At that time, the old man seemed to be too precious to prevent Chen Yang from being like a wolf, but in the end those rare tea leaves were given away by Chen Yang.

For this reason, the old man beat Chen Yang severely, and since then, Chen Yang has never seen the old man take out a piece of tea.

"What's your name?"

The woman had a good impression of the young man in front of her, so she asked.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Chen Yang, what about you?"

"Wind chimes."

The woman smiled lightly.

Hearing the name Fengling, Chen Yang was slightly taken aback.

wind chime?

Magic City Feng Family?

Thinking of this, Chen Yang shook his head lightly.

This is impossible, how could the Modu Feng family come to such a small place like Linchuan City?
Just kidding!

"what happened to you?"

After Feng Ling finished speaking, she saw that Chen Yang's face changed slightly, so she asked again and again.

Chen Yang came back to his senses, looked at the wind chimes and looked at his wind chimes, he said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm intoxicated by the fragrance of this tea."

"Then drink more, I have some more." Feng Ling said to Chen Yang with a smile.

……

Chen Yang and Feng Ling chatted while drinking tea. The two chatted in a very wide range, from tea to antiques, and some brands.

The more Fengling chatted with Chen Yang, the more surprised she felt towards Chen Yang.

The knowledge displayed by Chen Yang does not match his age at all.

Who is he?

Feng Ling couldn't help thinking secretly in her heart.

The two of them were chatting, when the curtain of the back room suddenly moved.

Feng Ling and Chen Yang turned their heads together.

I saw a white-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair watching them quietly.

Hearing Fengling's exclamation, the old man smiled and said softly, "Xiaoling, are you friends?"

Seeing the old man, Feng Ling stood up from the stool, went to the door, opened the curtain, and pushed the old man out.

The wind chime pushed the old man to the front of the table, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, this is Chen Yang, a customer who just came to the store, and he helped me fix the lamp."

When Chen Yang heard Feng Ling introducing himself to the old man, Chen Yang quickly stood up, bowed respectfully to the old man, and said, "Grandpa Feng, hello."

"Hello." The old man nodded, then he turned his head slightly, looked at Fengling standing behind the wheelchair and said with a smile, "Xiaoling, when did I have the same surname as you?"

"Isn't your surname Feng?" Chen Yang asked in surprise.

"Hehehehe..."

As the name suggests, Feng Ling's laughter is like a silver bell. She covered her mouth and said to Chen Yang with a smile: "My grandfather's surname is Ren, not Feng."