Zhengyangmen: I refuse to be a bootlicker, Su Meng panicked

It is said that this time the Antiques Bureau was targeting himself.

This old man Zhuang Mozhuang has gathered a large number of elites from the antique industry in Tianjin, trying to regain his former position.

Of course, this was just gossip Han Chunming had heard. He didn't know the true situation. However, he was very interested in this invitation. After the mall upgrade, he was in urgent need of points.

Moreover, according to Han Chunming's plan, the construction of the museum has been put on the agenda.

I need babies! The more the better!

Since the opportunity has come to me.

Han Chunming naturally had no reason to push it away.

...

After agreeing.

Han Chunming rushed to Tang Qingshan's unit first.

Today, Tang Qingshan has firmly established himself as the head of the Yanjing Commercial Bureau.

When Han Chunming went to visit him, he saw that he was very busy.

Seeing Han Chunming coming, Tang Qingshan naturally put aside everything and went to greet Han Chunming first.

However, after hearing about the Antique Bureau, he could only shake his head with regret, looking a little lonely.

This was not unexpected for Han Chunming. His current status was indeed not as free as before.

This visit is more of a reunion and a way to keep in touch.

After some small talk, Han Chunming came to Grandpa Guan's small courtyard.

In addition to the old man, it was not surprising to run into the ragged Marquis who was playing chess with the old man.

These two would get together to play chess from time to time.

Of course, besides playing chess, another great benefit is to taste the good wine prepared by Han Chunming.

Han Chunming also bought a few body-strengthening pills and mixed them into the wine.

Add some old mountain ginseng or something and brew it, and tell the old man that it is a wine brewed with a secret method.

Then give it to Xiaozao, and have Grandpa Guan drink two cups a day. Over the past two years, Grandpa's health has become increasingly strong. Many of his previous ailments have been cured and disappeared.

Nowadays, although his hair is gray, his face is becoming more and more rosy.

By the way, Marquis Paola also benefited a lot and his health became much better than before.

Unlike before, when he always looked like a consumptive.

"Hey! Chunming is here!" "Come on, come on! You play this round!"

Seeing Han Chunming coming, Hou Polan was like seeing a savior and was about to give up his seat.

"The little rabbit is about to escape!"

"Do you still want your grandfather, the Nine Gates Admiral's disciple, to deal with his master?" Old Master Guan gave Marquis Paola a look of disdain.

Then he turned around and looked at Han Chunming: "Disciple, you are finally here!"

"If you don't come soon, we'll run out of wine!" "I can't stop drinking!"

Han Chunming smiled and said, "I have it in the car. I forgot it when I got out of the car in a hurry. I'll ask Xiaozao to get it later!"

Upon hearing this, the Broken Marquis excitedly clenched his hands: "Haha! That's great! I'll go move it!"

After saying that, he made a move to walk out the door.

Han Chunming quickly reached out to stop him, squinting his eyes with a strange smile: "Here you go! I've asked Xiaozao to get it!"

"This……"

The ragged Marquis had an awkward smile on his face and could only sit down as he was told. "Hehe!"

Han Chunming and Uncle Guan looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

Old Master Guan was still spinning his head as he muttered, "You're trying to deny your debt right in front of my disciple Chunming!"

"Your wishful thinking will not work!"

When Marquis Polan heard this, he looked dissatisfied, but he was helpless.

He muttered, "You are such a good Du Men Ti Jiu! If you hadn't benefited from your disciple, you would have been confused long ago!"

"The older you get, the more weird you become! It's really strange!"

After saying that, he pushed the chess piece on the board and said, "Give up! Give up! I'm not going to play anymore! I've been losing for a long time!"

"You know what's good for you!" Old Master Guan sneered complacently.

Seeing Master Guan's smug look, the Broken Marquis curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "Don't be so smug! If you have the guts, play a round with Chunming!"

"You don't have to provoke me!"

Grandpa Guan spread his hands expressionlessly: "This chess, it's too boring to play with Chunming! I'll tell him clearly that I won't play chess with him anymore!"

"You are quite self-aware!"

The Broken Marquis then smiled and looked at Han Chunming: "Chunming, I've been increasingly suspicious that you're the reincarnation of a demon!"

"It's all fine if this business keeps growing!" "He's proficient in everything from appraising and displaying treasures to carving!" "How come he's even gotten so good at chess in the past two years!"

He said this with emotion, and even Mr. Guan nodded and looked at Han Chunming with interest.

So, it’s about the skill of playing chess.

However, it was a national master-level chess skill that Han Chunming accidentally acquired when he was copying skills.

When it comes to chess, there are only a handful of people in the world who can be called national masters.

Although Grandpa Guan and Marquis Polan are relatively proficient, they are at most "experts" at the amateur level.

Comparing the two, there is a world of difference.

It was also a chance encounter that the two of them insisted on dragging Han Chunming to play chess.

As a result, Han Chunming gave up the lead, then the chariot, then the chariot and the horse, and finally the chariot, the horse and the cannon...

Even though the two of them joined forces, they were still completely defeated by Han Chunming. From then on, this chess game became a meme between the two of them. Hmm...heart attack!

Hearing the helpless voice of the Broken Marquis, Han Chunming raised his eyes. This was not the first time he had heard such words recently. He simply nodded and said, "That's right! How did you know?"

Following the trend, a look of horror appeared on his face, asking how could you tell. "Go away!"

The Broken Marquis rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Just saying it casually, and you're taking advantage of it!"

Just as he finished speaking, he seemed to smell something and his nose twitched violently. Then he turned around and looked towards the entrance of the yard.

The old man also made the same move.

A moment later, they both said almost simultaneously, "Aged Fenjiu!" Just as they finished speaking, Xiaozao walked in with a box of wine. It was the Fenjiu Han Chunming had prepared, mixed with the body-strengthening pills.

These two are both wine experts. Not only can they smell the wine from a distance, but they can also guess what kind of wine it is.

"Disciple..."

Old Master Guan turned around and looked at Han Chunming pitifully: "You're having a good time today, would you like to have a couple more drinks?"

There was a flattering tone in his voice.

Over the past few years, Han Chunming has been searching for the old man's wine for a long time.

It has never stopped.

But there was a rule: Xiaozao had to collect and keep everything. There was a daily limit, no more than one or two ounces per meal.

The old man looks so pitiful, he seems to be trying to be pitiful and wants to drink more.

"Yeah!"

The ragged Marquis on the side also chimed in with a wicked grin, muttering, "When I left home today, I checked the almanac and it suggested a good day for drinking. I should have a few more drinks!"

What the hell is this almanac? Han Chunming rolled his eyes. This guy is really like that. As he gets older, he goes backwards.

It's really unbelievable that he even uses the almanac as an excuse just to have a few more drinks.

"It's okay to have a few more drinks!" "I don't care even if you finish drinking today!"

Han Chunming nodded nonchalantly, then pouted and said, "But...let me be clear, if you keep drinking like this, I won't serve you this wine anymore!"

Grandpa Guan and Hou Polan were very happy when they heard the first part, but when they heard the second part, the smile on their faces suddenly turned hard.

Then gradually disappear.

"Don't worry!" "Okay, okay, okay! Then one or two taels each!"

The two shook their heads helplessly, and spoke pitifully like little children who failed to act coquettishly and were scolded instead.

In response to this, Han Chunming could only smile faintly.

The amount is controlled so strictly, naturally to protect the health of the elderly.

It also gives these two some thoughts, which makes life more interesting.

"Zao'er! Hurry up! Bring out the wine!"

Seeing that his attempt to play the victim failed, Mr. Guan became restless and urged hurriedly.

Over there, Xiaozao was not slow at all. He first brought out a few plates of exquisite side dishes, and then poured out the wine.

All in all, Xiaozao has been in the city to take care of Grandpa Guan for more than two years.

From the original green and rustic little girl, she has grown into a very charming little beauty.

Different from her sister who is not good at talking and not reliable in doing things, Xiaozao is very down-to-earth and hardworking.

Although he hasn't read much, he has a pretty good understanding.

I learned this cooking skill from Chef Sha Zhu when I went to a bar in my spare time.

Speaking of which, it’s another interesting story.

At first, He Yuzhu was not very willing to teach.

But when Xiaozao came to the restaurant to learn cooking, it was Han Chunming who personally invited him to do so, so he taught her reluctantly.

But what Xiaozao didn't expect was that when he was in Grandpa Guan's yard, he had seen Han Chunming cooking himself many times.

She followed along and learned a lot of skills from Han Chunming over time.

After He Yuzhu's teaching, Xiaozao got the hang of it very quickly and practiced very hard.

He Yuzhu was greatly surprised. He insisted on formally accepting Xiaozao as his apprentice and letting her stay in the restaurant.

Later, I learned that Xiaozao had the important task of taking care of Grandpa Guan, so I had to give up!

All in all, Xiaozao's cooking skills are quite good. If he were to cook outside, he would only be a real chef.

However, in front of Han Chunming, Xiaozao knew his own weight and appeared very humble throughout the whole process.

The three of them sat around, eating and chatting.

There's only so much wine, so I have to sip it full. It's like a steady stream of water.

After chatting for more than half an hour, after lunch, Mr. Guan waved to Han Chunming and motioned him to come over.

When Han Chunming approached, the old man got straight to the point and asked, "I heard there's another party going on in Tianjin. When are you planning to go?"

Mr. Guan knew about the Antiques Bureau's affairs. Han Chunming was not surprised at all.

Don't think that the old man does nothing all day long except strolling around and closing his eyes.

But well-informed!

Especially when it comes to information related to antiques, not to mention Tianjin, even Shanghai in the south will know immediately if there is any movement.

In comparison, the news on the side of Marquis Polan is obviously much less accessible.

Hearing what Grandpa Guan said, he immediately showed a look of surprise: "What! Tianjin has another game!"

"Chun Ming!"

He hurried over and asked, "Who put this together? What's the scale?" "Zhuang Mo!" Han Chunming said calmly. "Hiss!" "Zhuang Mo! Zhuang Mo with the golden eyes!"

The Tattered Marquis was so delighted that he couldn't help but slap his thigh: "That must be a huge scale!"

"Yeah!" Han Chunming nodded. Hearing this, the Broken Marquis was immediately excited.

He grabbed Han Chunming and said, "Chunming! Take me with you when you go! You must take me with you!"