Early the next morning, the sun was rising, and before it was shining, Yang Yuying had not yet gotten up, when she vaguely heard the sound of Yin Feng and people talking not far from outside the courtyard wall.

"You are wrong, the reason why Mr. Lang's painting "The Old Church Blown by the Evening Breeze" was auctioned at a higher price in the auction house than our Mr. Qi Bai's "Flowers and Fragrance" is not because Mr. Lang passed away, "Evening Breeze" is his last work, nor because his painting is really better and more artistic than Mr. Bai's.

"What is the reason?"

The person who talked to him should be the beloved apprentice of Professor Ning Lanning of the Academy of Fine Arts, Sima Xiu, who was memorizing his homework on the history of modern painting today, and halfway through his recital, he bumped into the son-in-law who had dinner together last night and drank most of the night.

Yin Feng lazily held a fritter in his mouth, his eyes still fell on the door of Yang Ji's private dish, a little absent-minded, raised his eyebrows lightly, and sneered: "You can check the news at that time, Lao Bai's "Lingering Fragrance" has not yet entered the auction house, so our Lord Shoufu has taken a fancy to it, but whoever is well-informed, who will fight with that master?" ”

"As for "Evening Wind", most of its value is boasted, and there are few better and more artistic paintings than it, but unfortunately, their authors do not have the legendary life of Mr. Lang, which means that they are not as expensive as "Evening Wind".

Yin Feng talked endlessly, and it didn't take long to coax the little student of the Academy of Fine Arts to get dizzy.

Soon after, Situ Xiu took the final exam, and there happened to be such a question in the history of painting, he was too nervous and pressed for time, so he wrote the most impressive answer in his mind as soon as his brain twitched.

When the results came out, Situ Xiu held his failing transcript and wanted to cry without tears, and several teachers who judged the papers looked at him with expressions like they were looking at a mallet and a thorn on the head.

But he didn't know that the last big question in his painting history paper, several teachers read it for a long time, and after thinking about the score for a long time, it was extremely difficult to decide not to grade him.

After all, it wouldn't be appropriate not to set a score according to their standard answers.

But if you really want to say that this kid is digressing, it seems that something is wrong.

It's really hard to get to the bottom of this kind of question, and the answers written by the students seem to make sense, but when it comes to information, they don't know the accuracy at all, so how to score?

In the future, when I go to visit my husband, I will take it out again to embarrass the old professors.

Sima Xiu and several senior brothers stayed in Haicheng with Teacher Ning of their own family, and they were not happy to go back for a while, they did not admit that it was because of the food.

It is true that food makes people nostalgic, but what really attracts them more is undoubtedly every artistic item in Yang Kee's private restaurant.

From small ornaments to stone carvings, to murals, long scrolls, plaques, everything is good, they dare not say that they are well-informed, but after all, they are learning this major, and their college is known as the palace of great Qi and national beauty.

Thinking about it now, Sima Xiu really understands the feelings of those peers who are reluctant to leave when they arrive at their school, and also understands what the weird light in their eyes is - that is clearly envy!

Yang Yuying listened to the sound of talking and laughing outside the courtyard wall, and her mood unconsciously became relaxed, and she got up to wash and practice. She woke up half an hour late today.

No way, yesterday Yin Feng and Professor Ning Lan were stunned and refused to leave, they played at the door after breakfast, and then had lunch, and after lunch, they squatted for dinner, and after dinner, they were reluctant to leave, and they had to rub another supper.

When the other guests saw their posture, they couldn't help but sigh and feel jealous.

They also want to wait at the door for dinner, but how many of them have nothing to do and don't have to go to work on time?

A gust of wind was followed by a shower of rain.

Yang Yuying finished her morning exercise, drank medicinal food, and when she came back to her senses, she saw that Yin Feng had fooled Ning Lan's students, and climbed under the pergola on the terrace on the second floor of the café opposite.

"The Nine Dragons Lotus Platform is the old master craftsman Mr. Tong presided over the construction, it is said that his old man got the codex of the ancient craftsman god, from which the restoration of this lotus platform, and the ancient, this platform is a little too simple, but in the world has been regarded as a rare treasure, priceless. Since the two of them are craftsmen, don't they want to see the national treasure of the Great Qi Kingdom? Not only can you see, but you can also personally disassemble and repair, how you want to dismantle and how you want to dismantle, aren't you excited? I have the original construction blueprints, and although they are only fragments, are they not treasures to you craftsmen? ”

Loser: This man is really good at stirring people's hearts.

Ishida: Actually, I'm not interested in this show, but when I hear what he says, I'm almost impressed.

Fortunately, at this time, there was a burst of rice in the kitchen, and after a while, Wen Huan personally came over with a large wooden barrel and rested it on the long case outside the bamboo forest.

One porridge is a light blue color, the particles are full and rich, and the aroma is restrained, and the other porridge is pearl white, embellished with beef grains the size of a thumb cap, and the fragrance is rich.

The side dishes were freshly picked, Yang Yuying personally stir-fried, and the crispy fish was put into the pot last night, and the boiling pot at this moment was just right.

Yang Yuying's crispy fish is different from other crispy fish, no need to use heavy soy sauce and heavy oil, only use a special technique to crush the flesh and bones, and marinate it three times with different ingredients.

For a while, where could Yin Feng still care about digging the foot of the wall, one person could eat two and a half catties in one go, which was not enough, if it weren't for a few students desperately keeping the remaining half for their teacher, I am afraid that this boy would be able to eat all the pots by himself.

Yang Yuying couldn't laugh.

Yin Feng ate with his mouth full of oil, and at the same time did not forget to discuss with her: "Shao Zhishao, the prince of Zhenguo, is old and meritorious to the country, just for the sake of his old man's brilliant achievements, we juniors should also try our best to meet his old man's wishes." ”

This person was born with a splendid face, and his words were even more moving.

Yang Yuying was told by him, and she felt that she didn't accept it, and she was guilty of Daqi.

Gongyu and Ishida received a breath of Yang Qi from Wen Huan, and at this time they could move around normally during the day, but they could not be managed for a long time, and once the two of them left the enchantment arranged by Yang Yuying, no one could predict what would happen.

After pondering for a moment, Gong Yi smiled and said, "I know how to build the Nine Dragons Lotus Terrace, but I'm afraid that Miss Yang will accompany me and Lao Shi to go on a walk." ”

Yang Yuying thought about it and was about to agree, but saw that Yin Feng himself hesitated first.

"If Miss Yang goes, what will Yang Ji do? Will...... Don't have breakfast? ”

He knew that Yang Ji had more than a dozen chefs who were good at various cuisines, but breakfast had always been made by the boss, that is, Yang Yuying.

In Yin Feng's view, although the main meal is good and the taste is excellent, only breakfast is the most different.

If Miss Yang goes to Zhenguogong's house as a guest, presumably Zhenguogong's father and daughter will not be embarrassed to let her cook, and there is no reason to let guests cook in the world.

A Nine Dragons Lotus Terrace, it will take half a year to repair, to say the least.

Yin Feng thought that he couldn't eat the breakfast cooked by Chef Yang for half a year, and then thought about it, if the guests who were looking forward to breakfast every day knew, he actually abducted the chef, hey, he was really worried about his life.

Yang Yuying: "......"

She thought that every identity of Lin Guan during the journey was bitter and hateful, deep in pain and despair, where did Yin Feng look desperate?

In the past two days, she has only seen chic and wanton from this kid.

Yang Yuying sat down to watch the diners enjoy the food, carefully recalling every detail of the original book.

This recall found that Yin Feng didn't seem to exist.

Song Chongyao, as the heroine's father and Jin Thigh, sits on the Song Group, and the entire group is his hall, he alone owns 87% of the shares, and the rest are scattered shares.

Yang Yuying has now figured out Yin Feng's identity, he is also the grandson of Mrs. Song, and he grew up with Mrs. Song, and since he was born, he has held five percent of the shares of the Song family.

At present, he and Song Chongyao have received the same shares.

If he didn't have any problems, it would be impossible for Mrs. Song not to leave him any shares in the future.

"It seems that it can't be too leisurely."

Yang Yuying must ensure that when the critical moment of fate appears, she has the ability to protect Yin Feng.

But it was not written in the original book that something happened to Yin Feng, if it was an accident, it was a real desperate situation, because accidents were sudden and no one could control them.

"Wen Huan, what do you think of Yin Feng?"

Wen Huan didn't know when he sat next to Yang Yuying, staring at Yin Feng gloomily, biting his fingers: "Glutton!" ”

Originally, Master Yang said that he would take a pot of crispy fish back to the City God Temple to enjoy it slowly, but as soon as this guy came, his pot became the next pot.

In early winter, the weather is not so cold, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing hot on the face.

Song Building.

"Mr. Song."

Fu Bai hurriedly entered the door of the office, walked to Song Chongyao's side in a few steps, and said in a low voice, "I heard Xiaoling say that Young Master Yin found two masters and said that he could repair the Nine Dragons Lotus Terrace. ”

Song Chongyao frowned: "Which two masters are they?" Ministry of Works? ”

"It was accidentally bumped into by Young Master Yin when he went to dinner, and after inquiring, it doesn't seem to be famous, it's a newcomer."

Song Chongyao lifted his eyelids slightly: "Heh, who does Yin Feng think he is?" If you meet two craftsmen on the road, can you be a master craftsman? Master Gu has restored the drawings of the Nine Dragons Lotus Terrace, and even the model has been rebuilt, and this restoration is foolproof. ”

He paused: "Keep staring." ”

Although he looked down on Yin Feng's consumptuous behavior, Song Chongyao would never relax and would not give him any chance.

Song Chongyao never said it, nor did he show it, but he didn't do anything to Yin Feng, he didn't even enter the door of the Song family, but he easily got five percent of the Song family's shares, and he minded it very much.

When he thought about it, he felt like a fish in his throat.

He doesn't mind spending money to raise Yin Feng's waste, but the premise is that Yin Feng has to understand the high and low and know the advance and retreat, he doesn't want him to stand on the tall building of the Song family in the future and overlook it, and he can still see Yin Feng's arrogant expression.

The phone rang suddenly.

Song Chongyao frowned slightly, and hurriedly picked it up: "Grandma." ”

Old Lady Song's voice was a little less gentle and a little more stern: "Xiao Yao, are you involved in the Xu family's kid and Yuewei's affairs." ”

Song Chongyao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Grandma, the Xu family has a tacit understanding with the eldest son of the Zhenguo family, and both sides have a trace of marriage, I am just entrusted by Xu Gongzi to pull a little string." ”

Mrs. Song was silent for a moment, and said directly: "From now on, don't associate with that kid of the Xu family anymore, the Xu family has gone crazy in order to marry the Zhenguo family, they have gotten into a dead end, and they think that they are walking on a broad road, there are many things you don't know, since you don't know, you have to keep to yourself." ”

Song Chongyao was stunned, and it took a long time to find that the old lady had hung up the phone.

Over the years, the old lady has rarely admonished him, not to mention, it is still for this little thing between children.

Song Chongyao really didn't understand, he was just doing the only son of the Xu family a small favor and making him owe himself a favor, what was this?

Yesterday, I heard Xu Ming call angrily and scolded Yin Feng, and he spent a lot of effort to appease, grandma didn't scold Yin Feng for offending people casually, so she wanted to admonish him?

Song Chongyao's face was cold, it must be Yin Feng who went to sue again.

His grandmother is probably also old and confused, and she is entangled in trivial things all day long, and she is not at all as atmospheric as before.

Song Chongyao didn't understand why Mrs. Song even had to take care of these little things, and Mrs. Song couldn't help but shake her head and sigh: "Chongyao has been practicing for so long, and it doesn't go wrong when it comes to doing business, it's okay, but this is not the right way, and he likes the wrong way, so he never changes." ”

He did a favor to his friend, of course, it was not a big deal, but didn't he know that Zhenguo Gong rejected the royal family's proposal in the capital, and rejected the marriage of the Lu family, the third prince of the past generations, the Xu family is the number one person in Haicheng, and all day long under the banner that the Shao family of Zhenguo Gong is a world friend, and it is so public, but their family is in Daqi, what is it?

The two sons of Zhenguo Gong died, leaving only Shao Yuewei with a single seedling, her business is that the emperor, the first assistant, and those adults in the political hall will not easily make up their minds, how can others reach out at will?

The first day of first snow.

Shao Garden is full of lights, so lively, this is the first time Shao Guogong has celebrated his birthday in the past 20 years.

There are countless luxury cars in front of the gate, and the heads of the nobles from all over the world have gathered here.

The editor-in-chief Wei of the Haicheng Evening News and his assistant were so nervous for a while that they didn't even know where to put their hands and feet, and many big people didn't even recognize them, and they didn't appear on the Internet.

"Looks like a star is coming?"

"Nonsense, on this kind of occasion, even the actors and actresses are not qualified to be there."

Editor-in-Chief Wei glanced at the little assistant, and the little assistant was silent for a moment, but the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion - that young lady did look a bit like Yang Yuying.