Yang Jing also understood what Mi Yuzhu meant, and his "Jiangtian Pavilion Map" was not so easy to get back.

It's funny to say, but I have to put some effort into getting my own paintings back.

"In this way, it will trouble Miss Mi, please tell Ling Zun, money is not a problem." Yang Jing is not in a hurry.

After all, this painting is no longer in his hands for nine hundred and ninety years, and he doesn't care about waiting a little longer.

The painting also confirmed that it was the "Jiangtian Pavilion Map" made by himself, and Yang Jing did not mean to stay longer.

As for the meaning of the red carp, Yang Jing thinks that it should be on this painting, and found the painting that was given to his confidant and friend many years ago, which is indeed a good thing for Yang Jing.

However, Mi Yuzhu seemed to see that Yang Jing wanted to leave, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, you have to try my father's West Lake Longjing, which is still produced in the most precious imperial eighteen pieces." ”

The so-called eighteen trees in front of the emperor are the eighteen tea trees that Qianlong Emperor of the Qing Dynasty saw when he went down to the south of the Yangtze River to visit the West Lake, and Qianlong picked his tea.

After Qianlong returned to the palace, the local people paid tribute to Qianlong every year to make the tea made from these eighteen tea trees, which was quite loved by the emperor.

And the production of this imperial eighteen pieces is not very high, so the price is also extremely expensive, and it was sold at a high price of 100,000 kilograms in 04.

Originally, this West Lake Longjing was one of the top ten famous teas, and the eighteen trees in front of the emperor were the most precious and top among them.

Mi Yuzhu felt that with the fame of the eighteen in front of the emperor, he should be able to keep Yang Jing for a while.

After all, it was not easy to arouse Yang Jing's interest, and she still wanted to spend more time with Yang Jing, even if she could say a few more words and understand more.

Even He Guang saw Mi Yuzhu's thoughts, and couldn't help but snicker in his heart.

The eighteen dragon wells in front of the emperor are good, but compared with the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, the big red robe, it is still a little worse, and Mi Yuzhu's idea is a little naïve.

Sure enough, Yang Jing shook his head slightly and said, "Thank you Miss Mi for your kindness, but I have tasted the eighteen teas in front of the emperor, and I don't like them very much." ”

Hearing this, Mi Yuzhu was flustered, she was a little surprised and disbelieving, after all, the eighteen pieces in front of the emperor are extremely difficult to buy due to problems such as production.

But then, Mi Yuzhu thought of Yang Jing's mysterious identity again, and even Lin Rui was respectful to him, and it seemed that the so-called eighteen pieces of the imperial front were not a difficult tea for him.

But Yang Jing said that if he didn't like it very much, Mi Yuzhu just didn't believe it, how could anyone say they didn't like such a level of tea after drinking it? She felt that this must be Yang Jing wanting to leave, so she deliberately said so.

"Miss Mi, then don't bother much." Yang Jing stood up and said calmly.

Now, Mi Yuzhu is really in a hurry, she has spent so much thought, but she doesn't want Yang Jing to leave after such a while.

"That...... Mr. Yang, my father has a lot of other collections, let me take you to see them? Mi Yuzhu thought about it and hurriedly said.

But Yang Jing said indifferently: "No need." "Yang Jing didn't have much interest in other things.

What are those precious antiques to today's people in Yang Jing's eyes? It's like what people look at today's daily necessities.

After speaking, Yang Jing walked out slowly, and He Guangzi hurriedly followed behind.

Mi Yuzhu's delicate face was a little anxious, but she couldn't think of any other way to keep Yang Jing, so she could only retreat: "Mr. Yang, I don't know when I can see you again?" ”

Yang Jing didn't look back, but he still said lightly in a flat tone: "That painting." ”

The meaning of this sentence is easy to understand, Mi Yuzhu bit her lip slightly, and thought to herself that she had to persuade her father to sell the painting to Mr. Yang, otherwise she didn't know when she would see him again.

It is said that girls are extroverted, and this sentence makes sense.

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Yang Jing left the Mi family with He Guang, He Guang drove the car and asked cautiously: "Mr. Yang, where are we going now?" Do you want to go back fishing? ”

"No, go to Xingqing Street on the outskirts of the city." Yang Jing's eyes were calm and he spoke.

He Guangying was, and drove smoothly to the outskirts of the city.

A city, even if it is full of flowers and fire, only some unknown places still have poverty and hardship.

Xingqing Street, located on the outskirts of Sichuan City, is the poor and poor place of Sichuan City, and most of the people living here are workers who have gone to the city to work, as well as some poor households.

When He Guang arrived in the car, he was also a little surprised and said, "Mr. Yang, the environment of this Xingqing Street is so bad. ”

There was a lot of garbage on the streets, and there was a strange smell in the air, and the pedestrians were mostly plainly dressed, with bitterness and fatigue on their faces.

"It's not surprising that there is a place like this in any city in the world." Yang Jing, who closed his eyes and recuperated, responded softly.

Hearing this, He Guang nodded a little as if he didn't understand, although he didn't read much, his family conditions were not that bad, at least it was not related to poverty.

"Mr. Yang, where are we exactly?" He Guang asked, the main street is not small.

Yang Jing opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, and he seemed to be recalling something, and only after a small half a ring did he say: "Baosheng Garment Factory, not far ahead." ”

He Guang nodded, drove forward for a while, and really saw a two-story building on the side of the street, with the words Baosheng Garment Factory hanging at the gate.

"Just wait here." He Guang parked the car at the gate of the garment factory, and Yang Jing said.

Then, the car was quiet, and He Guang saw that Yang Jing had no intention of talking, so he naturally didn't dare to take the initiative to find any topic, so he sat honestly.

But just like that, He Guang was really a little uncomfortable, and after waiting for half an hour, he couldn't help it, hesitated, and said cautiously: "Mr. Yang, I, I'll get out of the car and smoke a cigarette?" ”

Yang Jing hummed lightly.

He Guang's heart was relieved, he didn't have Yang Jing's patience, so he hurriedly got out of the car, stood next to him and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and smoked it.

However, in his heart, He Guang was still a little curious about what Yang Jing was doing in this place, and he was obviously waiting for someone at the moment.

Thinking about Yang Jing's mysterious and unspeakable identity, He Guang couldn't connect him with this place that can be said to be at the bottom of society.

A cigarette had just been smoked halfway, but people began to come out of the garment factory one after another, it should be noon, and the workers came out to eat.

He Guang's expression moved slightly, and he said secretly: "Mr. Yang, isn't he waiting for the workers here?" No, how could Mr. Yang's identity know the people here? ”

It's not that He Guang looks down on these hard-working factory workers, it's just that the gap between Yang Jing and these people is indeed a little too big.

At this time, Yang Jing in the car suddenly rolled down the window, looked at the workers who came out of the factory, and said to He Guang: "Please come over to the man in the white shirt and black pants." ”

Hearing this, He Guang hurriedly responded, extinguished the cigarette, and trotted over to the man Yang Jing said.

Leaning closer, He Guang also saw this man clearly, about thirty-five or sixteen, his face was still handsome, but there was a faint sadness on his face, or he was depressed.

"Hello." He Guang opened his mouth to say hello, this man was Mr. Yang and others, and he didn't dare to slack off.

The man saw He Guang greeting him, and his face showed surprise, mainly because he saw He Guang coming from a luxury car, such a person has nothing to do with him.

"Hello, is there something wrong with you?" The man's attitude was even more respectful, and he asked politely.

He Guang was even more strange in his heart, such a person knew Mr. Yang?

"That's right, Mr. Yang, please come over." He Guang said, and pointed to the car parked next to him.

The man was even more surprised, and when he was about to ask something, his expression suddenly changed, and his whole body began to tremble, and he stammered and asked: "You, you said Yang, Mr. Yang?" ”

He Guang nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Yang." ”

The man's face immediately showed a look of disbelief, and then he turned into madness, and actually ran directly to the front of the car and looked at Yang Jing who was sitting in the car.

In the surprised eyes of He Guang and the surrounding off-duty workers, the man pounced, knelt in front of the car, buried his head deep in the ground, and a big man began to cry bitterly.