Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

"Xiaoxia and the others are back?"

"should be."

"Xiaoxia, Xiaozongzi, Pingping, Xiaoyu, are you back?"

"Dad, mom."

The little Zongzi heard the voices of her parents and ran out of the house, with the black panther following behind the girl.

He Xiaoxia came to the door of the living room: "Third sister, third brother-in-law, you are back."

Xu Jingping said: "Xiaoxia, when did you come back?"

"We've been back for half an hour."

"Where are Pingping and Xiaoyu?"

"The two of them were tired from playing and fell asleep just after they came back. Third sister and third brother-in-law, I will go back first and you should have a rest early."

"Have you washed up?"

"Dad, can you tell me another story?"

Yang Yukun patted the little Zongzi on the head and asked the girl to go back to her room to sleep.

"it is good."

"Brush your teeth, wash your face, and wash your feet. My aunt took us to wash them."

"Tell a story and go to sleep."

the next day.

"What story do you want to hear?"

He Xiaoxia patted Black Panther's head and took Black Panther away from the third sister's third brother-in-law's house.

After Xiao Zongzi returned to his room, Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping also returned to the main bedroom.

"Go."

"Baby, the story is over, go back to your room and sleep."

After the death of the girl, she transformed into a magical bird with a flowered head, white beak and red claws. It carried stones and grass from the mountains and threw them into the East Sea every day... "

"Okay, go back."

Yang Yukun continued to tell Xiao Zongzi the story he had not finished last time. Xiao Zongzi listened very seriously and raised his own questions from time to time.

"Black Panther, let's go."

"Dad, tell me a story."

"The story I didn't finish last time."

"Okay, Mom and Dad, I'm going back to my room."

"Okay, Dad will tell you the story that he left last time. According to legend, Jingwei was the youngest daughter of Emperor Yan Shennong, named Nvwa. One day, the girl went to the East China Sea to play and drowned in the water.

"No, I'll tell you tomorrow. It's time to rest now."

Yang Feng and Zhang Xue's son held a full-moon banquet and invited their relatives and friends in the imperial capital to have dinner at their home. Poshahou Hou and Han Chunming were also invited.

In the afternoon, Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping took Xiao Zongzi, Heping Ping and Xiao Maize to Yang Feng's house with their master and Han Chunming.

In Yang Yukun's hand, he was also holding a full-moon gift prepared for Fengfeng.

"Hey, Lord Marquis, Director Han, Director Yang, and Director Xu, you are here too."

"It's so lively. When did you come here?"

"We came here in the morning."

"Master Hou, sit here."

"it is good."

"Master Marquis, do you have any plans to sell those treasures in your hands?"

"The old things in my hand can only go in and out, so don't try to get rid of the old things in my hand." "I recently met a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong Island. This man likes porcelain from the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty very much and is willing to spend a lot of money. When buying, the price will be based on the recent auction price in Hong Kong. As long as the product is good, money doesn’t matter. Unfortunately, I don’t have it.”

"I don't have it in my hand either."

"Master Marquis, please don't be modest. You are one of the greatest collectors of porcelain among the people in our imperial capital, and you have countless good things in your hands."

"When it comes to great collectors, who among us sitting here can compare to Xiao Wu? He has a museum as big as his and has a collection of more than 20,000 pieces. He is the number one collector in our Sijiu City."

Yang Feng followed his grandfather Yang Guangcheng and met many people in Liulichang. Today, his son was hosting a full-moon banquet, and he also called the friends he met in Liulichang to his home.

These people sat around and chatted in the yard. After Yang Yukun and others arrived, the two sides met and exchanged greetings.

One of the antique shop owners came up with the idea of ​​collecting the items from the collection of Hou Po Po. He said that he recently met a big boss from Hong Kong who liked porcelain from the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty and was willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.

Bao Pohou didn't like him. A few years ago, he carried a torn sack and walked around the streets to buy old items because he liked these old items and had never thought of selling the old items in his hands.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, so he turned the topic to Han Chunming, saying that Han Chunming was the number one collector in Sijiu City.

What he said is true. The various collections in Yaxuan Museum add up to nearly 20,000 pieces. In terms of the number of private collections in the entire imperial capital, no one has more collections than Han Chunming.

Even among the people in the country, no one can be found who has a larger collection than him.

"I really don't have any porcelain from the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty."

The Yaxuan Museum does have nearly 20,000 pieces in its collection. Excluding Meng Xiaoxing's part, Han Chunming's own collection also has more than 15,000 pieces.

But he really didn’t have any porcelain from the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty.

Most of the porcelain in his hands are from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Even if there are some from the Song Dynasty, they are not produced by the five famous kilns, but from other kilns.

"Director Han, it doesn't matter if it's not one of the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty. I saw that you have a Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup in your museum. I wonder if you have any plans to sell it?"

"Sorry, the old thing in my hand is not for sale just like Mr. Hou."

Han Chunming glanced at the other party and replied coldly.

The collection in his hands is indeed quite large, but none of it is superfluous.

What's more, the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup is one of the most important collections in his possession.

What does this guy want to do with the stuff he has in his hands?
How far, fuck, roll him as far as he can. The farther he rolls, the better.

"Grandpa, grandma, aunt, grandpa, aunt, Lord Marquis, and Mr. Han, you are here."

At this time, Yang Feng and his wife came out of the house with their children.

"Fengzi, your uncle and the others haven't come here yet?" Yang Yukun asked. He didn't see Yang Guangcheng and the others.

"Grandpa is still in the store. He said he would come over in a while. Uncle Mingrui and Aunt Mingrui won't be able to come over until after get off work."

"No wonder I didn't see them. This is for Fengfeng."

Yang Yukun handed the gift box in his hand to Yang Feng. It was a full-moon gift that he and Xu Jingping had prepared for their children. It was a white jade relief brush holder with fairy zhi, bamboo and flowers from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

"Thank you, grandpa, thank you, grandma." Yang Feng took the things.

"Beezi, this is for the child."

Baoshahou and Han Chunming also prepared full-moon gifts for their children. The items were not very expensive and represented their sincerity.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis, and thank you, Director Han."

Yang Feng handed the things to Zhang Xue and asked Zhang Xue to take them into the house and put them away.

Yang Yukun asked: "Who is in the kitchen?"

"I hired a chef from the hotel to come back and help with the cooking."

Today, their son is hosting a full-moon banquet. Yang Feng and Zhang Xue's cooking skills are usually good at cooking and eating by themselves, but on this occasion, their cooking skills are a bit unsatisfactory.

The two discussed it and simply invited a chef from outside to come to the house to help cook.

Yesterday afternoon, Yang Feng went to Fengzeyuan Restaurant to hire a master chef. (End of chapter)