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Wang Zhao took out a large bunch of keys from the drawer and led the way, followed closely by Shao Bolin and Jiang Shan.

The Yanjing Painting Academy is a courtyard house built in the mid-Qing Dynasty. There are three rooms in the southeast, northwest, and north. The gray bricks and green floor are very regular.

The group of people came to the door of one of the penthouses, when Wang Zhao opened the door with a loud bang.

Shao Bolin couldn't hold it anymore. He glanced at Jiangshan beside him, and they both had the same joy in their eyes.

The door was pushed open from the outside in, revealing a refreshing room without any odor as expected.

Wang Zhao pushed open the window, and the sunlight immediately passed through the window surrounded by dust.

Each wooden box was placed on the wooden frame. From Jiang Shan's perspective, it was wider than the wooden box with a 38-inch lid.

The wooden boxes were opened one after another, and each box contained about 20 to 30 paintings.

All scrolls have been removed.

Oh! Shao Bolin was stunned when he saw these works!

Be careful, be careful, he squatted down and kept reminding Wang Zhao, a professional in movements: Be more careful.

At this time, Jiang Shan had held his breath.

He knew in his heart that he might only have this one chance in his life to have such close contact with a whole box of masterpieces by the master.

Qi Lao's works in the box include flowers, insects, fish, landscapes, and figures, and most of them are banners.

Each piece is a pinnacle work and a peerless treasure.

It turns out that the Yanjing Painting Academy collected all the works that Qi was most satisfied with when he was still alive.

Many of these preserved paintings appear in the world for the first time.

It's all here, take your time and take a look, Wang Zhao, a disciple of the Eight Banners, said slowly.

Sure enough, he has seen the world, and compared to the other three in the room, he is the calmest.

Seeing that the other party did not make a move, Wang Zhao smiled and said: Let's see if there is anything you want.

He said this as if they could take it away if they saw it.

When Jiang Shan heard this, he squatted down with a smile. At this moment, Yu Sigui also raised his camera.

Teacher Shao, Jiang Shan pointed to one of the boxes: The flowers and birds are here.

Shao Bolin, who was unable to use his eyes at first, quickly moved a few steps towards him: So many.

A box full of flowers and birds!

Jiang Shan helped Shao Bolin take out the paintings one by one. After sighing in turn, he quickly took pictures and recorded them.

Teacher Shao's photography work was meticulous and demanding. He was busy until sunset, and then he said goodbye to Wang Zhao of Yanjing Painting Academy with a word of thanks.

This guy is really interesting,

Jiang Shan had never seen any remaining relatives of the Qing Dynasty, but he felt that Comrade Wang had a high awareness of serving the people.

Yes, Shao Bolin felt the same way, and the next second he thought of Jiang Shan:

You're already hungry after working for a long time. Why don't I treat you to hot pot?

Jiang Shan's eyes were bright: Okay! Which restaurant should I eat?

Yu Sigui was afraid of spicy food: I...I want to eat Bombing Dongjing.

What do you want to eat? Jiang Shan wanted to hear it again.

Yu Sigui met his eyes, tilted her head and said word by word: Bomb Dongjing.

Oh, Shao Bolin smiled: Do you know this dish too?

Yeah! Yu Sigui smiled and gathered up his long light blue coat. He just spent nearly 200 in a department store.

Jiang Shan had never heard of it. He just wanted to eat hot pot.

But no one cares about what he likes to eat.

Landowner Shao Bolin took two guests all the way to the Yanjing Hotel located at the junction of Chang'an Street and Wangfujing.

The waiter in a navy blue coat in front of the hotel immediately reached out to stop them.

After stopping, Jiang Shan and Shao Bolin looked at Yu Sigui at the same time.

After Yu Sigui took out his passport, the navy blue coat opened the glass door for them.

Yanjing Hotel is one of the best both today and in future generations.

Walking on the light yellow wool carpet, Shao Bolin pointed in the direction of the banquet hall and introduced Jiangshan:

Your teacher Huang was responsible for the art design of this building back then, and he and Wu Guanzhong completed a New Yangtze River Map there.

Jiang Shan took a look, but unfortunately some parts of the hotel were not open to the public.

It doesn't matter if you have a passport.

The three of them sat down in the restaurant, and Yu Sigui held the recipe as thick as a dictionary in his hand with great interest.

Jiang Shan was already hungry: Give me a bowl of noodles first!

The waiter nodded and took note.

Looking at Yu Sigui again, the more he looked, the more dizzy he became: Excuse me, do you have a dish called Bombing Dongjing?

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then laughed: It's not called bombing Dongjing now.

What's that called?

There's a thunder on the ground!

It's better to bomb Dongjing!

This waiter obviously has seen the world: Sure, I'll write it down for you.

Jiangshan’s fried noodles are the fastest, and the tableware set on the plate is very particular.

But the most important thing is the sauce!

The first bite of noodles is the most authentic. Jiang Shan works hard to make noodles.

Shao Bolin and Yu Sigui, who were at the same table, chatted incessantly, but their focus was entirely on Jiangshan.

Just when they couldn't stand the torture anymore, the dishes were served one after another.

After the last rice dumpling was placed on the table, the waiter held a bowl in his hand and recited: Bomb Dongjing!

Then pour the sea cucumber braised three delicacies in the bowl onto the rice cooker.

Bah~

Yu Sigui leaned back: Wow!

Jiang Shan couldn't help but laugh: Have you never seen this?

Yu Sigui shook his head: I haven't seen it before, but it looks quite funny.

Shao Bolin, who was holding his chopsticks, said quickly when the aroma hit his nose: This dish is not only fun but also delicious. Try it!

This meal was no worse than hot pot. Jiang Shan estimated that Shao Bolin would have to spend two months' salary on it.

But he never thought that Yu Sigui would settle the account.

This incident was so serious that the two grown men reviewed it repeatedly on the way out of the hotel.

I ordered all these dishes, Yu Sigui thought it was reasonable: And they are really delicious.

So, Jiang Shan quickly borrowed a ladder to get out of the house: I'll treat you to something better next time.

Yu Sigui nodded: Just tomorrow!

Shao Bolin on the side smiled and held Jiang Shan's hand: Comrade Xiao Jiang, can your newspaper really appeal for us about the zodiac stamps?

At this time, in Shao Bolin's view, posting was still a very official matter.

No problem, Jiang Shan almost assured MZX: I will write the manuscript myself next month, and then send one copy to you and Teacher Huang.

Thank you so much, Editor Jiang, Shao Bolin's heart was still tied to the monkey ticket: I will also work hard here.

When the two sides separated, it was already dark in Yanjing.

Miss Yu, Jiang Shan stretched out on the street: Where will we stay tonight?

Yu Siguo began to miss the days at the Guangzhou Art Academy: Can we stay at the Yanjing Art Academy tonight?

Haha, Jiang Shan shook his head gently: I don't have that ability, why don't you try it.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Yu Sigui wrapped her coat tightly: Comrade Xiao Jiang, I'll go with you.

Let's go, Jiang Shan had already thought about it: I will take you to a good place.

At the Yanjing TV guest house, Jiang Shanlin opened several letters of introduction before leaving.

One room per person, Jiang Shan handed over the key: Don't worry about anyone.

Just wait for me. Yu Sigui hummed a little tune all the way up the stairs without even looking at Jiangshan.

Jiang Shan laughed and turned around to find the waitress standing at the service desk looking at him.

He immediately explained: My sister just came back from overseas.

Oh~ Comrade waiter smiled and nodded quickly: Your sister is so beautiful.

Okay!

Comrade, what do you need?

Jiang Shan pointed to the public phone at the service desk: I want to make a call.

Not knowing whether Zhou Yeming was still at the TV station at this moment, Jiang Shan made a call.

Hello, I'm Zhou Yeming, a familiar voice came from the phone.

Jiang Shan was overjoyed: Director Zhou, I am Jiang Shan, and I have come to Yanjing.

Jiang Shan, Zhou Yeming's voice was obviously full of surprise: You are already here? I received a call from Lao Gu yesterday.

I went to Yanjing Painting Academy during the day and participated in the unboxing ceremony of Qi Lao's paintings, Jiang Shan said more and more breathlessly: I just came out of Yanjing Hotel, so I wanted to give you a call quickly.

Haha, you're the best,

At this moment, Zhou Yeming was muttering to himself, Qi Lao is hiding the paintings? Unboxing ceremony? Why didn't he receive any news at all?

Jiang Shan continued on the phone: I owe this to an old artist. No, I have to ask you for help when I encounter something.

Zhou Yeming knew that he was a little gay who couldn't hide his deep feelings, but Xiao Jiang's popularity was really awesome:

Xiao Jiang, you don't have to be polite to me. I've already prepared all the tickets for Pierre Cardin.

Really, Jiang Shan was quite surprised: I was worried that I said it too late.

After all, there was no original trip to Yanjing.

This vote is really difficult to get,

Regardless of Jiang Shan, Zhou Yeming still doesn't know about this: This is a fashion show organized by the Ministry of Light Industry, not open to the public...