"Brother Hua, how did you sleep yesterday?"

When he arrived at the hotel, Fang Yi found that Hua Ziyi and four young men were already sitting in the hotel lobby waiting, and hurriedly said, "Brothers, we really don't have good hospitality. Let's go eat something first?"

"I got up in the morning and ate breakfast in the hotel. I won't be hungry now..." Hua Ziyi waved his hand and said, "There are a lot of snacks in Qinhuai River. Let's go back and eat while playing, so don't waste time here..."

"Okay, brothers, let's go..." After staying in Beijing for a few days, Fang Yi could also say a few Beijing movies, but he didn't speak very well, and Hua Ziyi and others laughed.

"Brother Hua, Angkor, this is my brother, just call it Sanpao..."

When he got into the minibus, Fang Yi introduced the three cannons to Hua Ziyi and others. As for the few who were following Hua Ziyi, he only knew that they were disciples of several seniors in the capital, but Fang Yi was not very familiar with them, and he only met on the day of the apprenticeship ceremony.

"I met you yesterday..." Hua Ziyi shook hands with Sanpao and said, "Brother Fang Yi, that's my buddy. I'll call you in the future. By the way, Fang Yi, I'll introduce these people to you..."

Although she is not the oldest, among these young people, Hua Ziyi is undoubtedly the leader. He introduced Fang Yi one by one. As Fang Yi expected, the people were disciples of several bigwigs in the antiques or cultural relics industry in the capital.

The oldest Angkor, Wu Yuhao, is 30 years old. His teacher is one of the members of the National Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee and is also a doctoral supervisor in the History Department of Beijing University. Wu Yuhao is now studying for a doctorate with his teacher.

The other three are named Ma Yu, Hua Xiaoping and Yan Junyang. All of these mentors are well-known people in the field of cultural relics identification. Except for Wu Yuhao's teacher who did not come in person because of his poor health, the other teachers all attended Fang Yi's apprenticeship ceremony yesterday.

"Fang Yi, Sanpao, don't look at these young men, they are called the four young men in our antique identification industry..." After introducing the names of several people, Hua Ziyi laughed and teased.

"Huazi, are you laughing at us again? You are the real young master in the capital..."

Hearing Hua Ziyi's words, Wu Yuhao deliberately looked angry, but Fang Yi could tell that a hint of pride appeared in Wu Yuhao's eyes. Obviously, his evaluation of Hua Ziyi was not very resistant.

In fact, it is a bit exaggerated to say that Hua Ziyi is the four young masters. However, there are many auctions in the capital every year. With the name of the teacher, Wu Yuhao and others can come into contact with many physical identifications, and now they have some names.

"They come from the capital, and I will need to rely on all my brothers to take care of them in the future..."

Fang Yi laughed, and he could tell from the faces of several people that although Wu Yuhao was the oldest, his personality was a little unsteady enough. On the contrary, Yan Junyang, who was about the same age as Hua Ziyi, looked a little mature.

"Fang Yi, you have become two famous masters at once. If you want to take care of them, I'm afraid we will need your care in the future..."

The people sitting in the car, except for the driver, are considered to be people in the circle of antiques or cultural relics. Naturally, they know the status of Fang Yi's two teachers. Therefore, Fang Yi did not show any airs. The few people were talking and laughing about some interesting things in the industry, and the atmosphere in the car was very good.

"Everyone, when we come to Confucius Temple, the first thing we do is to eat..."

After getting off the car in the parking lot, the tour guide's job was naturally Sanpao. To be honest, it has been almost half a year since Fang Yi went down the mountain. This is the first time this Confucius Temple has been here, and Sanpao's family has moved into Jinling for several years, but this Confucius Temple has been coming a lot.

"I have heard that the Confucius Temple has eight masterpieces of Qinhuai. We should let go of our stomachs and taste them..."

When Hua Ziyi heard Sanpao's words, he couldn't help laughing. It was true that he had been here several times in Jinling, but it was all because of work. The other party's reception specifications were very high, so it was naturally impossible to take them to such a snack bar.

"As soon as Brother Hua said, he would be able to eat..."

Sanpao gave Hua Ziyi a thumbs up and said, "The first of these eight masterpieces of Qinhuai are Huangqiao Seed Bread and Kaiyang Ganshu. Everyone taste the taste first, but don't eat too much. We have seven masterpieces later..."

Although Sanpao's temperament is not as lively as fat people, he is more steady than fat people. When doing things, people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze. He can also be fully equipped with five or six Hua Ziyi. After he invited a few people to sit down in the store, he skillfully ordered several flavors of sesame cakes and dried silk at the cashier.

"It tastes good, it's true that it's worthy of reputation..." After patting his belly, he walked out of the pancake shop. Hua Ziyi patted his belly and smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't live in Jinling, otherwise I wouldn't have to eat it for a year?"

"Huazi, Beijing is delicious but much more delicious than Jinling. That's because you have strong self-control and are diligent in training, and your figure will be so good..."

Wu Yuhao, who followed Hua Ziyi, was obviously flattering Hua Ziyi. Although his teacher's status in the cultural relics world is not much lower than that of Qin Haichuan, Hua Ziyi's family background is far from what Wu Yuhao and others can compare with.

"What's my good figure? Look at Fang Yi, that figure is the standard..." Hua Ziyi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Let's go, let's continue eating the next family. It's not a woman. What kind of figure do you want? I'll eat all the eight masters of Jinling today..." —

"No, I really can't eat it..."

A few hours later, Fang Yi and others sat in a teahouse. Looking at the exquisite snacks on the table, although Hua Ziyi and others wanted to eat, their stomachs could not be filled. However, Fang Yi was not too slow and would throw a piece of snacks into their mouths from time to time.

"Fang Yi, can you still eat it?"

Seeing Fang Yi chewing slowly and putting a snack in his mouth, Wu Yuhao and others looked unbelievable. You know, when eating snacks before, Fang Yi ate more than the others combined.

"His belly is a bottomless pit. If he wants to eat, it will not be enough for him..." Hua Ziyi had eaten with Fang Yi several times in Beijing, but was not very surprised.

"Brother Hua, Angkor, let's order a few dishes to go to the cruise ship to have a night tour of the Qinhuai River. How about you guys?" Sanpao said the scheduled itinerary. Although the Qinhuai River looks prosperous during the day, the night view is even more charming.

"Okay, let's learn ancient style and write poems..."

Seeing that Hua Ziyi did not object, Wu Yuhao smiled and said, "It's just a pity. Now there are only the eight wonders of Qinhuai in Jinling, but there are no eight beauty of Qinhuai. Otherwise, if we drink and write poems, and if there are beauties playing the piano and playing music, that would be a happy life..." ——
Chapter completed!