Chapter 62: I was stunned, Sister Lan fights against counterfeiting [2 updates]


    "Alan, I''m so sorry." Yan Tingyue took off her hat and said, "Originally, I asked you to accompany me to see the art exhibition, but I ignored you."


    "Teacher, you are so serious." Ye Wanlan didn''t care and smiled slightly, "Your work is more important. Our purpose is to revive Kunqu Opera."


    "Sit down, don''t be polite to me." Yan Tingyue then noticed the other two people at the dining table.


    Rong Yu stood up in panic. He opened his mouth wide, his face full of eight words: "Incredible" and "He is going crazy".


    Who can tell him how could Yan Tingyue’s apprentice be Ye Wanlan? !


    "Xiao Rong?" Yan Tingyue was slightly stunned, "And Xiao Yan?"


    She has a good memory, especially Yan Tingfeng''s appearance and demeanor, which she will never forget at first sight.


    "You are Alan''s friends."


    "Is it you whom student Ye said?!"


    Two sounds sounded at the same time.


    Yan Tingyue was just an accident, but Rong Yu jumped up and almost staggered.


    Since he visited Yan Tingyue last time and learned that she had accepted the apprentice, he has been curious about who this little apprentice is.


    Rong Yu thought about the young masters and daughters of Yunjing’s big and small families who met Kunqu Opera in Yunjing, but none of them could match the number.


    He never expected to meet Yan Tingyue in such a situation, and he was not mentally prepared.


    "Hello Aunt Yan." Yan Tingfeng didn''t move his eyebrows and smiled gently, "I''ve met again. Is the tea I gave you last time good?"


    "Yes, we''re meeting again." Yan Tingyue nodded repeatedly, "The tea tastes great, it must have taken a lot of effort to cultivate it, right?"


    Yan Tingfeng did not answer, and his smile deepened on his lips: "If Aunt Yan likes it, I will send you a few more boxes."


    He is talking about "box".


    Yan Tingyue was surprised: "Xiao Yan, it''s too wasteful. My food and drink are always rough, so there is no need to waste money."


    "No waste." Yan Tingfeng responded with a smile, "Just be careful, nothing."


    Yan Tingyue keenly sensed that Yan Tingfeng''s attitude towards her was a little closer, not just because he was polite when he first met.


    She thought for a moment, looked at Ye Wanlan, and suddenly realized.


    I see.


    "Ye... why do you still know Kunqu Opera?" Rong Yu stuttered, "It shouldn''t be, you really can''t match Kunqu Opera!"


    He really couldn''t imagine that a girl who could sing opera could kick the table over with one kick and act recklessly.


    Ye Wanlan returned the menu to the waiter and raised his eyebrows: "You have never asked."


    What are the problems when learning Kunqu Opera, suppressing the mind of killing, cultivating one''s own character and cultivating sentiment?


    "I...this..." The land continued to stutter and could not maintain its calmness.


    He calmed down and finally smashed his head on the table.


    He was autistic.


    "I still think that this meal will make me uncomfortable. After all, I am used to living alone and have not seen strangers for a long time." Yan Tingyue smiled happily, "But since they are all acquaintances, that''s fine. Eat, chat, and I treat you."


    It was not until the dishes came up that Rong Yu finally found his soul: "Auntie Yan, you have hurt me so much. If you remind me earlier, my heart would not be able to bear it."


    "Xiao Rong, why do you still have this kind of temperament? It''s time to grow up." Yan Tingyue laughed, "How is your grandfather in good health recently?"


    "He is so good, he is stronger than me." Rong Yu said, "The old man was also invited to go to Beilu to be a judge of a psychic program, and he ran away happily."


    "That''s good, that''s good." Yan Tingyue nodded and suddenly said, "I heard that today''s auction actually sold a genuine copy of Princess Yongning? 300 million is indeed not a small amount, but Princess Yongning''s paintings are worth it."


    "Teacher, that painting is fake." Ye Wanlan put the peeled shrimp into Yan Tingyue''s bowl, "But the imitation is indeed good, it can be worth 300,000 to 400,000."


    "Fake it?" Yan Tingyue was shocked, but did not doubt Ye Wanlan''s words. "In this case, all the person in charge of the auction will be held accountable!"


    "I have already checked the specific source of this painting." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "It is unforgivable to impersonate a defective product as a national treasure."


    Yan Tingyue sighed lightly: "It was also the war back then, we had too many cultural relics lost and destroyed."


    "Aunt Yan, please be happy. The reason why my old man went to be a judge was that Beilu invited him to use three cultural relics in Shenzhou." Rong Yu smiled, "Or he wouldn''t have been there."


    "It''s indeed a happy thing." Yan Tingyue smiled again, "We will bring back all the cultural relics in the future."


    Ye Wanlan''s eyelashes drooped.


    In the battle three hundred years ago, China collapsed, and the Star Manchester Federation Empire took the opportunity to plunder a lot of antiques in China.


    Originally, Beilu and Shenzhou had diplomatic relations and had always had friendly exchanges, but the palace revolution happened to occur. The newly appointed emperor directly abolished this relationship and followed the Star Manchester Federation Empire and plundered treasures.


    Until these years, China has risen again. Although it has not yet regained its former position, it cannot be underestimated.


    "I''m also please help me pay attention to the antiques." Ye Wanlan came back to his senses, "I want to repair the black iron golden silk armor of King Yan first."


    "Repair the black iron golden silk armor?" Yan Tingyue frowned, "Repairing is not an easy task. This armor is said to have cracked into 1,800 pieces, and it is not certain whether these fragments can be retrieved."


    Yan Tingfeng turned his head when he heard the sound: "There is a collector in Yunjing who has a few pieces in his hand, and I''ll help you come over."


    "Okay, thank you." Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment, "This antique is very important to me. If you need anything, please tell me." King Yan''s body was not present, and there was not even a grave. This armor was the only relic he recorded.


    "I need..." Yan Tingfeng''s pupils moved slightly, and he smiled softly, "I will mention it to Miss Ye in the future."


    "You didn''t expect that Ye was Aunt Yan''s apprentice." Rong Yu hit Yan Tingfeng''s arm and lowered his voice.


    Yan Tingfeng refused to say anything: "I didn''t expect it."


    "I think so." Rong Yu gloated, "After all, you said before that you were not interested, do you want me to give it to Ye classmate-"


    Yan Tingfeng''s expression did not change at all, and his voice became softer: "Forget this sentence, or I will use some means to make you forget."


    Love: “…”


    He was a little scared.


    After a meal, Ye Wanlan stood up and wanted to send Yan Tingyue back to the mountain.


    Yan Tingyue waved her hand: "I''ll just go back by myself. It took you half a day today. You can go back quickly."


    "Aunt Yan, I''ll give it to you." Rong Yu was very flirting, "Tell you about my old man again."


    Yan Tingyue did not refuse this time: "Let''s go."


    The two left.


    Yan Tingfeng coughed twice: "I''ll send Miss Ye back to Jiangcheng."


    **


    Two hours later, Ye Wanlan returned to the Lin family.


    She opened the door, but an outsider sat in the living room.


    Lin Wenli raised her chin to the person on the sofa, and was lukewarm: "I came to you at 8 o''clock."


    "Miss Ye." Fang Qinghan stood up, "I finally waited for you."


    He actually waited here all morning.


    "Is there anything wrong?" Ye Wanlan did not intend to deal with these young men and daughters in Jiangquan, and his attitude was alienated.


    "There is indeed something. I''m here to thank Miss Ye for his special trip." Fang Qinghan was not angry. "I picked up the painting I bought from Miss Ye last time from Miss Ye. I really felt sorry for it and wanted to invite Miss Ye to sit in Fang''s house."


    Ye Wanlan raised his eyes: "Oh? Where do you start with picking up a bargain?"


    "This painting also helped the Fang family get a cooperation. My mother must invite Miss Ye to thank me personally." Fang Qinghan smiled bitterly, "In addition, I also want to talk to Miss Ye about calligraphy and painting."


    It would be fine if others believed it, but he never believed that the painting was picked up by Ye Wanlan.


    "Interesting, I''ll go with you, Wen Li, I''ll come back tonight, you can say to your uncle and aunt." Ye Wanlan nodded to Lin Wen Li and went out again.


    Fang Qinghan politely welcomed Ye Wanlan into the Fang family.


    "Miss Ye, wait, my mother will come back later." He poured a cup of tea himself, "Miss Ye, please."


    "You''re welcome." Ye Wanlan nodded, took the tea and took a sip, "This tea..."


    "This tea is a variety carefully cultivated by Yunjing Tea Center." Fang Qinghan explained, "My grandfather and mother both like to drink tea. My father specially brought back a box from Yunjing. If Miss Ye likes it, I will give you a few boxes."


    Ye Wanlan shook his head: "No need."


    The tea is fresh and it is indeed not as good as the tea prepared by Yan Tingfeng.


    "Brother! Brother, come out quickly!" At this time, Fang Qingya''s cheerful voice came from outside the door, "I brought Yunyi here. Do you know what Brother He Chen bought for Yunyi? A painting of Princess Yongning is worth 300 million yuan!"


    Princess Yongning’s painting!


    These six words made Fang Qinghan’s expression cheer up.


    But in a flash, his brow frowned again. Why didn’t he receive such a big news?


    "Yunyi, come and let my brother see." Fang Qingya pulled Sheng Yunyi into the door, "Your painting is the painting of Princess Yongning, which is much better than the three million descendants'' paintings!"


    Sheng Yunyi''s soft voice: "Qing Ya, don''t say that. Princess Yongning is the founder of the Yongning School of Painting, and no one can compare to it."


    Ye Wanlan drank tea calmly without saying a word.


    "Ye Wanlan? Why are you at my house? Who asked you to come?" Fang Qingya was shocked and angry, "But, drive her out!"


    "Fang Qingya!" Fang Qing said coldly, "I just came out of the detention center and was restless again. Why did I tell you?"


    "Brother, I..." Fang Qingya was scared and immediately couldn''t believe it, "You actually raped me for the sake of Ye Lan?"


    Fang Qinghan held back his anger: "Apology!"


    "Impossible!" Fang Qingya was also angry, "Brother, I kindly invite you to see Princess Yongning''s painting. Can the painting you bought from her compare?"


    Ye Wanlan put down the teacup: "It''s really impossible to buy a fake painting for 300 million yuan."


    "Do you think the items identified at the auction are fake?" Fang Qingya smiled angrily, "Do you think you are Princess Yongning? Or did she tell you in person that she had never painted this painting? What do you know?"


    Brother Yan: I told me personally


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