"Bronze Warehouses of Shang and Zhou dynasties" is edited by Ma Chengyuan and published by the Cultural Relics Publishing House. It is a 8-fold paper and hardcover on cloth. Judging from the pages, it should be a while.

Zhang Kun opened it and looked at it. The publication date was 1990. Guai, this book is the same age as Zhang Kun.

The pages of the book are slightly yellowed and the footers are slightly rolled. It is obvious that people often read them. There are often some notes on the pages, which shows that the person who is reading is not only very careful, but also has done his best.

Judging from the last few notes, they should have been written in the last few days, and it should not be more than a week. In the handwriting of the last note, like all the notes in front, they should have been written by the same person.

It’s Qi Xiangyang. Although that guy loves money like his life, he still has a heart that strives for progress. But that’s the case. After all, he relies on the antique industry to make a living, so how can he do not have some real skills?

Although he sells all fakes, even if it is a fake, if he wants to sell it, especially if he wants to sell it at a high price, and has no goods in his stomach, how can he buy it like a tiger and then get it hot?

Zhang Kun has heard a lot of the saying "knowledge changes destiny" since he was a child. If he is used in the antique world, it would be really suitable.

Using knowledgeable knowledge to identify antiques, then buying low and selling high, and finding bargains everywhere. In the early 1990s, many people became rich.

After seeing this book, Zhang Kun actually made a little better at Qi Xiangyang's senses. That guy was a little greedy for money, but at least he still had ambition. It was just this word, a little ugly.

Zhang Kun asked himself that his handwriting was ugly, but his teacher said that he was a chicken and his claws were better than his writings. This shows that Zhang Kun's handwriting is indeed not up to the top, and Qi Xiangyang's handwriting made Zhang Kun feel contempt. This shows how messy it is.

Zhang Kun looked through it for a while and originally wanted to put the book back to its original place. Maybe that guy Qi Xiangyang would come out to find it after he hid the money. After all, it seemed that the book attached great importance to him.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Kun was still stuck under his ribs. He should take it away first and give it back to him next time he has the chance. After all, if this is placed on the ground, it may not be picked up by others.

Zhang Kun didn't want to wait here, and waited for Qi Xiangyang to come back to pick it up.

Forget it, just treat it as the reward for helping me complete a task indirectly.

When Zhang Kun thought of this, he couldn't help but smile with a smug smile. Although he didn't send the money directly to Qi Pengfei, it would be the same when he sent it to his grandson.

Anyway, Yao Zhiping gave the money just to calm down the guilt that had been in his heart for many years, and he didn't want Qi Pengfei to miss him, so as long as the money comes.

In this way, Zhang Kun only had to donate all the antiques in the underground collection room of the courtyard. There was no problem at all. It was very easy and simple, just spending more time. However, Zhang Kun was not in a hurry anyway, just take it slowly.

So, after getting Qi Pengfei's side done, it was basically fulfilling Yao Zhiping's wish, and Zhang Kun relaxed.

When he was in a good mood, Zhang Kun felt like he was having fun. Didn’t he say that when he came to Yanjing, there were four things he had to do: climb the Great Wall, eat roast duck, visit the Forbidden City, and visit Pan’s homeland.

Zhang Kun visited Panjiayuan, and then the Great Wall, the Forbidden City and the Roasted Duck. The Great Wall was far away. Zhang Kun was too lazy to leave. The Forbidden City was not far from Panjiayuan. However, Zhang Kun thought about it and finally decided to eat roast duck.

For foodies, the Great Wall and the Forbidden City are far less attractive than roast duck.

Yanjing Roasted Duck is famous nationwide. Zhang Kun has always heard of it, but unfortunately he has never had the opportunity to taste it. This time he comes, you must have a good meal.

When it comes to Yanjing roast duck, you naturally have to go to Quanjude. Even Zhang Kun, who is far away in Nanhu, has heard of the three words Quanjude many times. It is said that the roast duck there is the most authentic in Yanjing.

After making a decision, Zhang Kun waved his hand and then called Yao Zhi to leave: "Quanjude to eat roast duck."

But after just two steps, Yao Zhiping called Zhang Kun and then smiled and looked at Zhang Kun: "I will tell you one thing, Lao Yanjing will never go to Quanjude to eat roast duck."

Zhang Kun was stunned and turned around and looked at Yao Zhiping foolishly: "Where will you go if you don't go to Quanjude?"

Yao Zhiping chuckled and said, "Quanjude is very famous, but if you have to go, I promise you will regret it."

Zhang Kun blinked and looked at Yao Zhiping: "Do you have a good place?"

Yao Zhiping smiled and said, "Why did I say that I have settled in Yanjing for more than ten years. I am happy today. I will take you to a place and you will definitely like it."

After saying that, Yao Zhiping slowly floated forward and led the way in front, and Zhang Kun immediately followed.

Three hours later, Zhang Kun covered his stomach and walked out of a small alley shop with satisfaction on his face.

This Yanjing roast duck is indeed well-known. It has a golden color, oily but not greasy, thin and crispy skin, and delicate meat. It is paired with side dishes such as roast duck cakes and cucumber and green onions, and is covered with sweet sauce or spicy sauce. It tastes...

Zhang Kun swallowed the saliva in his mouth. Although his stomach was obviously bulging, when he thought of the taste, Zhang Kun felt that he could eat another one.

Fortunately, Zhang Kun couldn't hold on anymore, so he could only barely suppress his thoughts of turning back and then left resolutely. However, Zhang Kun had already made up his mind that he would come tomorrow.

After leaving the old shop in the alley, which is said to be a century-old, he called a taxi and headed straight for the Siheyuan.

When he arrived at the street entrance, Zhang Kun paid for the bus and got off the bus, he looked comfortable, hummed a little tune, and then slowly walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

However, just before Zhang Kun came to the gate of the Siheyuan, Zhang Kun was stunned, then blinked, and looked at the two people at the door in disbelief. One was the security guard of the service company he knew, but the one next to him... Qi Xiangyang?

Why did this guy come here? No, how did he find this? No, why did he come here? No, why did he come here? No... Qi Xiangyang, he shouldn't have appeared here.

Zhang Kun suddenly felt his mind was in a mess, and he felt a little bad in his heart, especially when he saw the bag in Qi Xiangyang's arms, why did he look so familiar?

broken…….

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly in his heart, then turned around and left without saying a word.

However, when Zhang Kun saw Qi Xiangyang, Qi Xiangyang also saw him at first sight. When he saw Zhang Kun intending to turn around and leave, Qi Xiangyang suddenly yelled: "Stop, don't leave."

Roaring, Qi Xiangyang ran towards Zhang Kun in an instant, then grabbed Zhang Kun's clothes, looked at him with a fixed eye, and then said angrily: "It's you."

After confirming Zhang Kun's identity, a trace of anger flashed in Qi Xiangyang's eyes, and then threw the handbag in front of Zhang Kun and shouted: "I'll pay you back the money, and give me the cooking cauldron."
Chapter completed!