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Chapter 911

"The auspicious time has come. Please invite the elders to the table and invite the guests to the table."

The person who called out was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was specially invited by Zhang Kun from the concierge company to transfer to traditional etiquette.

As the host shouted, Liang Yi pushed Qi Pengfei into the middle hall, and then Qi Pengming, Wen Zhiming, Hou Baoguo, Tang Xinhua, and Jiao Guoan all sat down on the left and right sides of the middle hall.

"Please, disciple Qi Xiangyang will come to the table!"

Qi Xiangyang was cleaned up all over and slowly walked to the middle of the hall and stood there quietly.

"Please, the statue of the ancestor."

The preservation personnel who had been prepared had held a portrait in both hands, then hung it respectfully on the central hall and then opened it carefully.

On the portrait is a round face, a goatee on the top of the head, a big eared ancient costume portrait, Fan Li.

Fan Li, whose courtesy name was Shaobo and also named Tao Zhugong, was an early Taoist scholar and one of the pioneers of Chu studies. He was respected by later generations as the "Shang Sheng" and one of the "Five Saints of Nanyang".

Fan Li was born in poverty and humbleness, but he was knowledgeable and talented. He once persuaded King Goujian of Yue to save his life. Later, he rose and destroyed Wu. After his success, he retired bravely and replaced him with a name named Qiyi Zipi and traveled around the world. During this period, he became a wealthy business three times and then spent all his family wealth three times. People praised him for his loyalty as the country; wisdom as the protection of his self; business as the wealth, and become famous all over the world.

Many postmodern businessmen worship his statue and regard him as the founder of business.

Although the antique industry has literary artistic conception, it is ultimately a commercial act, so it is natural to invite Fan Li.

After inviting Fan Li to paint the portrait, the host continued to shout: "Please, Master Yao Zhiping, the master, came to the seat."

Zhang Kun looked solemn, holding the newly prepared portrait of Yao Zhiping in with both hands, he walked in slowly, and then carefully placed the portrait in front of the first Grand Master's chair in the middle hall.

After putting down the portrait, Zhang Kun slowly took a few steps back, and then sat down on a chair on the lower right side of the Taishi Chair. It was not the top seat, but it was not the lower seat, and it was located in the middle.

"Please submit a letter to the elders of disciples."

Liang Yi pushed Qi Pengfei and walked out slowly. Qi Pengfei held a big red greeting letter in his hand, quietly located under the Taishi chair.

"Please read the prayer letter by my elders."

Qi Pengfei looked serious, then gently opened the prayer post and read in a deep voice: "The way of teacher is great. It is a skill to teach one's skills in the beginning. It is a strategy to support the family through food and clothing. It has been passed down from generation to generation and the etiquette is grand. Now a fool is born in Qi Xiangyang. Fortunately, he met a famous teacher. I wish to enter the school, receive karma and nourish the body, and cultivate the right path of virtue."

"Since I have been divided into masters and apprentices, and my friendship with my father and son, I should be respectful to my masters. I will never forget my feelings. I will never regret it. I will have no support for my empty words. I will use this word to show my solemnity."

After Qi Pengfei finished reading the book, he gently placed the greeting letter on the Eight Immortals table next to Yao Zhiping's portrait with respect.

"Please give me a shrine." The master shouted loudly.

Liang Yi took out the things that had been prepared long ago and gave them to Qi Pengfei. At this time, Zhang Kun also stood up silently, walked to Yao Zhiping's portrait, and took the six gifts handed over by Qi Pengfei.

The six rituals of Shuxiu include six items: celery, lotus seeds, red beans, dates, longans, and dried lean meat strips. These six rituals are very particular.

Celery means diligence and studious, lotus seeds are bitter, and ascetic education. Red beans represent good luck, dates mean early high school, longan means perfect merit, and lean meat strips represent a little intention of the disciple.

After taking everything, Zhang Kun put it in the tray that the cleaning lady next to him had already prepared, and then returned to his seat.

At this time, the emcee continued, "Please, please salute to the ancestor."

Qi Xiangyang looked solemn, knelt gently on his knees, clasped his fists with his hands, and faced Fan Li's portrait.

"After a bow, Chinese civilization will be protected."

"Two worships, the way of the ancestors, the merits and demerits of ancient and modern times."

"Three prayers, we can study things and lead to knowledge, cultivate ourselves and cure our whole body."

After bowing three times, the emcee continued, "Please, please salute the teacher."

Qi Xiangyang moved his body lightly and turned to Yao Zhiping's portrait. Looking at the black and white portrait, Yao Zhiping's bright eyes couldn't help but feel a little turbulent in his heart: Master Yao Zhiping, you will be my teacher in the future.

"After a bow, the teacher will respect his power, establish people and morality. Thank you for your hard work in the future."

"Two worships, teach and teach, educate and resolve doubts, work hard and climb up step by step."

"Three bows, thank you to your teacher, learn from heaven and earth, and work together to make tomorrow better."

"Disciple, give tea to the master!"

The cleaning staff came over with a tea tray next to him, then Qi Xiangyang picked up the tea cup, and then carefully placed it on the Eight Immortals table next to Yao Zhiping's portrait.

"Please return the gift from the teacher."

Zhang Kun stood beside the portrait, then picked up the dried longan, celery and green onions that had been prepared, and delivered them to Qi Xiangyang one by one.

Longan dried means enlightenment and wisdom, not to mention celery, onion means intelligence.

After returning the gift, Zhang Kun returned to his seat. At this time, the emcee said again: "Super tea to the elder brother."

Qi Xiangyang moved his steps lightly, came to Zhang Kun's seat, then picked up the new teacup from the cleaning lady, and sent it to Zhang Kun with a respectful look on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Kun's heart was quiet. He looked at Qi Xiangyang quietly, then turned to look at Yao Zhiping, who was sitting on his portrait on the upper Taishi chair, and looked at the satisfied chuckling on Yao Zhiping's face.

Zhang Kun sighed in his heart, then slowly took the tea cup handed over by Qi Xiangyang, gently scraped the tea leaves on the tea noodles with the tea lid, and then took a sip.

Drinking this cup of tea means that Zhang Kun has taken over the burden that originally belonged to Yao Zhiping and shouldered the important responsibility of "preaching, teaching, and solving doubts" for Qi Xiangyang.

It seemed that before I knew it, I got on Yao Zhiping's pirate ship again.

but…….

Look at Qi Xiangyang's eyes full of anticipation, then look at Yao Zhiping's happy smile, get on the pirate ship, just get on the pirate ship, just be happy.

After taking a sip, then put down the teacup. Zhang Kun looked at Qi Xiangyang, his face turned right, and then said in a deep voice: "Since I have been worshipping Teacher Yao as my teacher, I must remember the teacher's teachings in the future and abide by the teacher's rules."

"Teacher Yao is well-versed in history, but he does not have much constraints on his disciples. There is only one thing, which is what Teacher Yao often said before: cultural relics do not tell lies, and my Yao family disciple does not tell lies."

"In the future, whether it is being appraised or traded, you can understand that you are your identity and your professional ethics."

"Yes, Xiangyang remembers it." Qi Xiangyang replied respectfully.

"Yeah." Zhang Kun finally showed a smile on his face, and then reached out to pull Qi Xiangyang up.

"Etiquette is completed!" the host shouted loudly, and then countless salutes soared into the sky, and everyone showed smiles. Qi Pengfei, Liang Yi, Hou Baoguo, Tang Xinhua, Jiao Guoan, and even Qi Pengming also had a happy smile on his face. At that moment, he no longer looked stupid.

Wen Zhiming also laughed lightly, and Yao Zhiping smiled even more happily, the kind of joy that Zhang Kun had never seen before.

Qi Xiangyang also looked excited and excited. In short, today is a good day.

Zhang Kun, who had only a smile on his face, sighed in his heart: Maybe!
Chapter completed!
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