This is the first time Yang Huan has come to the capital.

I have never been here before, and I don’t remember it very much, but since he has been here for the first time since he traveled through time.

But it doesn't feel very pleasant!

These days, the smog in the capital was just around the corner, and the air was really bad.

Fortunately, Zhuang Ziqing was ready early and prepared the mask in advance.

As soon as I walked out of the airport gate, I could easily see Zhuang Zicheng in the crowd.

"Sister, Brother Huan, here!"

The kid seemed very excited in the crowd and kept waving.

"When did you come?" Zhuang Ziqing walked over and asked with concern.

It can be seen that the siblings have a good relationship.

"I arrived the day before yesterday!" As he said that, he reached out and took the luggage from his sister.

"Let's go, I'll let Uncle Zhong drive to the gate and wait!"

Yang Huan and Zhuang Ziqing both wore masks, and they looked no different from ordinary people.

Although the mask cannot cover up Zhuang Ziqing's graceful appearance, there are more and more people with angel figures and devilish faces these days.

In addition, the Internet is so developed, many people are used to it.

The two black Volkswagens came to pick them up, and one in front was a middle-aged man in his fifties, who was serious.

But Yang Huan knew very well that this was a soldier, and he was also the most elite soldier.

So, he just nodded at the driver and sat directly into the back row.

"Sister, sit in the back and I sit in the front!"

After Zhuang Zicheng helped put his luggage into the rear compartment, he ran to open the door of the front passenger seat.

Zhuang Ziqing suddenly turned red again, glared at her brother with a angrily, hesitated for a moment, and sat in shyly.

Yang Huan just found it funny, you kid is doing bad things with kind intentions now!

If Zhuang Zicheng didn't say it, then Zhuang Ziqing would definitely have been sitting in naturally.

But he broke the window paper, which made Zhuang Ziqing both shy and annoyed, with a unique touching style.

This is the capital city, and there is no threat, so Longwu and Fengjiu are arranged to sit in the back of a car.

Two black Volkswagens slowly drove out of the capital airport.

Long Wu and Fengjiu, who were sitting in the back of the car, saw that they had just started, and someone was calling at the gate.

"Young Master, we are here with us!" Long Wu said on WeChat.

Yang Huan smiled slightly, "Let them follow!"

"Know!"

Zhuang Ziqing looked worried, as if she had guessed something.

On the contrary, Zhuang Zicheng was a little curious.

"Brother Huan, are you following you?"

The driver looked at the distance from behind through the rearview mirror, "Young Master Zicheng, the white one on the last one!"

Zhuang Zicheng turned around and saw a white Camry behind Long Wu and his car.

"Brother Huan, do you want me to help you get rid of them?"

That look and attitude, it seems that this kid is also a little bully in the capital on weekdays!

Yang Huan smiled, "No, just follow me if you like, I see when they can follow me!"

Zhuang Zicheng curled his lips and said nothing more.

On the contrary, the driver, Uncle Zhong, secretly glanced at the Young Master Huan who had met for the first time in the rearview mirror.

It seems that he is not as rumored as a dandy family!

"By the way, Zicheng, where can I appreciate antiques in the capital?"

"Antique?" Zhuang Zicheng frowned.

He is a lively young man, and he is not interested in antiques and so on.

"If Master Huan wants to appreciate antiques, he must have gone to the Beijing Antique Market, which is the largest antique trading market in the world. Even many authoritative experts like to go there!"

"Is that true?" Yang Huan nodded after hearing this, "Uncle Zhong, which one is more famous?"

"Can the Golden Pavilion!" Uncle Zhong replied.

But soon, another sentence was added.

"The old man often goes there to drink tea and appraise treasures."

I guess he felt that Yang Huan wanted to buy a gift for Mr. Zhuang as a birthday gift and to suit his preferences.

Little did he know that Yang Huan had bought a gift, but he didn't know the origin of the gift at all.

When giving a gift, you must know clearly what your name is, right?

"Okay, please don't worry, Uncle Zhong, send me to Zangjin Pavilion!"

"Okay, it's just the way!"

Zhuang Ziqing was a little reluctant, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

After two or three months of dating, their relationship has increased day by day, after all, they have reached the stage of talking about marriage.

Sometimes when I think about it, it seems that there is no big problem when I get married first and then fall in love.

More importantly, Zhuang Ziqing is a very traditional woman at heart. She almost never mentioned Zhang Ning or others when she asked about Yang Huan about other things.

This is very much for Yang Huan's appetite.

"No need, you are tired, so go home and rest first!"

Zhuang Ziqing nodded obediently and said, "Then where do you live?"

"My family has a house in Beijing, don't worry!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

After his grandfather Yang Baoping retired, he decided to return to Longhai to live a life of his life, so he retired all the houses, cars, etc. assigned to him by the government, demonstrating his determination.

Later, Yang Wenfeng often came to Beijing to do business, so he bought a house in the core area of ​​the capital.

Yang Huan called his home two days ago. He guessed that the servant had already packed up and was waiting for him to move in!

"Then...why, let Zicheng accompany you!" Zhuang Ziqing was still a little worried.

She knew Yang Huan's temper. With her younger brother, she would be able to take care of everything.

"Yes, Brother Huan, I'm fine anyway, let's go with you!"

Yang Huan also happened to need someone who was familiar with him, so he agreed.

Soon, Uncle Zhong drove to the antique market in Beijing.

Long Wu naturally wanted to accompany Yang Huan, so Feng Jiu got into Uncle Zhong's car and stayed for Yang Huan and the others.

This is the first time Yang Huan is visiting the antique market. He looks around and feels it’s fresh.

This is the world's largest antique trading market, with a very large area. This is still in the capital, where every inch of land is valuable, which shows the popularity of antique trading in the capital.

After entering the market, Yang Huan watched the fun everywhere.

Zhuang Zicheng just found a passerby, asked where the Zangjin Pavilion was located and went.

Zangjin Pavilion is located on the ground floor of the antique market. It is not large in area, but the antique treasures are displayed in it. In addition, the overall decoration has a strong antique Chinese style, which makes it very interesting.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a faint sandalwood.

"Welcome, do you need anything?"

A middle-aged man wearing a simple scholar's robe immediately came up and bowed with his fists. His eyes passed by Yang Huan and Long Wu, a little surprised.

When I saw Zhuang Zicheng again, my eyes lit up.

The most important thing for a business person is a pair of eyes.

"So it's Young Master Zhuang!"

"Do you know me?" Zhuang Zicheng was a little surprised. It was his first time here.

"Mr. Zhuang is a regular customer in our store. Before I got off, I sent an antique to your mansion and saw Mr. Zhuang's golden face!"

"Yeah?"

Zhuang Zicheng was a little surprised. He remembered it once after seeing it, and he didn't know how long ago it happened.

The middle-aged scholar smiled faintly, "Young Master Zhuang is here, please come upstairs!"

Only then did they realize that the Zangjin Pavilion actually had a second floor.
To be continued...