After a while, everyone finally arrived. Li Zhenzong gave a brief explanation and everyone set out directly.
The Su Tie family and Li Zhenzong were riding in a car, while Li Jianbing and his son were riding in one car, while the others drove there by themselves.
After the car drove out of the manor smoothly, Cy Tie couldn't help but wonder: "Grandpa, who is your old friend?"
"You don't know me even after you say that, just drive well." Li Zhenzong waved his hand and said perfunctorily.
Then, he turned his head and began to chat with Su Zhongliang and Li Guilan.
Seeing this, Su Tie was even more full of questions. What kind of person is his grandfather's old friend? He is so mysterious.
The car drove all the way until an hour later, and stopped in front of a hotel west of Jinling City.
I saw that the hotel was built in the Ming and Qing dynasties, with a grand appearance and an ancient style. The two stone lions in front of the door were even more majestic.
As soon as he got off the car, Cyti was attracted by the golden plaque hanging on the hotel gate.
Although the characters on the plaque are relatively average, he can recognize them at a glance. The character is written by a master after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Obviously, this hotel is not simple, at least the boss behind it is not an ordinary person.
"Songyuelou, it is said that this is a century-old store, and the price is not low. Why do you come here? If the family gathers for dinner, we can just be in the old house." Just as Cyprus was hesitating, Li Guilan asked curiously.
Although she hasn't returned to Jinling for many years, she has grown up in Jinling since she was a child and still has a certain understanding of these well-known hotels.
Especially the Songyue Tower in front of her, she is not unfamiliar with it at all.
Just when the Li family was just starting out, he followed his father to meet customers more than once, so he knew the high cost of consumption here.
Even though the Li family is now more than ten times stronger than that, such a family gathering is still difficult to bear.
Li Zhenzong waved his hand with a smile and said lightly: "I am here to meet my old friend today. I can't feel sorry for the money. Besides, for our sci-fi, I can't feel sorry for the 30,000 or 50,000."
"For me?" When Su Tie heard Li Zhenzong's words, he looked even more questionable.
"Oh, in order to develop in Jinling in the future, of course, you need to have more knowledge and at least know which restaurants are of higher quality." Li Zhenzong explained with a smile.
Before Su Tie asked, he quickly changed the topic and continued: "You may not be very clear when you first arrived in Jinling. For outsiders, Jinling Hotel and Qinhuai Hotel may be the highest-end, but in fact, compared to those hotels, Songyuelou
, Tianxiang Pavilion and Luzhu Lane are the real top-notch ones."
"Especially, Songyuelou is an authentic Su Cai. The chefs hired are all retired state banquet chefs, and there are even the ancestors of several chefs, who are all from imperial chefs in the palace..."
Listening to Li Zhenzong's eloquent introduction, Su Tie shook his head repeatedly. He didn't know anything else, but he could see that today's meal was extraordinary, at least it was not as simple as Li Zhenzong meeting his old friend.
After waiting for a while, Li Jianbing, Li Jianhong, Li Zeyang and a group of juniors rushed over, and immediately the Li family and his group walked into Songyue Tower together.
As soon as they entered the door, Cyprus and his party were greeted by a young waitress, briefly explaining their purpose, and bringing them to a private room on the second floor.
Pushing open the door, I saw an old man wearing a light blue suit and tall appearance. He quickly walked forward and smiled and said, "Old Li, you are here, why did you suddenly think of treating me to a meal?
If you have something to do, will you ask me for help?"
"Old Song, what you said is that you and I have been in love for many years, so I can't look for you if you have nothing to do?" Li Zhenzong smiled, then punched Lao Song on the shoulder.
The two talked and laughed, but there was no taboo, and obviously the relationship was very close.
After a moment of saliva, Li Zhenzong turned around and looked at Su Tie and others, and hurriedly said, "Come and see you Grandpa Song quickly. He has been my old friendship for many years. If it weren't for him, I might have starved to death on the streets long ago."
"Grandpa Song?" Li Jianhong's face changed slightly when he heard Li Zhenzong's words, and he said in confusion: "Dad, he...he won't be..."
"Yes, he is Song Yuhe, the founder of Songyuelou, and a well-known entrepreneur in Jiangnan Province. How about it... Didn't you expect that your father, I can still know such a big shot?" Li Zhenzong introduced with a smile.
"Old Li, what a big shot you said, I am just a hotel runner." Song Yuhe waved his hands repeatedly, his tone quite modest, but his words and deeds could not hide his arrogance.
After all, Songyuelou has become more and more famous in recent years, which is enough to give him the capital to be proud.
After a pause, Song Yuhe pulled Li Zhenzong to the chair and sat down, and said in confusion: "Old Li, what's going on when you look for me?"
"It's nothing, I just found a treasure a few days ago. I came here to ask you to appreciate it." Li Zhenzong smiled slightly, then raised his hand.
Immediately, Li Zeyang, who was standing beside him, quickly handed over a wooden box and placed it on the table.
I saw that the wooden box was extremely ordinary, and the surface was even a bit decayed. One of the metal buckles on it fell off, but the pattern on it was very delicate.
"Original from the Ming Dynasty?" Before the wooden box was opened, Song Yuhe asked with a smile.
Li Zhenzong nodded slightly and praised: "It is worthy of being a ghost-eyed Song Laowu. Just by looking at this, I guess it was an object from the Ming Dynasty."
"Haha, a little bit, I can't imagine that this pattern can have in other eras except for the Ming Dynasty." Song Yuhe smiled faintly and explained casually.
Then, he raised his hand and pressed it on the wooden box, and said curiously: "Old Li, what is this? Could it be a peerless treasure?"
"The peerless treasure is not a question, it's just a broken teapot." Li Zhenzong shook his head gently, and then carefully opened the wooden box.
I saw that inside the wooden box, there was a purple clay teapot with exquisite appearance and ancient shape.
Seeing the purple clay teapot, Song Yuhe's face, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed, and his expression gradually became solemn. His fanatical eyes fell tightly on the purple clay teapot and could not be moved away for a long time.
"This... this is a good thing, where did you get it?" Song Yuhe licked her lips. She originally wanted to raise her hand to touch the purple clay pot, but she quickly took it back, as if she was afraid of letting it go.
The purple clay teapot was as if it was broken.
Li Zhenzong did not explain, but pushed the wooden box to Song Yuhe and smiled and said, "How about it, if you like it, take it."
"This... why are you so embarrassed? I don't think so. I'll offer a price of 10 million." Song Yuhe said hurriedly.
"No need, I said I gave it to you, so I'll give it to you." Li Zhenzong said lightly.
When Song Yuhe heard this, he couldn't help but pause. He remembered that the purple clay teapot was passed down by Li Zhenzong's family. The other party suddenly gave him such a precious thing, which was obviously not simple.
Even though he wanted it very much, he finally restrained it and smiled and said, "Old Li, you should make it clear."
"Okay, I'll just say that I'm here to propose marriage to you today." Li Zhenzong hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.