Seeing Ye Ziyao raising her eyebrows, Jiang Minghao smiled and said, "Don't you want to take me to your class reunion?"
"no."
Ye Ziyao shook her head, of course she didn't mean it like this, and said: "I'm just afraid that they will make it difficult for them to mock you again."
Jiang Minghao pointed at Li Jingtian who had left, and said with a smile: "I think he is pretty good, he shouldn't be like Murong Jianyu."
This made Ye Ziyao a little embarrassed. Jiang Minghao was stunned and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, he has also chased you."
Ye Ziyao averted her eyes and said cautiously: "You don't mind..."
"mind…"
Jiang Minghao's long tone made Ye Ziyao glare, and then he chuckled and said: "Why would I mind, if a goddess-level person like you is not pursued by a group of people in college, then it is fake.
If I even cared about this, I would be worried to death every day."
When Ye Ziyao heard what the man said, she felt relieved.
Because Li Jingtian did pursue him publicly when he was in college, but Ye Ziyao had already chosen Murong Jianyu at that time, so Li Jingtian gave up.
Jiang Minghao doesn't care whether he wants to join Ye Ziyao's classmates reunion or not.
After the two had lunch, they sent her back to the company. Jiang Minghao rode his electric bike back to the hospital, only to find that Wang Jing had returned and had changed into a conservative dress.
"Brother Hao is back."
Guoguo screamed, Wang Jing glanced at Jiang Minghao, turned around and went to the back to make herbal tea, which made Jiang Minghao smile and said: "Let's open a consultation."
Soon people came to seek medical treatment, and everyone knew that Jiang Minghao was back for treatment.
But more people poured into Longrentang.
Because Dr. Huang's visit to Yulin City was reported in the news, there were many people coming and going in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street today, and most of the people came here for Huang Hongbing.
"The reputation of Miracle Doctor Huang is just different." Liu Zian looked at the bustling Long Ren Hall opposite and shook his head with emotion.
"Why, I'm jealous of you." Guo Guo rolled her eyes at him and hummed, "My brother Hao is also very powerful, okay?"
"That's natural."
Liu Zian smiled, and then a BMW car roared by. Zhao Bing got out of the car in white professional clothes. Guoguo shouted in surprise: "Sister Bingbing, you are back."
"Well, has he come back?" Zhao Bing nodded. She had just returned from abroad in the past few days.
"Brother Hao is back and is treating people inside."
Guo Guo held Zhao Bing's arm, but Liu Zian looked at her curiously and asked, "Guo Guo, who is this young lady?"
"Sister Bingbing, you are also from our medical clinic." Guoguo smiled and secretly said to Liu Zian: "Brother Hao's apprentice."
"No way."
Liu Zian was surprised. Looking at the outstanding temperament of Zhao Bing, he didn't expect that he was still Brother Hao's apprentice.
"Who is he?" Zhao Bing naturally didn't recognize Liu Zian.
After Guoguo explained to her, Zhao Bing nodded calmly and turned around and went in. Wang Jingren and Shuting were naturally very happy when they saw her coming back.
"I thought you wouldn't come back."
Jiang Minghao finished reading the patient, came out with a teacup and filled it with water, and smiled when he saw Zhao Bing coming back.
Zhao Bing was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at Long Rentang opposite and asked curiously, only to find out that it was Divine Doctor Huang who was in charge. Many people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association were crowded there, trying to please Huang Hongbing.
"While I'm not busy now, let me teach you something, so as not to say that my master is incompetent."
Seeing that all the patients had gone to Longrentang, Jiang Minghao sat in the living room with a tea cup, watching Zhao Bing and Shu Ting, Liu Zian and the others, instructing them on their medical skills...
At this time in Jinghe Villa, Zhang Wenguo and a middle-aged man were sitting in the tea pavilion in the courtyard, and they were also displaying a painting and calligraphy. It was Wang Hongfu who was next door. Like Zhang Wenguo, he was a calligraphy and painting collector who became a monk on the way.
I like playing with these literary things.
At the same time, Ye Aiqin was also with a woman, Wang Hongfu's wife, who was showing off the jade jewelry Jiang Minghao gave her, which made the woman envious.
"Let me tell you, Lao Zhang, are you sure this painting is the original work of Liu Zhibai?"
Wang Hongfu held a fan, pointed at the ink painting hanging on display next to him, and said plausibly: "Although I don't know much about Liu Zhibai's paintings, I also know that his painting style is strange, strange, beautiful, and majestic, but
This landscape painting of yours has little meaning."
When Wang Hongfu questioned his painting, Zhang Wenguo became unhappy and said: "Who said this painting has no atmosphere? Look at the splash-ink technique, but Master Liu Zhibai's consistent painting style.
The most important thing is that I got this painting through some connections, and my son-in-law Xiao Jiang has authenticated it, so it is absolutely authentic."
"Haha, what does Xiao Jiang, a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, know? How can he feel the pulse of a painting?"
Wang Hongfu was disdainful and said: "Nowadays, the imitation paintings are superb, and you don't know that. I think it's better for you to find someone to appraise them."
For a moment, Zhang Wenguo felt a drum in his heart. Although Jiang Minghao bought the Huang Binhong painting at Xiguan Antique City last time and he had a good way of identifying antiques, he was not a professional after all.
"It's a pity that Wenshan went abroad, otherwise we would have asked him to come and make an appraisal." Zhang Wenguo sighed and said.
"Why bother looking for Lin Wenshan? Recently, the national cultural and antique treasure appraisal experts are launching a treasure hunt in our Yulin City. It is being held in our Xiguan Antique City. They will appraise everyone for free. Can you take this painting over and show it to them?
That'll be fine." Wang Hongfu said.
"Oh, there's this thing, why didn't I know about it." Zhang Wenguo only found out now.
"Let's go, I'll take you there and take a look at this activity."
Wang Hongfu asked Zhang Wenguo to quickly put away the painting and take it, and the two drove to Xiguan Antique City, where a treasure hunt was being held at this time.
Six of them claimed to be national-level treasure appraisal experts and were identifying antiques and artifacts for free, attracting many people to bring out their own treasures for appraisal.
"Well, this Hetian jade is good. Look at the quality and the carving. It really combines the style of the late Qing Dynasty. It is an authentic piece." At this time, there was a stage and a camera was recording.
It can be said that it is a treasure appraisal recording program that will be broadcast on local TV stations.
Six treasure appraisal experts, ranging in age from fifty to sixty or seventy, were sitting on it. They were constantly appraising treasures for the surrounding citizens for free. The scene was very lively.
"It turned out to be Mr. Wu."
Seeing an old man sitting on the stage, Zhang Wenguo immediately recognized him as Mr. Wu, a national-level professional treasure appraisal expert, and immediately became excited.
"Besides Mr. Wu, next to him are Yang Shoucheng and Liu Bo. They are all national professional treasure appraisers. If they say your painting is authentic, then there is absolutely no problem." Wang Hongfu pointed to the painting in Zhang Wenguo's hand.
said.
"Okay, it doesn't hurt to show them."
Zhang Wenguo nodded, went to get the number and started waiting in line.
It took more than an hour to arrive at Zhang Wenguo. He walked up with the painting, handed it directly to Mr. Wu, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, I have met you in person."