There was complete silence in the entire banquet hall.
Yu Jian hid her trembling fingertips behind her back and lowered her head.
impossible--
She thought secretly in her heart.
At this time, Mr. Zhou snatched the portrait from the secretary's hand, put on the reading glasses on his chest, and looked at it carefully inch by inch. After a minute, the old man's face turned red, and his eyebrows became even more excited. , he sipped his lips and said tremblingly: "It's him! He's the benefactor of the Zhou family!"
Zhou Yuanzhou supported him and calmed his breath, and unconsciously glanced at the portrait. In the painting, the old man had half-long hair tied back, his face was wrinkled, and his nose was high and eye-catching, like an eagle. His beard hangs slightly over his lips. But among them, the most unforgettable thing is those eyes. The pupils are wide open, but as deep as the sea. With just one glance, you can see the changes of the years and the changes in the world.
This person...
Rather, they look like ancient people who have lived for thousands of years.
"Dad, please be careful about your blood pressure." Zhou Yuanzhou frowned, a little worried about his father's health.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou brushed his hand away, turned to Li Xuequan and said, "Mr. Li, you and Yu Qiming..."
The world is so big that we can’t reach it; the world is so small, but we didn’t expect that there are people who have benefited from it in the same way.
The ancestral home of the Zhou family is a place called Raojiang in the interior of the Central Plains, on the edge of Bazhou. More than a hundred years ago, the local area suffered a great disaster, and the ancestors moved their families and traveled across mountains and rivers to the capital. Once they landed, they took root.
When Mr. Zhou was still a teenager, his grandfather once told him that without Yu Qiming, Mr. Zhou's family would have been wiped out by the royal family.
Although he thought the story was a bit bizarre and twisted, judging from his grandfather's serious face, it didn't look like it was fake.
It wasn't until his grandfather passed away that the family tree was passed down to his father. His father was a playboy who didn't care about eating, drinking and having fun, but he never paid attention to the revitalization of the family. The Zhou family was a single generation, and he took over the family business early on.
So the notebook was handed into his hands again. Only then did he realize that what his grandfather said back then was just the tip of the iceberg. Any of the various secrets of that era would be heinous and tragic if picked out at random.
Also passed on to him was a handbook left by Yu Qiming. It was by relying on the scattered recipe records in this handbook that Mr. Zhou built Wangfu Restaurant into the business empire it is today.
Now that he heard this name again, how could he hold back his heartstrings?
Li Xueqian also thought it was too incredible. He had searched all over China for many years, but he didn't expect this trace to fall in the capital. He had mixed feelings for a while, and he almost burst into tears when he held the hand extended by Mr. Zhou.
The two talked in detail about their understanding of Yu Qiming, and felt that they had taken a step closer to each other.
The banquet hall gradually turned into a lively scene of acquaintances meeting relatives. But Yu Jian, who was still standing aside, felt that this world was extremely ridiculous.
She quietly withdrew and stood alone in the corner of the corridor.
She heard everything they said just now. This Yu Qiming was very different from the master in her memory, but he had such a similar face.
There seemed to be layers of white mist in front of her eyes, blocking her sight, just waiting to be removed with her hands.
"Ah Jian? Why are you here?" At the end of the corridor, someone came hurriedly and stopped when he passed by Yu Jian.
Guan Shanyue and Li Xuequan met at an auction in southern Anhui. Unexpectedly, the two peers with the same eccentric temperament unexpectedly clicked. After Li Xuequian made enough money, he liked to do elegant things. I will look for some antique calligraphy and paintings. Although Old Man Guan is not a professional in appraisal, he studies history and naturally knows some archaeological appreciation. After going back and forth, he is very familiar with it.
Originally, he was supposed to come to this banquet, but he was temporarily pulled by the school to go through the project process, so he took the time to come over now.
Unexpectedly, he met Yu Jian.
The little girl stood quietly in the corridor wearing a chef's robe, with her fists lowered and her shoulders shaking slightly, all indicating that she had been wronged!
Guan Shanyue's bad temper suddenly came out. With a black face, he pulled her over and asked: "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Such an anxious and caring tone suddenly made Yu Jian's nose sore, and a sense of grievance welled up in her heart. She lowered her head and shouted softly: "Teacher Guan..."
Guan Shanyue became even more anxious. The little girl had never looked so fragile and helpless in front of him. When she thought that there was only one table of guests in the hotel today and Yu Jian was wearing a chef's uniform, she couldn't be clear about it.
The people inside must have embarrassed her!
He got angry and said, "Okay, okay, you can bully a little girl!" With that, he rushed in to argue.
A small jade hand held the corner of his clothes.
Guan Shanyue's expression paused, and a look of distress suddenly appeared. He held the little girl's hand and coaxed in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, the teacher will find the place for you."
Yu Jian raised her eyes, shook her head at him, her eyes were slightly red, and she said with the intention of crying: "They didn't bully me."
So why is this happening?
Guan Shanyue was puzzled, so he had to pull her to the sofa aside and ask.
This is how I found out...
It was Yu Qiming's fault again.
That old lady Yinyin wanted to abduct his disciples because of Yu Qiming; Liu Chenggao secretly wanted to become a disciple of Yu Jian because of Yu Qiming; now, two profiteers, one from Wannan and one from the capital, have made Yu Jian almost cry...
Does this Yu Qiming have mysterious magic and can he just save people in his whole life?
Did he think he was the savior?
Old Man Guan has never felt so regretful as at this moment. If he had known earlier, he would not have told Yu Jian that such a person existed.
He understands the little girl's nature. She treats things just like cooking, always wanting to explore the root cause.
"Let's go," Guan Shanyue sighed, stood up from the sofa, and said.
Yu Jian stared at him with round eyes, what are you doing?
Guan Shanyue patted her head angrily: "Since you are so interested in the ancestors of Lao Yu's family, why don't you go in and ask for details? Isn't there a notebook at Lao Zhou's place? Go and ask him if he can borrow it!"
borrow?
Of course I have to borrow it!
As soon as Mr. Zhou heard that Yu Jian was actually a descendant of Yu Qiming, he was like a mouse that had met a honey, and he almost recognized her as his daughter. Li Xuequan also held her hand, looking left and right, looking at her carefully. , smiled and said for a while: "The look in his eyes is exactly the same as Mr. Yu's." Then he frowned again: "Why is his body shape like Mr. Yu's, so thin?"
Yu Jian was watched over and over again by them like an orangutan in the zoo, with a bitter look on her face.
until--
Zhou Yuanzhou finally took the note out of breath, then hid it in his arms as if he had found a treasure, bowed to everyone, and left.
Later, Li Xuequan was still shouting: "Ajian, leave me a phone number..."
Guan Shanyue blocked his view at the right time and sneered: "What phone number do you want? Just contact me, I am her spokesperson!"