Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

Time passed quietly in the busy day after day, and life in the courtyard continued in peace. The feelings between Liu Xu and He Daqing became deeper and deeper. They faced the little things in life together and shared each other's joys and sorrows.

One evening, He Daqing and Liu Xu were having dinner in the yard when they heard a hurried knock at the door. He Daqing got up to open the door and saw a strange young man standing outside with an anxious look on his face.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. He Daqing's home?" the young man asked anxiously.

He Daqing nodded, "I'm He Daqing, what can I do for you?"

The young man handed over a letter. "My father asked me to bring this to you. He said you would be interested."

He Daqing took the letter, opened it and read it carefully. The letter mentioned a precious antique, which was said to be owned by an old collector who had lived in seclusion for many years. This old collector happened to be the young man's father. He hoped that He Daqing could help identify it and was willing to sell it to him.

After reading the letter, He Daqing felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Sitting in the car feeling sad

He Daqing's thoughts returned to reality. He looked at the young man in front of him again. Seeing the anxiety on his face, he suddenly became suspicious. He asked, "What is this antique? Why did your father think I would be interested in it?"

The young man replied, "It is a precious blue and white porcelain, passed down in the family for a long time, and my father has always treasured it. But his health is not good, and he hopes to find someone who truly understands its value before he dies. After hearing about your level of appreciation, he thinks you are the best person for it."

He Daqing nodded, feeling a little curious. "Okay, give me the address, and I'll visit your father as soon as possible."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly wrote down the address and handed it to He Daqing, "Thank you, Mr. He, my father will be very happy to meet you."

After seeing the young man off, He Daqing returned to the yard, and Liu Xu asked with concern, "Daqing, what happened?"

He Daqing handed the letter and the address to Liu Xu and explained it. After reading it, Liu Xu frowned and said, "This matter is a bit strange. It won't be dangerous for you to go alone, right?"

He Daqing smiled and patted the back of her hand. "Don't worry, I'll be careful. Besides, this is also one of my jobs."

The next morning, He Daqing set out early and took a taxi to the address provided by the young man. On the way, he looked at the scenery passing by the window, and his mind was full of thoughts. The radio in the car played melodious old songs, but He Daqing felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

After arriving at the destination, He Daqing got off the car and stood in front of an old house. Although the house looked a bit shabby, it still showed its former prosperity. He pushed open the heavy wooden door and walked into the yard. He saw a white-haired old man sitting in front of the hall, and a young man standing beside him.

"You are Mr. He, right? Please come in, please come in." The old man greeted He Daqing with a smile, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

He Daqing stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Old sir, I have long heard of your great name, but I am not worthy of it."

The old man waved his hand, motioning He Daqing to sit down, "Mr. He, you are too polite. I am just an old collector, not very famous. I invited you here today because I have something I want you to identify."

He Daqing nodded, and looking around, he saw an exquisite blue and white porcelain vase placed in the hall. He stepped forward to examine it carefully, and gently stroked the surface of the porcelain vase with his fingers, feeling its texture and glaze color.

"This piece of blue and white porcelain is an official kiln ware from the Ming Dynasty. It has a lustrous glaze and delicate patterns. It is indeed a rare treasure," He Daqing exclaimed.

The old man nodded with satisfaction. "Mr. He really has a good eye. This porcelain was passed down from my ancestors and has always been a treasure in my family. Now that I am old, I want to give it to someone who truly understands its value."

He Daqing pondered for a moment and asked, "Old sir, are you willing to give away such a precious thing?"

The old man sighed, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "I have grown old and have become more open-minded. This porcelain no longer means much to me. I hope it can find an owner who truly cherishes it."

He Daqing nodded, "Old sir, I understand. I am willing to offer a reasonable price for this porcelain."

The old man smiled and said, "Mr. He, I see your sincerity. I believe you can cherish it."

A few days later, He Daqing brought the blue and white porcelain back to the antique shop, and the owner, Lao Liu, was full of praise for the treasure. They decided to display the porcelain in the store to attract more collectors.

The days continued to flow peacefully, and the relationship between He Daqing and Liu Xu gradually warmed up. In the courtyard, Liu Xu continued to take care of the flowers and plants, while He Daqing was busy in the antique shop every day. The two lived a simple but fulfilling life.

One evening, He Daqing received a call. Jia Xiaoying's voice came from the other end of the phone, and her tone was a little anxious, "Brother Daqing, can you come over? I need your help with something urgent."

He Daqing's heart tightened, and he quickly agreed. He told Liu Xu something and hurried out. Liu Xu looked at his back, feeling a little uneasy.

He Daqing rushed to Jia Xiaoying's house and saw her standing at the door, looking a little flustered. As soon as she saw He Daqing, she said anxiously: "Brother Daqing, something happened to Tinggui!"

He Daqing was shocked, "What happened?"

Jia Xiaoying had tears in her eyes. "He had a conflict with someone outside and has now been arrested. I don't know what to do. I can only ask you for help."

He Daqing frowned, "Xiaoying, don't worry, I will do my best to help."

With the help of He Daqing, Niu Tinggui was finally released. However, this incident left a shadow in Jia Xiaoying's heart. She became more taciturn than before and smiled less. He Daqing saw this and felt a little uncomfortable.

One day, He Daqing and Liu Xu were walking in the yard, and Liu Xu suddenly asked, "Daqing, do you think it's really good for us to live like this?"

He Daqing was stunned, "Why do you suddenly ask this question?"

Liu Xu sighed, "I just thought that maybe we could do something else instead of being stuck in this small yard all the time."

He Daqing was silent for a moment, and his heart was shaken. He knew that Liu Xu was right. Although their life was peaceful, it lacked some passion and change.

At this time, He Daqing received an unexpected invitation. An antique dealer from another place invited him to attend a large antique exhibition and hoped that he could give a speech on antique appreciation at the meeting.