Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

Zhao Yajing straightened up suddenly, turned around and left, leaving He Daqing alone in the office. He closed his eyes and tried to calm the waves in his heart. He knew that he had to stay calm in order to face the next challenge.

After a busy day of work, when He Daqing returned to the courtyard, Liu Xu had already prepared dinner. Seeing that He Daqing was a little tired, she asked with concern, "Daqing, why did you come back so late today?"

He Daqing forced a smile and said softly, "Some things in the company were delayed, but it's no big deal."

Liu Xu pulled He Daqing to sit down and said gently, "Daqing, you must take care of your health. No matter how busy you are at work, you must not tire yourself out."

He Daqing nodded, held Liu Xu's hand, and felt a warmth in his heart. He knew that with Liu Xu by his side, he could go further.

A few days later, He Daqing received a strange phone call. A hurried voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mr. He, this is Zhang Dahu. I have an important matter that I would like to ask for your help."

He Daqing's heart was moved. Zhang Dahu was a well-known collector in the antique world. Why would he suddenly come to him? "Mr. Zhang, tell me, how can I help?"

Zhang Dahu's voice sounded a little nervous. "Mr. He, I recently received news about an antique that has been missing for a long time. I need your help to confirm its authenticity."

He Daqing agreed to Zhang Dahu's request and agreed on the time and place to meet. After hanging up the phone, he was full of expectations and questions. What exactly is this antique?

The meeting place was a hidden teahouse. He Daqing pushed open the door and saw Zhang Dahu waiting. Zhang Dahu was a burly man with a resolute face, and he looked a little anxious at the moment.

"Mr. He, thank you for coming." Zhang Dahu came forward warmly and shook He Daqing's hand.

He Daqing smiled and nodded, "Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. What antique is this?"

Zhang Dahu took out a small box from his arms and opened it carefully, revealing an ancient bronze ware. He Daqing looked at it carefully and found that it was a bronze ware from the Warring States Period, with a unique shape, exquisite patterns, and obvious characteristics of the times.

"Mr. He, I got this bronze ware through many channels, but I have never been able to confirm its authenticity. Can you help me identify it?" Zhang Dahu's eyes were full of anticipation.

He Daqing picked up the bronze ware and examined it carefully. He used a magnifying glass to carefully examine the details of the decoration and the degree of rust on the bronze ware, and felt its weight and feel. After a moment, he put the bronze ware down and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, this bronze ware is indeed authentic and a precious cultural relic from the Warring States Period."

Zhang Dahu breathed a sigh of relief, with a delighted smile on his face, "Mr. He, you really live up to your reputation. Thank you so much."

He Daqing smiled modestly, "Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. This is my duty."

Zhang Dahu nodded gratefully, and then said: "Mr. He, I actually have another request, I wonder if you can agree to it."

He Daqing was slightly stunned, "Mr. Zhang, please go ahead."

Zhang Dahu took a deep breath and said, "I recently learned that there will be an extremely valuable antique at an auction. I hope to invite you to attend and appraise it together."

He Daqing nodded, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will do my best."

A few days later, He Daqing and Zhang Dahu went to the auction together. The auction was held in an ancient guild hall, surrounded by various antiques and artworks. When He Daqing walked into the venue, he felt a strong historical atmosphere.

After the auction started, He Daqing and Zhang Dahu stared at every item on the auction table. Finally, the precious antique mentioned by Zhang Dahu appeared on the auction table. He Daqing looked at it carefully and found that it was a Ming Dynasty porcelain with exquisite patterns, bright glaze and well preserved.

"Mr. He, this is the antique I was talking about." Zhang Dahu said in a low voice, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

The auction started, and He Daqing and Zhang Dahu waited nervously for the opportunity to bid. As the price climbed, the competition became more and more fierce. He Daqing remained calm and finally bought the Ming Dynasty porcelain at a high price of 500,000.

After the auction, He Daqing and Zhang Dahu returned to the hotel with the porcelain they had bought. They carefully examined the porcelain to confirm its authenticity and value, and Zhang Dahu said excitedly, "Mr. He, this porcelain is really a priceless treasure. Thank you so much for your help."

He Daqing smiled and nodded, "Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. I'm glad to be able to help you."

Since then, He Daqing's reputation in the antique world has become even more famous, and more and more collectors and antique dealers have come to him to ask him to identify antiques. However, Zhao Yajing's attitude has not changed at all. She is still sarcastic and does not hide her disdain for He Daqing.

One day, Zhao Yajing walked into He Daqing's office and said coldly, "Mr. He, there is something I need to talk to you about."

He Daqing looked up at her and said calmly, "Zhao Yajing, please sit down."

After Zhao Yajing sat down, there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "Mr. He, I heard that you recently bought a piece of Ming Dynasty porcelain. Do you think you are amazing?"

He Daqing frowned slightly, but remained calm, "Zhao Yajing, as an antique appraiser, this is my job."

Zhao Yajing sneered, "Work? Have you forgotten that the interests of the company are the most important? Is it really necessary for you to spend so much money on auctioning antiques?"

He Daqing felt a surge of anger in his heart, but he took a deep breath and said calmly: "Zhao Yajing, every antique has its unique value. What we do is to inherit and protect historical culture, which is our responsibility."

Zhao Yajing snorted disdainfully, "Responsibility? Or it's just your own wishful thinking."

He Daqing was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Zhao Yajing, if

Shi Xiaona couldn't get through to Yang Shumao on the phone, so she came to the company to look for him early in the morning.

He Daqing was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Zhao Yajing, if you have any opinions about the company and my work, please make specific suggestions instead of such meaningless ridicule."

Zhao Yajing snorted coldly, turned around and left the office, leaving He Daqing alone. He felt tired, but he knew that he couldn't be affected by these negative emotions. He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the busy street outside, and silently cheered himself up in his heart.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the office door. He Daqing turned around and saw his secretary Xiao Liu poking his head in. "Mr. He, Shi Xiaona is here. She said she has something urgent to do and wants to find Manager Yang, but she can't get in touch with him."