Fisherman's Secret

After drifting at sea for nearly two months, finally with the assistance of the Coast Guard, the wreck of the Golden Rose was finally towed back to the port.

As soon as the news came out, the whole country was boiling.

Since the war, almost every Chinese person has a subconscious hostility and resistance to the little neon people in their hearts, but most of the time, this hostility and resistance are well hidden, and everyone will still be on holidays. Travel to the neon country and experience exotic customs.

But this kind of peace is fragile and delicate, just like a city built on a crater. Once the critical point is broken, the resistance of the people will be ignited.

Just like the Jinshaoyudao incident earlier, even those driving neon cars had to cover up their car logos, otherwise the cars would be smashed down by those passionate patriots. They were all smashed and robbed.

As soon as news of the Golden Rose Treasure Ship spread, the people of the whole country were shocked.

The little Nihong man actually didn't let go of the gold teeth in the mouth of the dead. I don't know how much money he made from the old dynasty. It turned out that he had the idea of ​​making a comeback!No wonder when the compensation was paid after the war, they said that there was no money, of course there was no money, so all the money had been shipped out.

Seeing the lists posted by the news media, the masses were outraged.

These little neon people have really sharp eyes, and they are especially good at picking things. Looking at the damaged things, they are all priceless treasures!

"Mr. Fang, the cultural relics you donated are of inestimable value to the world's cultural heritage. On behalf of the people of the world, I thank you for your generosity." Curator Qin of the National Museum adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at Fang Jing. A warm and sincere smile appeared.

"I scooped up so many precious ancient cultural relics, and I didn't keep any of them, and donated them all to the country. Xiao Fang is a very good young man." It was rare for Dr. Li to comment on a person so positively in public, and Fang Jing couldn't help it. Kind of flattered.

"Where is it? It should be. These precious cultural relics can only display their greatest value under the care of the state." Fang Jing stared at Curator Tan with a very serious and sincere expression.

Curator Tan became more fond of this young man who regards money as dung, and looked at Fang Jing as if he were looking at a rare animal.

"Young people are highly enlightened, not bad." Curator Tan smiled like a smiling tiger, a pair of eyes hidden behind the lens showed a shrewd stern light, and suddenly the topic changed: "Let's have dinner together tonight, I treat you .”

People in the Celestial Dynasty have always liked to discuss business at the wine table. Even cavemen in museums who are only interested in dead bones are well versed in this.

All of these people are Taishan Beidou in the cultural relics world. In the past, Fang Jing could not reach the target. He did not expect that he would be on an equal footing with the other party today. It was really good.

"Professor Qin has won the award. I just did what a person from the Celestial Dynasty should do." Fang Jing's humble attitude made the old scholars even more satisfied.

The cultural relics donation ceremony ended successfully in the eyes of all. After handing over all the precious cultural relics in their hands to the National Museum, the museum bricks were very happy, and the donor Fang Jing was also very happy. His face was full of joy, as if eleven or two-figure heads had fallen to him from the sky, instead of donating the cultural relics with eleven or two-figure heads just now, which made all the old scholars nod their heads , I feel that this young man's awareness is really high, and I have a better impression of him.

In the evening, when curator Qin was entertaining guests, Fang Jing looked left and right in the full-length mirror, feeling weak all over.

When they were at home, he and Cen Jiu dressed for comfort, but today they must not be as casual as usual. Today, they are going to have dinner with a large group of seniors whom he respects most. Of course, they have to dress up to show his importance.

"What do you think? Is it suitable?" Fang Jing straightened his tie and asked Cen Jiu not confidently.

Cen Jiu took a serious look and said, "Very good, very handsome."

"Oh, but I don't think this tie fits very well, why don't you change to the previous one?" Fang Jing was like a starlet walking the red carpet for the first time, extremely nervous, trying left and right, must dress up Show the temperament of Boss Fang who is most suitable for the handsomest and most graceful.

Cen Jiu let out an "oh", and silently picked out the blue tie from the pile of new clothes on the bed. For some reason, he pursed his lips and smiled suddenly, his heroic eyebrows and eyes seemed to be shining under the light Like, incredibly beautiful.

Fang Jing was stunned for a moment, and immediately forgot about the tie and clothes, and he rushed over, "Jiu Jiu Jiu" kissed Cen Jiu on the face several times.

Sure enough, he is still the most handsome boyfriend.

Cen Jiu clasped his waist, smiled, and said, "Stop eating?"

"It's still early!" Fang Jing said confidently, "We can take a nap, just in time for dinner."

The boyfriend is so beautiful and delicious, he can eat two more bowls of rice by then.

Cen Jiu showed an expression of "well, if you like me so much, I will reluctantly cooperate with you", swept the clothes on the bed down, and decisively hugged her boyfriend and started to sleep.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after a nap, Fang Jing got up limply, took a shower, randomly picked up a suit of clothes to put on, and rushed to the hotel with Cen Jiu.

They are all a group of figures who can call the wind and rain in the cultural relics world. As a junior, he certainly can't keep the seniors waiting for a long time.

As the host, Curator Tan has already arrived, and there are three other people, two of whom Fang Jing has met at the donation ceremony before, and besides that, there is also a 50-[-]-year-old face-to-face student sitting on the seat. The middle-aged man has a mustache, his hair is combed neatly behind his head, and he is wearing a blue Tang suit. He looks very fairy-like.

When curator Tan saw Fang Jing, he quickly greeted him: "Xiao Fang is here, come and sit."

"Curator Qin, you are polite." Fang Jing smiled and greeted Director Yao and Section Chief Yan on the other side, turned his eyes to the middle-aged man in Tang suit, and asked curiously, "Who is this?" yes……"

Curator Qin laughed: "He is one of my younger brothers, surnamed Xu, whose occupation is cultural relic identification and his hobby is collecting antiques. I don't know if you have heard of it."

Fang Jing's eyes lit up immediately: "So it's Master Xu, I've admired him for a long time."

In the field of antique collection, there is a saying of "South King and North Xu", referring to the two master collectors, Master Wang and Master Xu.

Master Wang is not so much a collector as an antique dealer.In his early years, his family was poor, but he loved antiques very much. Later, after he made a fortune, he began to collect these slowly, but a large part of his collection purpose was to resell for future appreciation.

But Master Xu is different.

Master Xu himself was born in a scholarly family with a profound family background. Compared with Master Wang's business behavior, he is a real master collector.

For such people, Fang Jing has never been stingy with making friends. As for the reason, it has always been very simple-all people who have a hobby of collecting antiques are all his potential customers, especially the reputation of Master Wang and Master Xu. Outside, collectors who have been recognized by the public for their character and financial resources are the ones he is eager to get acquainted with.

He is a boatman, and most of the things he catches are to be sold. This kind of well-known and reliable ones are not bad for money, and he welcomes them the most.

Master Xu raised his eyelids, took a sized look at Fang Jing, and nodded coldly, as a greeting.

Fang Jing encountered the North Pole glacier with passion, choked up and couldn't speak, touched his nose and hehe twice and fell silent.

Curator Tan didn't care at all, and still said cheerfully: "My brother is like this. He looks aloof, but he's actually shy. He gets nervous when he sees strangers."

Director Yao and Section Chief Yan obviously knew Master Xu, and the expressions on their faces were very natural, as if they were familiar with it.

Fang Jing hesitated for a moment, thinking that he could understand a teenage boy who was shy and shy, but he couldn't understand an uncle in his 40s who was shy when he met a stranger.

"Scared, aren't you? When Lao Tan introduced me to Master Xu for the first time, I had the same expression as you." Director Yao laughed and explained, "Don't look at Master Xu like this, but his knowledge of antiques His insights and insights are simply breathtaking, and his vision is no worse than that of Professor Lu."

Fang Jing: "?!!"

He knew that his mentor was a celebrity in the field of cultural relic appraisal, but it was beyond Fang Jing's expectations that he was so famous that even the director and curator of the museum in the capital were highly respected.

Compared with curator Qin, Master Xu, and others, Professor Lu is simply too low-key and close to the people, without the air of a master at all.

Fang Jing once again rejoiced at his good luck. Back then, his family was defeated, he failed the college entrance examination, and was transferred to the unpopular major of cultural relic appraisal. Unexpectedly, it was a turning point in his life...

Master Xu was discussed face to face, and there was no displeasure on his face. He just habitually maintained a cold expression and drank tea silently.

Fang Jing now confirmed that Master Xu was really as Director Yao and the others said, but he was too shy so he seemed very cold.

"Hahaha, no matter what, it is definitely an honor for me to meet Master Xu today, and I will ask Master Xu for advice when I have the opportunity in the future." Fang Jing said sincerely.

There are still a lot of gadgets in his water bubble, and I don't know if Master Xu will be interested.

Master Xu nodded reservedly, with a deadpan face, once again verifying Director Yao's statement that he was shy.

Fang Jing didn't know what to say, but curator Tan quickly rang the bell to call the waiters and let them start serving the dishes.

After a while, waiters filed in with dishes.

Eight Treasures, Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, Duck Vermicelli Soup, Roast Goose in Honey Sauce, Kung Pao Hare, Braised Pigeon with Coriander, Duck Feet with Mushroom, Fish Fillet in Milk Sauce...

Sure enough, it was worthy of being the most popular restaurant in the imperial capital. Before the lid was lifted, Fang Jing smelled a refreshing smell, which was extremely rare.

During the dinner, curator Tan looked at Fang Jing's expression more and more satisfied, and asked: "How old is Xiao Fang this year?"

Fang Jing said indifferently: "It's 28."

Cen Jiu raised his eyes vigilantly and looked at Curator Tan with a knife in his eyes. Fang Jing suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped by ten degrees, and the goose bumps on his arms were about to pop out from the cold.

However, curator Qin seemed to be lame at this time, and he didn't feel the threatening eyes of Cen Jiu at all. He still said enthusiastically, "Aren't you married yet? It's a good thing for young people to value their careers, but now that they have a successful career, they can slow down Stop thinking about family matters."

Fang Jing: "?!!"

Suddenly there was a bad feeling in my heart, it couldn't be what he thought.

Sure enough, Curator Tan asked again: "Does Xiao Fang have a girlfriend?"

Fang Jing: "..."

"We already have a partner, and we plan to get married by the end of this year." Fang Jing replied.

The cold air around him faded away, and the room temperature returned to a pleasant one, Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

Recently, Cen Jiu's housekeeper temperament has become more and more obvious. Whenever there is a sign that others want to introduce him and other women, if he doesn't firmly refuse at that time, Cen Jiu will definitely lose his temper afterwards.

Curator Tan snorted, and said happily: "I was still thinking that if you don't have a date, I have a niece who is about the same age as you, and I want to introduce you to each other. There is no fate."

Fang Jing showed Cen Jiu's signature shy smile: "Thank you, Curator Tan for your kindness. Ms. Qin will definitely meet someone more suitable for her in the future."

Curator Tan cast his eyes on Cen Jiu who was eating silently, and asked, "Where's Xiao Chen?"

He also has a good impression of this silent young man. He is good-looking and very low-key. He doesn't like to show off. He is said to be Fang Jing's right-hand man. Such a prudent and pragmatic young man is rare now.

Cen Jiu raised his eyes and said expressionlessly: "I also have a partner, and we plan to get married by the end of the year."

"Oh, Xiao Chen has no fate." Curator Qin didn't care too much, he just saw that Fang Jing and Cen Jiu were both good young people, so he wanted to introduce them to young people. If the two young people can really get along with each other Looking at it right, it can be called a good thing, but it doesn't have to make Fang Jing or Cen Jiu and his nephew do anything.

His niece has a high degree of education, good looks and high emotional intelligence, so there is no need to worry about not having a market.

Full of wine and food, curator Qin asked the driver to take them back to the hotel.

Fang Jing ate a bit too much, and walked back and forth to the hotel several times before sitting down on the sofa.

"Our inn needs to hire a cook." Fang Jing looked thoughtful.

I really don't know, I was taken aback.

Aunt Gen is currently in charge of the Jiufang Inn. Although the farm food is authentic, it is far worse than this kind of big restaurant.

Of course, he doesn't have to compare with the level of this kind of big hotel—it is definitely not comparable, but it is an indisputable fact that the inn's catering needs to be improved.

Although he is no longer the owner of the inn, it doesn't mean that he can't put forward one or two constructive suggestions for the future of the inn.

"Okay, then go hire a good cook." Regarding the dinner that impressed Fang Jing tonight, Cen Jiu seemed a little casual.

In the past, there were banquets in the palace, and when the Holy Majesty was in a good mood, their Suzaku hall could also enjoy some light. They had eaten the imperial meals. Although the dinner today was good, it was just good. It was not as good as the oysters baked by Fang Jing himself .

"Oh, this matter is finally settled." Fang Jing stretched his limbs and nestled on the sofa, thought for a while, and said, "Let's go home tomorrow."

"En." Cen Jiu's eyes lit up, no matter how prosperous and beautiful the outside is, he has always been thinking about the secluded and simple fishing village of Dongzhuang.

Perhaps it was there that he and Fang Jing spent the best time of their lives.

"Then go to Siam, sell the bottles you caught last time, and then we'll go abroad to get married and travel around the world for our honeymoon."

"Ah."

As long as it is something Fang Jing wants to do, he will accompany Fang Jing, even if he is going to the kingdom of monsters, he will not refuse.