Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 58

On the way, listening to the chats of the Huang family's grandparents, I finally found out a lot about this teacher.

What's the teacher's last name?No one knew that, according to Mrs. Huang, the teacher had already arrived in Xingping City before her students could jump in line.

At that time, I only knew that he came from a far away place, and he was accompanied by bodyguards. He was only allowed to call the teacher when he went to school. Even the principal didn't know his last name, and he didn't even dare to ask...

After the turmoil passed, the teacher went back for a while, and we can often see him on TV.

After the Qianxi year, the teacher returned to Xingyuan and lived in a villa on the outskirts of the city.

Although his name is well known, students like Mrs. Huang and the others still use the name "teacher", and few people call the old man by his real name.

When the car arrived in the suburbs and stopped next to an old villa, Feng Wei was really surprised. No one would have imagined that such an old and battered two-story building actually lived with a former big shot.

At this time, luxury cars were already parked around the villa. It seemed that this teacher had quite a few students... indeed.

With Huang Lu and Feng Wei, the old lady came to the gate and rang the old-fashioned doorbell next to her.Not long after, an old man in a gray tunic came out.

This old man has a majestic appearance. Although he is old and looks ten years older than Mrs. Huang, his waist is straight and he walks vigorously, no less than a young man.

"Hello, master!" Mrs. Huang said with a smile on her face, "You are getting more and more energetic!"

"Hey, it's you little brat!" The old man seemed to know her very well: "Teacher is in a good mood today, and is just waiting for you students!"

"Master?" Feng Wei looked at the old man, this title...is not common...

I finished greeting the master chef.

Old Mrs. Huang asked someone to carry the easel to the door again.

Soon, the master recruited two staff members and carried the easel to the living room.

At this time, many people were already standing in the living room, and they all greeted Mrs. Huang.

The atmosphere on the field is also quite warm.

"This year is the teacher's [-]th birthday. Tell me, will Dingyuan and the others come?"

In the crowd, someone made a comment.

"I'm afraid I can't come! I heard that they are very busy now..." Someone responded.

"Hahaha, who sent this wooden frame?" The sudden laughter gave a hint of hostility to the originally peaceful atmosphere.

When everyone looked, they saw a young man standing beside the easel sent by the Huang family and gesticulating.

"Ye Quan, don't make trouble!" A white-haired old man scolded coldly: "You don't care what others give you!"

"No, grandpa...the Huang family is too good at playing tricks, isn't it?" The young man still had a sarcastic face: "How much is Huanghuali wood worth..."

"Hey, Lao Ye, so...the gift you prepared for the teacher is not light?" Mrs. Huang asked with a relaxed face and a smile.

"It's just a Shoushan Tianhuang seal from the Qing Dynasty!" Hearing her question, Lao Ye was full of pride: "It has Sanxitang engraved on it. I don't know if it is true or not. I was just going to ask the teacher to take a look..."

"Sanxitang?" Everyone showed surprise.

Anyone with a little knowledge of antiques will know that the seal of Sanxitang in the Qing Dynasty is likely to be the imperial treasure of Emperor Qianlong. If it is true, its value will be incalculable...

Now the living room became more lively, the young people of each family were very well-behaved, including Huang Lu, they all stood obediently behind the elders, and now it's just you and me talking endlessly.

Everyone was talking, but they saw an old man walking down from the second floor with a smile. The staff behind him seemed to want to help, but he threw him aside.

The old man was wearing a somewhat whitish Chinese tunic suit, black trousers, and old-fashioned cloth shoes. He didn't look like a teacher, but more like an old farmer.

Slowly descending the stairs, the students in the living room have already stepped forward to say hello.

"Hello teacher!"

"Hello teacher!"

"Okay, okay!" The teacher looked very happy: "It's not easy to live to be 90 years old! It's even more difficult to be able to see you students neatly at the age of 90!"

As the teacher spoke, the chaotic living room became quiet again.

"Isn't it!" The white-haired old Ye interjected: "Now that the national policy is better and the living standard is higher, our old bones are naturally neat, but when it comes to our bones, we are really better than the old ones." I can't talk to you anymore, maybe when the teacher is a hundred years old, we will have to come in a wheelchair!"

"Ha, this Xiaoye!" The old man smiled, showing his snow-white teeth: "I have told you before that you should exercise more and don't sit at home all the time! If you really dare to come in a wheelchair, I will have you blasted Get out...haha!"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood. While talking and laughing, he looked up and found the young man behind the students. He couldn't help laughing and said, "The children are coming too. It's good. When we have dinner later, every People give an extra egg..."

It wasn't until this time that Feng Wei noticed that the ingredients used in today's birthday party were extremely simple.

At this time, the staff had already carried the cooked millet porridge, pickles, corn bread, red eggs and other food to the hall.

"Teacher...do you want to wait a little longer before serving dinner?" The master chef came to the old man again and asked in a low voice.

"Wait?" The old man paused for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Is there anyone else coming?"

"Well...it's Dingyuan and the others..." The head guard murmured, and when he was about to explain in detail, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking in from the door.

"Hey, Secretary Wang is here!

"Hello, Secretary Wang!"

Among the surrounding crowd, many people seemed to recognize this person and greeted him one after another.

Feng Wei glanced at the middle-aged man and thought he looked familiar. He was stunned for a long time before he remembered that this man seemed to appear on TV often.

At this time, the Secretary Wang had already arrived in front of the teacher, and said respectfully: "Mr. Yuan, Dingyuan and the others went abroad to attend a meeting. They left last week. Because they couldn't get away, they arranged for me to bring the birthday gift first. ..."

"Oh! Work is important! Remember to tell him that although work is important, you must also combine work and rest. The body is the capital of the revolution..."

The old man nodded and gave a few instructions, but when he saw the scroll in Secretary Wang's hand, he immediately frowned: "By the way, what kind of gift did this kid send! It's not calligraphy and painting again, is it?"

Secretary Wang said with a smile: "Old Yuan, your guess is really accurate, it is a calligraphy and painting!"

(End of this chapter)