The Jingmingxuan Teahouse of Song Jun is near the antique market. It was built imitating Ming and Qing buildings. From the outside, it exudes a very ancient atmosphere.

Of course, it just looks old and does not really have the aura contained in antiques. That aura is naturally unabsorbed by the spiritual energy in Tang Ping's eyes.

"Oh, the aura contained in Wang Shizhen's notes on Xiangzu can make the spiritual energy in my eyes evolve. If I go to the Forbidden City and the Great Wall, I wonder what level the spiritual energy in my eyes can evolve to?" Looking at the teahouse with an ancient aura in front of me, Tang Ping murmured in his heart.

Outside the Jingmingxuan Teahouse, which is filled with a strong classical atmosphere, is full of vehicles, and most of them are luxury cars. It seems that Boss Song, who has a rough appearance, is still very business-friendly!

After entering, you can see the tables filled with various refreshments, all of which are placed in exquisite porcelain, and the white background and blue flowers make the teahouse lobby a quaint smell.

At the entrance of the gate, a young girl was kneeling in front of a tea table that seemed made of sandalwood, handing each guest in a cup of tea. She looked quite elegant and graceful as a Jiangnan woman. Her every move seemed so gentle.

"Boss Song's place is really good," Tang Ping was in a very good mood when he looked at this elegantly decorated quiet teahouse.

There were about seven or eight waiters in the lobby, wearing antique Qing Dynasty-style cheongsams. When he saw Tang Ping coming in, a young girl like the foreman came over and greeted Tang Ping: "Sir, how many of you are? Do you want a private room or in the lobby?"

"Mu Tou, why did you come? We have been waiting for more than ten minutes, oh, and we also wore glasses. Do you think I won't recognize you if you put on a vest?" Before Tang Ping could speak, Liu Chuan's loud voice had already disturbed the purity of the teahouse, attracting everyone's eyes.

Looking at Liu Chuan's grinning after being pinched by Lei Lei, Tang Ping, who smiled silently, was too lazy to joke with him and asked directly: "Where are Boss Song and the others? Haven't you come yet?"

As for Qin Xuanbing, who was sitting in the corner and then getting up, although she instantly attracted all the attention in the lobby, Tang Ping just took a look and then withdrew his gaze.

Speaking of the cold weather, Miss Qin was actually wearing a gorgeous Western-style long skirt, which was beautiful and frozen. Who would the peacock spread her face to show her?

Tang Ping's indifferent attitude immediately made Qin Xuanbing, who wanted to amazed him, feel like he punched him in the air. He couldn't help but feel depressed and resentful, almost biting his little white teeth, and thought to himself that this guy was coming down from Beibei Mountain with Liu Chuan, right?

If Liu Chuan, who was pinched by Lei Lei on his waist, knew what Qin Xuanbing was thinking at this time, I wonder if he would regret bringing her here specifically?

"I'll wait for you here after I come in. How dare I find them if you don't come? You don't know that old man Lu's temper. He was polite to you yesterday. If he gets angry today, he can blow me out. I'll tell you, that old man..." Liu Chuan said to Tang Ping with a wry smile.

Before he could finish speaking, a full voice came from outside: "Liu Chuan, you little bastard, come back to arrange me, the old man. I will go to the management office tomorrow and tell me that the market management fee you have paid too little, so you should double the additional one."

Tang Ping turned his head and saw six or seven men walking into the teahouse. The leader was Mr. Lu, and Song Jun and Boss Wang were among them. I guess they made an appointment. The people who followed behind did not recognize them, but seeing the objects they were holding in boxes or wrapped in satin, they might be the ones who were the ones who were holding in their hands, such as Mr. Lu and his men. The things they were holding should be antiques that would be firmly determined later.

"Hey, Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu..." Liu Chuan saw Mr. Lu, and immediately smiled and hurriedly greeted him, saying that he wanted to give Mr. Lu a hug.

He was helpless and let Mr. Lu beside him. When he saw Qin Xuanbing, his face suddenly became a little ugly. Yesterday, although he gave the cucumber gourd to Qin Xuanbing, he had no favoritism for this Miss Qin.

However, there were those who were blinded. Before they could notice Mr. Lu's face, they were completely amazed by Qin Xuanbing, so they hurriedly came up: "Hello, Miss, here is Xu Wei, the general manager of Xu's Jewelry in East China region...."

Well, there was no need to say anything more to Tang Ping. He stood aside with his lips slightly raised, and saw Xu Wei, who was valuable in the outfit, showing great attentiveness to Qin Xuanbing, and it seemed like a good show.

"Xu Jewelry? A name I haven't heard of before..." Qin Xuanbing, who was already unhappy, suddenly felt a little angry when he saw Tang Ping's smiley look at the show. Qin Xuanbing felt even more disgusted with the fly in front of him who was attentive and well-dressed.

Upon hearing this, Xu, who felt good about himself, smiled suddenly, and then he immediately started to smile again. He turned his head to look at Song Jun who was arranged in the private room and said, "Boss Song, you are the master today. Wouldn't you help me introduce it?"

It can be seen that Song Jun did not catch a cold about this person, so he called him a haha, and after he stepped forward to introduce Liu Chuan and Tang Ping, he led everyone to a large private room inside.

The layout of the private room is also very stylish. It is surrounded by antique racks made of lattice, with some ceramic crock pots, and a long square table of pear blossoms and wood. There are six yellow blossoms and wood chairs around the square table.

The private room is very large. Near the bar at the door, there is a small living room, which is very modernly decorated. A big red leather sofa surrounded the glass coffee table, and a large screen high-definition LCD TV is hung on the wall facing the sofa, just like a home theater.

At the door of the room was the god Guan Gong's residence, with three sandalwood lit on it, and a faint smoke filled the box. The refreshing fragrance and the sound of the guzheng surrounding the ears immediately made people feel relaxed and happy.

Even though Tang Ping was used to big scenes and various extravagant enjoyments in the two game worlds before, he suddenly came here, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, "I'm really a rich man!"

"Huh? Boss Song, your Huanghuali chair is a good thing!" Seeing those Huanghuali chairs, Tang Ping, with a slightly bright look, walked over and reached out to touch it. The spiritual power in his eyes penetrated and sensed the faint aura contained in the chair, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Song Jun, who was also unable to put down his love and touched a yellow flower chair, couldn't help but look at Tang Ping with a lit up hearing this and said, "Brother Zhuang has such a good eye!"

"Haha, what good eyesight do I have? Just look at Boss Song, you can't put down this chair. It's not just antique furniture, right?" Tang Ping shook his head and smiled, and what he said made Song Jun laugh.

While talking and laughing, everyone also sat down one after another. Mr. Lu was the oldest and had the highest prestige, so he naturally sat down. Song Jun accompanied him in the main seat, and the others sat down one by one.

The few people who came in with them put down their things and left. However, including the uninvited Xu Wei, Lei Lei, Qin Xuanbing, and eight people in the private room, the six Huanghuali chairs were obviously not enough to sit.

Seeing that Qin Xuanbing and Xu Wei were both unceremonious and found a chair to sit down, Liu Chuan was not interested in antique manuscripts and other things, so he pulled Lei Lei to the sofa next to him and sat down.
Chapter completed!