Chapter 222 Pan Home

Win!

Everyone in the Dream Team Parkour Group, although they can guess the last game, still feel very excited when they hear the host's announcement. It is secondary to get the first place and get a huge bonus. The most important thing is that the Dream Team Parkour Group will participate in the world-class parkour competition next year, and then the whole world. The top parkour teams competed, which surprised everyone.

Then, there was a series of award-winning activities, and even members of the Dream Team Parkour Group took half an hour to be interviewed by the TV station.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lei Heng carried Li Ying on his back, and all the people of the Dream Team's parkour group slowly left the Fengyue Stadium. This national competition has come to an end, so in the next few days, they can have full freedom to rest and play.

Moreover, there are millions of bonuses in everyone's account, some of which are left to Wang Yumeng, who is ready to be the start-up fund for the next year's Dream Team Parkour Team to participate in the world-class parkour competition.

"Let's go to the Kyoto Hotel to taste the chef's skills."

Li Ying lay on Lei Heng's back and grinned.

"Let's go. It seems that Li Ying really wants to bleed today. Today, ginseng and abalone must have a good time." Lei Heng laughed.

Lu Feng, who was holding hands with Wang Yumeng, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Wang Yang, who was smiling, and said, "Wang Yang, call the brother of the mythical parkour group. Let's celebrate together today. Although we won the game, it is not the happiest thing. The happiest thing is our group of friends."

Wang Yang was slightly stunned, and then a warm current flashed in his heart, which was a little moved.

In fact, the Dream Team Parkour Group can win the game. Although Wang Yang is one of them, he also has a trace of loss in his heart. After all, the brothers of the mythical Parkour Group have not been able to participate in the national parkour competition. He understands that although the brothers don't say anything, they must be very disappointed.

But now, Lu Feng can still think about the brother of the mythical parkour group at this time. How can this not move him?

He nodded heavily, and Wang Yang said seriously, "Okay, I'll call them later. I think they will be happy too!"

At a celebration banquet, a group of more than a dozen people ate until the early morning before they left the Kyoto Hotel drunk.

In the dead of night, the building where Lu Feng and Wang Yumeng lived was brightly lit.

In the spacious and bright hall on the second floor, Wang Yumeng was wearing translucent white pajamas. She had just taken a shower and became more and more plump, which made Lu Feng, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, dry.

"I'm going to take a shower, too."

Lu Feng said hello, and his body quickly bounced up from the sofa and quickly ran towards the bathroom. Ten minutes later, wearing a bath towel, he rushed out of the bathroom, reached out and picked up Wang Yumeng, who had just blown his long hair, and strode to the bedroom.

"You...pervert!"

Wang Yumeng's peerless face is full of shyness. Although she is already an old husband and wife, whenever Lu Feng is lustful to her, her heart is sweet and shy.

The house is full of spring, and it comes out as the lights go out.

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The next morning, when Lu Feng, who was tired in the middle of the night, was still sleeping with his beloved woman's body in his arms, the courtyard door was slapped vigorously, waking him up in his sleep.

With a trace of reluctance on his face, Lu Feng looked at Wang Yumeng, who was still sleeping like boiled water, and gently moved her white lotus-like arm on his body to the side. Then he lifted the quilt, quickly put on his pajamas, and then went downstairs.

Opening the courtyard door, Lu Feng saw Guo Sen's face with an eager expression, and he was turning around in a hurry.

"Guo Sen, why did you get up so early? It's only six o'clock? What's the matter?" Lu Feng looked at Guo Sen's appearance with tears and laughter, and there was still a trace of doubt in his heart.

Guo Sen saw Lu Feng, as if he saw a savior. He grabbed Lu Feng's arm and said hurriedly, "Lu Feng, we agreed that when you finish the game, you will follow me to Panjiayuan Taobao. Didn't your national-level running competition end yesterday? Let's go. Let's go to the hospital now. Please help me ask for leave for my master. I'm going to Panjiayuan for everything I say today. I've brought the passbook.

Lu Feng rolled his eyes. This guy woke himself up from his beautiful dream for this matter. It was simply inhumane!

You know, I was busy until three or four o'clock last night to sleep with my wife in my arms. Now it's only six o'clock. The genius has just dawned, and I haven't slept for three hours.

"Brother, I played a game all day yesterday, and at night... So what, can you let me have a good rest for another day? Or we can go in the afternoon! You go to work in the hospital first. I'll call you at the hospital at noon. Uncle Mu will definitely not stop you. Lu Feng said with a smile.

Guo Sen shook his head stubbornly and said, "No, no, no, we agreed. You must go with me today. You don't know! Good things usually appear in the morning. If it happens, you can really find antiques. In the afternoon, good things will be bought by those discerning people, and the cucumber dishes will be cold.

Lu Feng had no choice but to run his internal qi silently. After flowing two laps in his body, he said, "Ok, let's go later. You come in first and wait for a while. I'll go up to change my clothes and get something to eat. When I wake up, I'm hungry and snoring. It's very uncomfortable!"

Guo Sen's face showed surprise, and he nodded frequently and said, "Oi, okay, no problem, then you can hurry up!" I know a breakfast shop, which is very good. It's just near Panjiayuan. I'm a regular customer there. I'll take you there later.

Lu Feng rolled his eyes and muttered secretly in his heart: As for your interest in antiques, if you are not familiar with Pan Jiayuan, that's what the hell!

Twenty minutes later, Lu Feng got dressed and washed up. He did not wake up Wang Yumeng in his sleep. He just left a note on the head of the bed and left the yard with Guo Sen. After getting into the car, in Guo Sen's driving, he first rushed to the hospital. After asking for leave for the dog ghost doctor, he got the smile of the dog ghost doctor's approval. After that, the two hurried to Pan Jiayuan.

Lu Feng doesn't understand antiques, or even knows nothing about them.

Therefore, when he came to Pan Jiayuan this time, Lu Feng was purely covering for Guo Sen.

On the way, Lu Feng learned something about Pan Jiayuan from the chat with Guo Sen:

Panjiayuan thrift market is located in the southwest of Panjiayuan Bridge, South East Third Ring Road, Beijing, covering an area of 48,500 square meters. There are six business areas, including market atmosphere stall area, ancient building area, classical furniture area, stone carving area, and catering service area.

The main business is antiques, handicrafts, collectibles and decorations, with an annual turnover of hundreds of millions of yuan.

There are more than 4,000 merchants in the market, with more than 10,000 business personnel, 60% of which are from 28 provinces, cities and autonomous regions outside Beijing, involving more than a dozen ethnic groups such as Han, Manchu, Miao, Wei, Mongolian and North Korea.

The market was formed in 1992 with the rise and active development of folk antique art trading. Now it has become a large-scale antique art market that spreads folk culture.

Many people who like to collect antiques will almost come to Panjiayuan, and even many people can find a lot of good things here. There was a story that after the Yuanmingyuan Garden was burned, a lot of antiques flowed out of the palace. At that time, many local rich celebrities would leave a few pieces at home as heirlooms.

Lu Feng didn't like to collect antiques, but after following Guo Sen and entering Pan's home, he watched it with great interest. Obviously, Guo Sen is a regular customer here. Many antique dealers know him, and even walk along the way. Many of them say hello to him. Obviously, his popularity is relatively high.

"Well, this white jade is good. Unfortunately, it is a high imitation, and it is a modern imitation. If you look at this carving art and the quality of jade, you can see that this is definitely a well-known figure carving. The value should be about 30,000 RMB. Unfortunately, its appreciation space is very small, unless someone can leave a Decades and hundreds of years may be worth more in the future. Guo Sen understands that Lu Feng doesn't know about antiques, so whenever he looks at an antique, he will show a very knowledgeable appearance and explain it to Lu Feng carefully.

In fact, Lu Feng doesn't know that the reason why Guo Sen explained to Lu Feng is that he hopes that Lu Feng can like the collection of antiques like himself. After all, if the two become Tibetan friends, there will be more common topics. In the future, the intersection between the two will be wider and the relationship will be deeper.

It's a pity that although Lu Feng heard a lot, he didn't like it very much, but in front of Guo Sen, he still showed that excited look.

"Oh, isn't this Dr. Guo Senguo? Why did you come today? Aren't you afraid of being brought back by your master? A 26- or 17-year-old young man, with a yellow hair on his forehead, looked at Guo Sen coming over with a smile and joked.

"I said little yellow hair, if you dare to talk about Laozi's embony again, be careful that I'll beat you. You guys are all fakes here. If I'm unhappy later, I'll publicize it for you everywhere." Guo Sen was furious at first, but in an instant, he showed a gloomy smile.

"You... are just looking for a beat. Who sold the fake? Don't slander my goods. The river map of the Qingming Festival here is absolutely authentic. The price is 800,000 yuan, and I won't sell it. And this blue and white porcelain bottle is absolutely authentic, 660,000 yuan. The yellow-haired young man said angrily.