Chapter 1755: Garden Tour

The crowd, who were amazed by the tea ceremony performance in the first pavilion, could not help but speed up their pace, wanting to see what surprises would come next.

The second pavilion met their requirements.

Sitting next to the stone table was a gentle and delicate beauty wearing a goose yellow sleeved jacket, combing a silk front bangs bun, wearing a kingfisher hairpin, and pearl earrings.

At this time, she was holding a round fan with a draft in her left hand, and holding a sheep's hair brush in her right hand, coloring the red plum on the round fan.

There was also a beautiful woman in a light yellow skirt sitting in the corner of the hall. At this time, she was playing the guzheng on the table without paying attention to anyone else. With a hook of her right hand and a press of her left hand, there was a clear and melodious sound, like drizzle hitting banana leaves, which sounded silent from afar, and the sound of the zither still in her ears flowed gently around everyone.

Feng Yiping took a look, and as expected, many people opened their mouths wide again.

"Why do I feel that they are quiet," said Page.

"That's because they are as beautiful as a painting," said Brin.

The two men asked and answered each other, and they were very appreciative of the two girls in the pavilion.

"This is a kind of handicraft in our country that combines calligraphy and painting, the round fan," Feng Yiping said softly, "In ancient times, it was not only an ornament, but also had many practical values, you see,"

He picked up a finished fan on the table, "Fanning is the most basic function, and it can also sweep away dust on clothes," he said, sweeping it over his body.

"In addition, there is another very practical function," Feng Yiping raised the fan to cover his face, "covering the face and blocking shame,"

"It can be said to be the best prop for ladies to play shy and reluctant tricks," he showed half of his face from the fan.

"Puchi," the beautiful woman who painted the round fan laughed softly when she heard the words, and then quickly covered the unfinished round fan in front of her mouth.

"By the way, when ladies laugh, they also use it to cover their teeth," Feng Yiping added.

"Hehe," because the beautiful woman laughed, everyone laughed too.

The ladies couldn't wait to look at the finished fans on the table.

The things that can be put here are naturally not the common goods in those small shops in China. Although they cannot be called antiques, the materials used are all fine. Take the fan bones for example. There are ivory, Xiangfei bamboo, and pure silver that match the overall style of Apple.

The poems or paintings on the silk are all made by famous artists. Although they are handicrafts, they are also very high-end handicrafts.

"It's so beautiful," even Ma Ling couldn't help but come up and picked up a fan with an ivory handle and said.

Laurenna is worthy of being the wife of Jobs. She fell in love with the one with the pure silver handle at first sight, and she obviously liked it very much.

Logically, Feng Yiping should give it to them at this time, but the samples are limited, and there will be people coming to observe later, so we can only wait and see.

The men were somewhat dissatisfied at this time. This thing is okay for ladies to hold, but it is obviously not suitable for gentlemen to hold it in their hands.

"There should be a folding fan in the back," Feng Yiping said, "It is a must-have for scholars in ancient my country."

"Is it the same as the one on the wall in the living room in front?" Moritz asked.

"Yes, but it is not that big, suitable for hand-held size," Feng Yiping said.

Since even Moritz observed it so carefully, I think the attraction of his arrangements is still great.

"Ladies, there are still many in front," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

When the ladies reluctantly put down the elegant round fans, a middle-aged black man in a tuxedo hurried in and whispered something to Huang Jingping.

Huang Jingping walked to Feng Yiping without any hesitation, took his arm and whispered in his ear, "Boss Pan from Zhonghualou has brought many colleagues from Chinese restaurants here,"

"Oh?" Feng Yiping was stunned. Why are they here?

He also felt quite hot, and pretended to glance at it as if nothing had happened. Ma Ling didn't even look at this place. She was chatting with a lady next to her, who should be a socialite in San Francisco.

Mayer looked at him and Huang Jingping without hiding it. Seeing Feng Yiping looking over, she blinked and gestured to Ma Ling.

Feng Yiping hurriedly retracted his gaze, "You continue to take them around, I'll go to greet them,"

"Don't worry, they should be here to congratulate," Feng Yiping said.

Even if there are such things as kicking out the club in reality, I believe it will not happen to me, especially in the United States, which emphasizes practicality. No one will make things difficult for rich people like Feng Yiping.

Because if you do that, you are actually making things difficult for yourself.

"Sorry, I'll leave you for a while," he apologized to everyone, and followed the middle-aged black man, Richie, who Huang Jingping had just mentioned on the phone, and hurried forward.

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At the first pavilion, many people gathered to watch the tea ceremony performance. Everyone was obviously watching very attentively. They might not be able to appreciate tea, but they could appreciate beauty.

Only two people noticed Feng Yiping at this time.

Yamamoto, who had been keeping an eye on the crowd ahead, saw Feng Yiping rushing out early in the morning, and he immediately raised his camera.

He looked through the viewfinder at this famous young man whom he had never seen before.

The first feeling was that he was very calm.

Just like him at this moment, although his steps were very fast, he was not panicked at all, and he looked confident.

The second feeling was confidence.

How do you say this about confidence? To give a vivid illustration, those celebrities who have been famous for a long time are very comfortable in front of the camera, but those artists who have just debuted are always a little unable to let go in front of the camera. Even if they let go, they don't have their own style. In other words, it's that kind of momentum, because they don't have the confidence of those stars who have been famous for a long time.

Feng Yiping now has stronger self-confidence than those celebrities. Self-confidence has now become a characteristic of him. This can be seen especially clearly in the viewfinder.

This trait makes him naturally the center of attention wherever he goes.

He was so calm and confident that Yamamoto finally realized that he was still so young and so dazzlingly young.

However, Yamamoto looked at the very attractive tea ceremony performance here, then looked at the pavilion in front, and then looked at the garden hosting all of this. Mr. Feng, you are a little unkind. Restaurant? You are a folk industrial park in the name of a Chinese restaurant!

If the dishes in your restaurant taste really good and are in line with the living habits of these wealthy people, how can we compete with you in the high-end catering sector?

Just seeing this, he couldn't be tough anymore. Thinking about the speeches he made at the party yesterday, he couldn't help but feel a little blushing.

But he is still a little unconvinced. You are bullying others just because you have a lot of money!

After seeing this garden, who would have the patience to dine in our narrow dining room? However, which of us has the strength to create the same environment as yours?

Although he was full of opinions, he couldn't help but press the shutter button one after another.

At this time, with a "click", a flashlight flashed next to it.

The person who also noticed Feng Yiping at this time was naturally the famous food critic Claire who had just made up her mind to make Feng Yiping look good, but at this moment she couldn't remember her purpose.

Like Yamamoto, she had been paying attention to Feng Yiping's group walking in front. If she hadn't been worried about the embarrassing situation that might result from being recognized on the spot, she would have wanted to take a few steps quickly and join Feng Yiping's camp.

She also immediately noticed Feng Yiping walking out in a hurry.

It was also the first time that she looked at Feng Yiping so close, so she also took a good look in the viewfinder for a while.

Her first impression was completely different from Yamamoto's.

"Handsome!" This was an uncontrollable thought she had after seeing Feng Yiping.

Although he is not a handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes that conforms to the mainstream Western image, as long as he combines his identity with the person in front of her, Claire can't help but come to such a conclusion.

He has achieved so much at such a young age. Isn’t that cool?

What's more, he can really be called chiseled.

The second feeling is that it is comfortable!

This guy looks so comfortable that you can't help but feel close to him.

This should be his unique personality charm. Claire really forgot all about her original intention at this time. She even felt that her original idea seemed a bit unreasonable.

Unknowingly, she also pressed the shutter button, but forgot to turn off the flash.

The flash attracted Feng Yiping's attention. He glanced here expressionlessly, and immediately saw the two people still holding the camera. He smiled and waved to them.