Chapter 1327 Sketching of Rare Birds

Huang Zixing saw Yang Bo's resolute attitude, although he was unwilling, thinking of Yang Bo's identity and background, he didn't say much, he waved his hand behind him, "Withdraw!"

There were many onlookers at the scene, and everyone was surprised to see Huang Zixing evacuate so easily, and couldn't help but look at Xiang Yang Bo.

Yang Bo didn't pay attention to these people, he turned to the boss and said, "How many evasions were there here just now?

"Sir, don't be funny, no!" said the boss hurriedly.

Yang Bo took the card and still insisted on compensation, but the boss was resolutely unwilling to accept it.

Lian Yong grabbed the boss's arm, "Since Mr. Yang wants to pay the bill, you can accept it!"

The boss turned to look at Lian Yong, and then nodded in response, "It's not much! It's more than 3,000 yuan in total, you give 3,000 percent!"

Yang Bo didn't say much, and handed over the bank card.

The boss swiped the card and asked Yang Bo to swipe the password, which was to return the bank card.

Yang Bo and the three of them took the car, first sent Peng Min home, and then Yang Bo and Zhang Yifang went back.

Zhang Huaixi and his wife sat in the living room, and when they saw Yang Bo and the two coming back, they hurriedly greeted them.

Zhang Huaixi opened his mouth and wanted to ask some questions, but Yang Bo was here, and he was not embarrassed to ask.

Yang Bo nodded at them and turned back to the room, he knew very well that Zhang Yi would definitely tell her parents what happened today.

Back in the room, Yang Bo took his mobile phone and wanted to call the country, but after thinking about it, he still gave up, his strength is still a little worse now, if he can break through to the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm, he will be much safer, and now for him, it is still a little dangerous.

Yang Bo washed up, went back to his room, meditated and rested.

On the second day, Yang Bo got up and was about to go out for breakfast, but he saw Huang Zixing sitting at the dining table.

Huang Zixing hurriedly stood up and pointed to the dining table, "I heard that Mr. Yang likes to eat Huaiyang cuisine, so I prepared a little something." ”

Yang Bo glanced at the table, and saw that Zhang Huaixi's family was hiding far away, and no one came out, he couldn't help frowning, "How long has Mr. Huang been here?"

Huang Zixing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly smiled: "I didn't come long, I didn't come long!"

"Your Bamboo Federation is quite domineering!" Yang Bo said.

Huang Zixing didn't understand what Yang Bo meant, but he knew that he had to ask Yang Bo for his life, so when he spoke, he was inevitably more polite, "Mr. Yang, it's okay for us to do things in the Bamboo Federation, and it shouldn't be too domineering!"

"I eat with the Zhang family on weekdays, why are they all gone this morning?" Yang Bo walked to the table, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

Huang Zixing didn't expect that Yang Bo would be annoyed by this matter, and he hurriedly said, "I'll invite them out!"

Yang Bo waved his hand, he glanced at the table, "No need to invite them, let's go out to eat, I'm afraid that your posture is too big and scare them, I live here, it's already very annoying, first Songlian, and now Zhulian, you two have come over one after another, and the pressure on them is too great." ”

Huang Zixing hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, our Bamboo Union is very principled in doing things, and we will never bother them!"

Yang Bo nodded, stood up, and walked outside.

Soon, the two came to a morning tea house, entered the box, ordered a lot of meals, and ate.

After breakfast, Yang Bo looked at Huang Zixing, "You said yesterday that you were going to take me to a place, what do you want to see?"

Huang Zixing hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, I heard that you like antiques, I happen to have a calligraphy and painting here, I am a rough person, I can't understand what this painting is, so I want you to help taste it." ”

After that, Huang Zixing walked out, ordered the guys from the teahouse to come and pack up his things, and came over with a brocade box.

The table was cleaned up, Huang Zixing took a piece of red cloth and spread it on the table, and pounced on a layer of yellow silk cloth, which was to put the brocade box on the table, he carefully opened the brocade box and said to Yang Bo: "Mr. Yang, please look!"

Yang Bo took a look and saw that there was a yellowed painting scroll in the brocade box, the brilliance flashed in front of his eyes, and a thick circle of light appeared on the surface of the painting scroll, Yang Bo immediately made a judgment, this painting scroll is a work of the Song Dynasty!

Yang Bo didn't pay attention to Huang Zixing, he carefully took out the scroll, gently placed it on the table, slowly unfolded it, and the whole painting was presented in front of him.

This is a painting of flowers and birds, the painting of flowers and birds is beautiful and elegant, lifelike, between the shades of brush and ink, the fluffy and soft feeling of bird feathers, colorful colors, are expressed, very artistic style!

Yang Bo looked at the payment again, and his eyes suddenly widened, this "Sketch of Rare Birds" turned out to be made by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong!

"Good painting!" Yang Bo couldn't help but praise.

Huang Zixing was amazed when he saw Yang Bo, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang likes it, you like it!"

Yang Bo turned to look at the other party with a smile, "Mr. Huang has a heart, how did you get such a painting?"

Huang Zixing hurriedly said: "I like to collect some antiquities on weekdays, but I didn't expect that Mr. Yang has studied these antiques so deeply, and I also read your lecture at Dijing University some time ago, and you spoke so well!"

Yang Bo naturally wouldn't be deceived by the other party's praise, he smiled, "What happened to what you said yesterday?"

Huang Zixing saw that Yang Bo finally mentioned this matter, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, I'm afraid you can't see it, I'm terminally ill now!"

Yang Bo stared at Huang Zixing, he hadn't paid attention to it before, but now looking at Huang Zixing's pale face and sallow arms, he couldn't help frowning, "What disease?"

Huang Zixing hurriedly said: "It's brain cancer, I have asked the doctor, and said that there is no way to operate, only conservative treatment can be used, and the doctor said that I may leave at any time now." ”

Yang Bo stared at Huang Zixing, and sure enough, he saw that the other party had a tumor in his brain, which was not small and could endanger the other party's life at any time.

Yang Bo frowned slightly, in his eyes, a "Sketch of Rare Birds" for Huang Zixing's life is indeed no big problem, but, considering Huang Zixing's identity, he had to hesitate, after all, if Huang Zixing really did a lot of evil, he saved one person, and he harmed countless people!

"Mr. Yang, if you have any requests, just put them forward! As long as you can cure my illness and let me live a few more years, I will definitely do it!" Huang Zixing said.

Yang Bo looked at Huang Zixing, "Your status in the Bamboo Federation is not low, what if I ask you to give up your identity in the Bamboo Federation?"

Huang Zixing's complexion changed slightly, and it was very ugly.