C52 Money Is the Most Useless

The Lanting was the work of the great painter, Wang Xizhi.

It held a very important position in the history of books.

But it was a pity.

Most of Wang Xizhi's works had been lost.

Wang Xizhi's words were now circulating in the ancient literary circle.

Almost all of them were copied by his descendants.

Zhang Bolong's family had been managing collectibles for generations.

He saw a corner of the table.

He immediately recognized the origin of the letter.

The smile on his face had already disappeared.

The worn-out Orchid Pavilion Order.

In Zhang Bolong's heart, it was like a peerless beauty.

He carefully looked through it.

"Misty Grass! Misty Grass! Misty Grass! It really is Wang Xizhi's real work. I can't believe I actually saw Wang Xizhi's Lan Tingxu while I was still alive."

Xizhi's letter was as beautiful as a painting. He originally wanted to recite poems to the world.

However, Bolong was uncultured. He said that the world was covered in fog and grass.

...

Wai Ying's face was also filled with shock.

Although her knowledge was not as good as Zhang Bolong's.

She had heard a little about Wang Xizhi's letter.

What she found most unbelievable was...

Wang Xizhi's Lanting had actually been bitten by a dog.

And this Lin Feng was planning to throw away Wang Xizhi's Orchid Pavilion Order?

Do you know what this letter means?

"Brother Lin, sell me the incomplete Lan Tingxu scroll! I'll pay 2 billion!"

Zhang Bolong's face revealed a pained expression.

It didn't mean that he was distressed about the two billion.

It was because he felt sorry for the letter.

It was a good thing.

It was originally a priceless treasure.

But now, it had become a remnant of a scroll.

Oh heavens!

This dog was simply a sinner of history!

Lin Feng frowned.

It was already so broken, yet someone still bought it?

Even though two billion wasn't a small amount.

But we can't do business like this either.

Zhang Bolong saw the situation.

He quickly reached out his hand to stop Lin Feng from saying what he wanted to say next.

"Brother Lin, don't say anymore. I understand! You don't like money. Money is the easiest thing to get to you. Money has no meaning."

"But."

"I really don't have anything worthy of this letter. Two billion is just a token of my appreciation. Besides, this is also to save the cultural heritage. "

After Lin Feng finished listening.

The expression on his face was still very ugly.

He gave Liu Chuang a look.

Although what Zhang Bolong said made sense.

But he couldn't make the decision.

After all, he had already given the letter to Liu Chuang.

Liu Chuang heard that Zhang Bolong wanted to buy his letter.

He pushed Zhang Bolong away.

"What do you mean 2 billion? Where's the game currency? This is a gift from Master Feng. Even if it's broken, rotten, and burned to ashes, I still have to take it back and keep it properly. I won't sell it!"

Zhang Bolong's eyes twitched.

It seemed like not only Lin Feng was a tiger in this family, but Lin Feng's subordinates were also very fierce.

Zhang Bolong calmed his emotions and said earnestly, "Brother, this letter does not show any value in your hands. You should sell it to me. I can add another 500 million. This way, you can be considered to have made a huge contribution to the cultural circle. "

"Not for sale! Not for sale! What's the use of money if I want money! "

Liu Chuang had a look of disgust on his face.

It was as if two billion were Underworld Coins.

When Wai Wenfeng heard this, he sighed.

Are all of you talking in human language?

The elders worked so hard to manage their businesses and earn money.

But here, money is useless?

At this moment.

Zhang Bolong suddenly froze.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something.

A trace of helplessness flashed between Zhang Bolong's brows.

"This brother is right. What's the use of money in the future? Aliens have already sent special codes over. Money is the most useless thing."