"But when it comes to money, I'm really not rich, and it seems that there are only more than two million in my bank card. Yao Zhiping said softly.

Zhang Kun blinked, and looked at Yao Zhiping with a little doubt: "How come?

More than two million, which was a figure that Zhang Kun couldn't even think of before.

But now, Zhang Kun still has more than two million in his bank card, hundreds of millions of billions of money Zhang Kun has passed several times, and last month he sent out a gold mine worth 50 billion yuan.

Therefore, now the figure of two million can no longer move Zhang Kun.

On the contrary, it was "only" two million that made Zhang Kun a little surprised for a while, seeing that the gold finger of time was in hand, it was actually only a deposit of more than two million, your gold finger was fake.

Swindler?

Looking at Zhang Kun's skeptical gaze, Yao Zhiping smiled softly: "I just said that my profession is a treasure connoisseur, but at the same time, I am also a collector. More of my wealth is concentrated in my collection, and in cash, it is really only more than two million. ”

Hearing Yao Zhiping's words, Zhang Kun nodded with a look of sudden realization: "I see!"

But soon Zhang Kun looked at Yao Zhiping curiously: "Then how much can your collection be worth?"

"It's not easy to say, antiques, if someone wants it, it's really valuable, but if no one wants it, it's an ornament. ”

"However, the so-called gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, now in this peaceful and prosperous era, if you want to cash out, it is easy, if you really want to auction, there are still one or two hundred million!" Yao Zhiping chuckled.

Sure enough, it's a local tyrant.

I'll just say, if you have a golden finger with you, you haven't made a net worth of hundreds of millions, so it's too watery.

It's me, who obviously has a golden finger in my hand, but I'm still mixed up like this.

Look at people, goldfingers will make more money, maybe you can make hundreds of thousands of millions of dollars by going around the antique market.

Look at yourself again, you have to put money in it often.

Let's just talk about Xu Hao, in order to help him fulfill his wish, he spent thirty or forty thousand yuan in the past half a month.

There are a lot of fares and gifts.

The worst thing is that Huangshi opened, and 1.5 million was posted into it.

Well, although the 1.5 million yuan was not requested by Huang Shikai, if it weren't for him, Zhang Kun wouldn't have seen Shiqiao Primary School, and he wouldn't have seen Shiqiao Primary School.

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Zhang Kun won't want to build a school, so he still blames him.

By the way, there is also the master Old Man Liang, in order to practice martial arts, take a medicinal bath, and then go to Zhang Kun for five million.

Five million is enough for Zhang Kun for a lifetime.

People's special abilities are to make money for themselves, and I'm good, but I have to post it upside down.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun felt weak for a while.

Yao Zhiping didn't seem to notice Zhang Kun's abnormality, and continued to whisper: "And my first request is related to my collection. ”

Zhang Kun looked up at Yao Zhiping.

"I hope you can help me donate my entire collection to the Yenching Museum. Yao Zhiping said softly.

Zhang Kun's face was stunned: "Donate?"

Yao Zhiping chuckled and nodded, and then continued to speak softly as if recalling.

"Because of my speciality, I started working with artifacts at a very young age and became obsessed with them. ”

"In those cultural relics, I seem to see a piece of history repeating itself in front of my eyes, one mystery after another, because of the appearance of cultural relics, blowing away the fog. ”

"Every time I reach out and touch those artifacts, it's like I'm touching a piece of history. ”

"I love it and I'm obsessed with it. And then slowly, I started collecting artifacts, like collecting history. It wasn't until later, almost to the point that I could only enter and not leave, and my collection became more and more. ”

"Looking at the artifacts in the storage room, my heart is always full and satisfied. ”

"I go to the pantry almost every day, look at my collections, touch them gently, wipe them lightly, don't let a little dust get dirty, that's the happiest time of my day, with those collections as company. ”

"But when I died, I was alone in the storage room, looking at the items on the shelves, but I suddenly felt inexplicable palpitations. ”

"I'm dead, and from now on, who will wipe them down, if nothing else, maybe never. ”

"My pantry is very well hidden, and only one person knows about it. ”

"At that moment, I felt the sadness of 'them', and finally unearthed them and saw the light of day, only to be buried deep in the ground by me again. ”

"At that moment, I woke up. ”

"Cultural relics should not belong to individuals, because they contain a piece of history and a piece of culture

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, it should belong to everyone, to all Chinese. And it should not be buried deep in the ground with me, and I will not see the light of day. ”

"So, I want to ask you to help me donate all those collections, and make it my last gift to this world. ”

Donating something?

Zhang Kun touched his chin, this doesn't seem to be difficult.

As for those collections worth hundreds of millions, this is not within the scope of Zhang Kun's consideration.

Anyway, it wasn't his donation, and Zhang Kun didn't feel distressed.

As for the ...... of keeping the collection for yourself.

Zhang Kun loves money, but a gentleman loves money and takes it in a proper way, this kind of other people's things, Zhang Kun has not degenerated to that extent.

Zhang Kun's mind was racing, and after thinking about it for two minutes, and after making sure that there would not be any big problems, he finally nodded: "No problem, I agreed to this." ”

Not to mention anything else, it's just that Yao Zhiping is the second person with special abilities that Zhang Kun has met in his life, and Zhang Kun has the heart to treat him specially.

What's more, Zhang Kun's hidden attribute: rotten good .......

"So, what about the second thing?" Zhang Kun asked on his own initiative.

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Yao Zhiping chuckled lightly, and then continued.

"I owe a lot of people in my life, but most of them are dear relatives, and they are all gone, there are only three people, which makes me haunted. ”

"That was more than twenty years ago, when I was younger. At that time, because of my special eyes, I was already famous in the world of cultural relics. At that time, I was young and vigorous, I didn't tell lies, I spoke straightforwardly, I didn't know tactful, and I was jokingly called the iron bag man. ”

"Cultural relics don't tell lies, and I, Yao Zhiping, don't tell lies. ”

"Because of this, I also offended a lot of people at that time. On the contrary, it has also made some buyers of antiquities pay more attention to my words. ”

"To put it mildly, one of my findings often makes the difference between a six-, seven-, or even eight-figure transaction. ”

"At that time, there was often a saying in the cultural relics world: as soon as Yao Zhiping arrived, I immediately made the payment, and the price was not a problem. ”

"You know, my appraisal fee is not low, 10% of the transaction price, but there are still countless buyers of cultural relics who are willing to come to me. ”

"That's how I was at the time. ”

"Until one day ....... ”

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