The flight crossed the sky, and when the prompt sounded in the cabin, Huang Jingyao closed the book at the window position, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes, Boston is coming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The purpose of his visit to Boston this time is very simple, to see off old Meghan, old Meghan is dead, committed suicide, after explaining all the details of the anti-yellow alliance, he directly bit a poison hidden in his mouth and died in front of Li Qingwolf, before he died, he hoped that Li Qingwolf would help him ask for mercy, and he could keep some fire for Megan's family, and even the former head knew very well that if some family members who knew the situation were left, the other party might still live in a state of hatred or resentment, so he deliberately told Li Qingwolf, There are also a few illegitimate children and illegitimate daughters in their family, those children don't know that they are members of the Megan family, and they also live the same life as ordinary people, as long as they don't kill them, even if they know that the Megan family is destroyed, they will not have the slightest grudge or the like.

After Li Qingwolf told these things, Huang Jingyao also sighed, anyway, he and old Meghan have known each other for a long time, and they have saved each other's lives with their own hands, and they have taken care of each other at that stage of saving lives.

As for the fact that he is coming to see old Meghan on his last journey, it is a farewell, why not transfer it through the strange stone and take a plane instead? The chaotic screen reflected by the strange stone can allow real objects or lives to shuttle, but there is also a little limitation, Huang Jingyao teleports himself to Boston in Jingwen, but the strange stone itself will stay in Jingwen.

Just like a strong man who can lift much heavier objects than himself, but it is difficult to grasp or lift himself with his hands, strange stones can transmit other things, but not themselves.

"Young man, are you traveling to Boston?"

Huang Jingyao was still sighing lightly, but a chuckle sounded beside him, coming towards him, turning around to look at Huang Jingyao and nodding with a smile, "Yes." ”

"Traveling alone? Interested, have friends over there? The one next to him was even more interested.

Huang Jingyao glanced at the other party again, nodded with a smile, and sitting beside him was a middle-aged man who looked forty-seven or eighteen years old, in a suit and leather shoes, and his face was quite well maintained.

The business class seats they sat in were two seats side by side, but Huang Jingyao remembered that when they got on the plane, there was a middle-aged follower-style young man sitting in front of them.

Huang Jingyao has been reading books all the way, and there is no communication with the middle-aged man beside him, and he is about to get off the plane after a few hours, and he doesn't understand how the middle-aged man on his side has the interest to talk.

Sensing Huang Jingyao's curiosity, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "It's me who is abrupt, but I'm really a little curious, not curious about your travel, it's your book, forgive me, that book isn't Chinese, Japanese, English, French and any other common languages, right?" ”

Huang Jingyao was dumbfounded, he was interested by the book in his hand, "No." ”

In his hand is a refining classic written by Xiwen, if the other party, an ordinary earthling, can understand it, there will be a ghost, after all, Xiwen has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is no longer a hieroglyphic or the like.

"Can I take a look?" The middle-aged man smiled again, and Huang Jingyao also knew that the other party couldn't read it, at most he was curious, so he handed him the scroll.

Then, the moment this middle-aged man took the book, everyone was shocked.

Because of the material.

The refining book written by Xiwen looks not much different from the paper on the earth, but the material is warm and cool, and it feels like a girl's skin to the touch, so tender and soft that people can't help but tremble. It's also very beautiful, but there are so many crafts or art papers on the planet that it won't be too surprising.

After being frightened, the middle-aged body was straightened, from the initial slightly casual posture to cautious, like caring for some treasure a little bit of it, he didn't understand the text, but the occasional illustrations in this volume, also made him more and more excited, this volume of books can be comparable to the earth's ordinary books about 100 pages, more than a dozen illustrations, each of which is vivid and beautiful, definitely a level that can only be owned by a master or grandmaster of the painting world.

After turning over for more than ten minutes, when the plane began to land, the middle-aged man sighed and handed the scroll back to Huang Jingyao, followed by him took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "Young man, formally introduced, my name is Lin Yucheng, a native of Western Guangdong, and I have a small asset in my hand, and my biggest hobby is collecting, whether it is porcelain bronzes or calligraphy and painting, I love it very much, you book, I can't see what the text is composed of, but this kind of text rhythm is also extremely beautiful, not inferior to our Chinese, not to mention other aspects...... This book is superb, are you interested in cutting love? If there is, I promise to satisfy you with the price. ”

“……”

Huang Jingyao was a little speechless.

He looked Lin Yucheng up and down several times before he smiled and said, "Lin always, I don't plan to sell this book." ”

Even if he knew that the world was wonderful, he didn't expect that he would feel that it would be too wasteful to take a plane for a few hours, so he took a few books to recharge in the process, but attracted people who wanted to buy books and buy the refining classics in this cultivation civilization as antiques?

"One million, I'll give a million."

When Lin Yucheng heard this, he immediately stretched out a finger to speak.

Huang Jingyao was speechless again, and shook his head again after being speechless.

It doesn't matter if this book is sold or not, anyway, ordinary people don't know what to write, and he doesn't lack such classics, even if he still has this one, he can go to Daying at any time to find a bigger one, the problem is just that he has no interest in selling books at all, what is the meaning of RMB to him now?

Lin Yucheng's smile remained unchanged, but his tone increased a little, "Young man, I'm talking about a million dollars, you have to think about it carefully." ”

A million dollars for a book, crazy? Of course Lin Yucheng is not crazy, if he can win this book for one million, he will definitely be able to sell it for dozens of times the profit.

Let's just say that the ancient masters of the earth, such as Wu Daozi, Yan Liben, and Tang Bohu, how much can a painting sell for now? How many pairs of calligraphy by Wang Xizhi, Su Shi and others can be sold?

Even if you don't understand the text, as long as you intercept these paintings, he can make a lot of money by hyping and brewing, and the text on it can only be written by top calligraphers.

Not to mention that there is another big business opportunity here, a kind of writing that has never been discovered before, which may involve a civilization, and Lin Yucheng is confident that if he can get this book, all kinds of operations can be brewed, and he can earn a terrifying wealth difference.

However, at the beginning, he said that one million was only RMB, and he thought that a young man like Huang Jingyao was not too expensive to wear, although he was not bad, but it was not too expensive, and one million could be fooled, and the other party was not fooled, so he deliberately changed the unit.

A million dollars? There's no way this kid can't be unmoved, right? (To be continued.) )