The man surnamed Cui said, "What do you think, should we ......?"

The man surnamed Cui made a gesture of increasing the price.

The others frowned slightly.

If it is added, it must be higher than fifty-five thousand.

But whether the other party will be adding it is unknown.

And so on and on, and there will be no end.

At this moment, several people finally recognized a problem.

That is, they were pinched by the little girl in front of them, who was both soft and hard.

"Song Nongnu!"

One of them arched his hand and said, "Although we are merchants, we have a small bottom. ”

"But it's not easy to make money, no one's silver is blown by the wind."

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"So, please also ask Song Nongnu to make a real deal."

"Since several people have said so......"

Song Qingyuan nodded.

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"Another ......"

Song Qingyuan stretched out a finger, "Each person donates a Chinese culture museum." ”

"The National Academy?"

Doubts flashed in the eyes of several people.

The news of the Chinese Academy has not yet spread, and they do not know about it.

So he said, "Please also ask Song Nongnu to solve your doubts." ”

"Here's the thing......"

Song Qingyuan simply told everyone about Guozijian's preparation for the construction of the National Academy.

At the same time, he said, "When the charity auction is completed, the charity foundation will officially donate to the Chinese Culture Museum." ”

All right!

A few people suddenly realized.

They were still surprised how Guozijian was so generous and took out ten places with a charitable foundation.

It turned out that it was the idea......

But at this time, several people's brows were unconsciously twisted again.

"Song Nongnu, according to what you just said, the Chinese Academy of Studies has been completed, and there are countless books needed."

"We're ......"

Ancient books were expensive, and there were many literati and writers who cherished their own books, and they were reluctant to share them with others.

They just collect books, and it takes a lot of time.

In this way, it is a lot of effort and money, but it may not be ...... It's a good deal!

"There's nothing you can do!"

Several people spoke at the same time.

I saw Song Qingyuan shake his head, "You don't have to worry about books, the Free Country Prison is responsible." ”

"A few people just need to build up the Chinese Academy of Studies in accordance with Guozijian's requirements."

"Another ......"

Song Qingyuan smiled faintly, and the smile was meaningful.

"You can choose a city to build a museum of Chinese culture, and after the museum is built, the name of the donor must be signed."

"So...... As long as the Chinese Academy does not fall, the donors will surely be immortal. ”

"This ......"

Several people smiled wryly.

This Song peasant girl spent a big cake for them.

But this bread ...... They want to eat!

They now have a lot of wealth, wear silk and satin, and eat delicacies from the mountains and seas.

If you can live for a hundred years and gain fame, then you really have no regrets in life.

"Good!"

The man surnamed Cui slapped the table and took the lead in saying, "According to what Song Nongnu said, we donated this Chinese culture museum!" ”

"That's right! Donate! ”

Several people responded together, and the matter was decided.

"Song Qingyuan thanked ...... here"

Song Qingyuan smiled faintly, passed over with the back of his hand, and made a "yes"!

Three days later.

The charity auction officially ended, raising a total of 188,764 taels.

In addition to the donations from the members of the foundation, as well as those that have not yet arrived, Song Qingyuan's more than 180,000 taels, and the Yang family's later additional 30,000 taels.

The total is as much as one million taels.

Inside Pudu Temple.

Master Pratt & Whitney looked at the silver tickets on the table, his eyes lit up.

Sigh softly, "Ah! Full! Declivity! Buddha! ”

"All appearances are vain; If you see things that are not like each other, you will see them as they are. ”

"Everything is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such."

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color."

"Money is something outside the body, and it is not to be attached to it."

Master Pratt & Whitney said, and said again, "Ah! Full! Declivity! Buddha! ”

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan rolled his eyes silently.

"What the master said is extremely true! ”

"But in the red dust, people must eat and drink to quench their hunger, they must dress themselves to cover their bodies, and they must have houses to shelter themselves from the wind and rain."

"All of this is inseparable from silver."

"Therefore, silver is not omnipotent, but without silver, it is absolutely impossible."

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the silver ticket on the table.

"Just like at this moment, if we don't have these mundane things, how can we help so many people on our own."

After hearing this, Master Puhui nodded, "What Song Nongnu said is extremely true!" ”

"When you are in the mortal world, you must eat whole grains."

"If you experience in the world, but you don't chase your own body, is the true meaning of my Buddha."

"Ah! Full! Declivity! Buddha! ”

"Song Nongnu!"

Master Puhui looked at Song Qingyuan and asked, "As far as you can see, what should be done with this silver?" ”

"First of all, take out some of the money to support Guozijian and build a national academy."

Song Qingyuan said, taking out the sorted out account book.

For the questions raised by Master Pratt & Whitney, she has already made a detailed budget in the ledger.

"My plan is to donate 200 Chinese culture halls first."

Song Qingyuan said, looking up, "The foundation is negotiated by the Guozijian and the imperial court. ”

"The government of all places will come forward, approve the foundation, and we will give the money to build."

"My budget price is 1,000 taels for each Chinese culture museum, and 200 Chinese culture halls are 200,000 taels."

Song Qingyuan said, looking at Master Puhui.

The price she set is not low.

You must know that when the Song family built a house, it only cost two hundred taels.

Judging from the budget of 1,000 taels, the area of the built Chinese culture museum can be larger, and the materials can be better.

This money also includes all the necessities of tables, chairs, benches, etc.

"I'm afraid it's not enough...... Far from enough......"

Before Master Puhui could speak, Shen Biqing shook his head on the side.

He took a deep look at Song Qingyuan and said, "If it is our own people who personally supervise the construction, we don't need a thousand taels." ”

"It only takes eight hundred taels to build a large-scale and fine-grained Chinese culture museum."

"But ......"

Shen Biqing sighed lowly, "We are short of manpower. ”

"Build 200 places, even if there is only one person in each place, you still need 200 people."

"Among these 200 people, each of them is responsible for a series of tasks such as recruitment, supervision, material purchase, and construction."

"Yuan'er ......"

Shen Biqing shook her head, the expression on her face telling Song Qingyuan that this idea was not realistic.

"If you don't use your own people, let alone one thousand taels, I'm afraid it's three thousand taels, and it may not be able to cover it."

Da Lang, San Lang sighed on the side.

Among the people present, not only them, but even Master Pratt & Whitney also understood.

The money they took out could really be used to build the Chinese Academy of Studies...... Not much!

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