"Cheng'er, what's going on?How did you become Master Ye?" Ye Feng looked at Ye Cheng suspiciously, his eyes full of surprise.

Ye Cheng smiled lightly, took a step forward, and everyone's eyes moved with him.

I only heard Ye Cheng explain lightly: "Grandpa, they can come here because I saved their lives." ”

Tang Yi was originally covered with dark diseases, and he couldn't live for a few years, and Feng Lun was the same, he sang every night, his body had already been collapsed, if it weren't for Ye Cheng refining the pill, he wouldn't have lived for two years. Yan Jinpeng met a fateful enemy, and there was a Burmese priest to take his life, if it weren't for Ye Cheng's action to kill the Burmese priest, Yan Jinpeng would have died a long time ago, and later on Longtou Island, someone challenged Yan Jinpeng's status as a Meizhou boss, which meant that Ye Cheng saved him again.

"Saved their lives?"

Such a clueless sentence made everyone suspicious.

Ye Feng wanted to ask again, but Tang Yi spoke, "Come on, bring the congratulatory gift!"

"Yes, sir!"

A housekeeper of the Tang family nodded, and people carried out a jade Buddha, which was more than three feet high, completely carved from pure jadeite, ghostly and natural, exuding a stream of jewels, shaking so that the eyes of everyone present were straight, and the eyeballs followed the Jade Buddha to move.

"This is a laughing Maitreya auctioned at the Hong Kong Island Tianhai Summit, and I will give it to the old man as a birthday gift today!" Tang Yi said with a smile.

"Oh my God, this laughing Maitreya seems to have fetched a sky-high price of 100 million yuan!"

Someone who paid attention to the auction of the Tianhai Summit couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone looked at this person together, and then they all gasped, any congratulatory gift is a sky-high price of 100 million, worthy of being the richest man in Central South Province, and only he has such courage.

Compared with Ye Zhiping's jade turtle in front, this jade Buddha is not known how many times more valuable.

Ye Zhiping opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Several other uncles and aunts, including Ye Cheng's parents, Sister Xiaolan, Aunt Xin, and several cousins, also lost their voices.

"This ...... It's too valuable! I can't take it, I can't take it!"

Ye Feng shook his head frequently, such a valuable congratulatory gift was almost equal to the value of all his Ye family's property.

"Grandpa, since it's Donald's birthday gift to you, you can accept it!"

Ye Cheng stepped forward and grabbed the old man's trembling arm with excitement, and injected a trace of aura into it, and the old man calmed down.

Ye Feng looked at Ye Cheng with a smile and nodded, "Okay!"

As soon as Tang Yi raised his hand, the old housekeeper of the Tang family immediately asked people to carry this laughing Maitreya into the Ye family's living room.

Everyone still can't understand how Old Man Ye can have such a big face, all because of Ye Cheng!

But these people still don't understand what kind of ability Ye Cheng has to let Tang Yi personally come to congratulate Old Man Ye on his birthday and send a congratulatory gift worth 100 million yuan!

It's definitely not a simple friendship.

"The Ye family is going to rise!"

"I fell in love with the Tang family, the richest man in Central and South Province, and I don't have to worry about it in this life!"

"Donald's casual words can make an ordinary person live a life without worrying about eating and drinking, and live the life of a local tyrant!" the guests sighed.

Boss Chu, Boss Liu, Boss Zhou, and Boss Huang looked at each other, even if they were worth it, it was impossible to give away a luxury gift worth 100 million yuan.

Several of Ye Cheng's uncles, aunts, cousins, and cousins, as if they didn't know Ye Cheng, looked at each other responsibly, especially Ye Ying's eyes, which were full of surprise, jealousy, and envy.

They still remember that when the Chinese New Year was last year, Ye Cheng was still unknown, why did he know the richest man in Central South Province this year?

And he also brought almost half of the rich people in Central and South Province to celebrate the old man's birthday.

Ye Zhiming and Tang Xuelan shined, their son could have such ability, and parents never expected it.

"Miaoyi, you have been studying with Cheng'er for the past few months, do you know what happened?" Tang Xuelan asked Shen Miaoyi on the side.

Xue Xin also looked towards her daughter.

Shen Miaoyi shook her head, and there was a hint of bitterness in her mouth.

"I don't know the specific situation, I only know that Ye Cheng is very respected by these rich people, they call him King Ye Dan, Sect Master Ye, Master Ye!"

"King Ye Dan?"

"Sect Master Ye?"

"Master Ye!"

When several people heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Feng Lun said with a smile: "Be quick, send the gift quickly." ”

This time, it is also a piece of jadeite jade, completely carved from a whole piece of jadeite, is a two-foot-long Chinese cabbage, "vegetable" means "wealth", white jade cabbage, dark green cabbage leaves, it is simply a living Chinese cabbage.

The only difference is that this cabbage is carved entirely from jadeite.

"This is jade cabbage, it is said that there are only two trees in the whole of China, and some people say that there are only three, and the largest one of them is now protected in the Forbidden City in Yanjing for tourists to enjoy! Such a tree is worth at least 80 million yuan!"

"Hey, it's a national treasure!"

Many people gasped and were shocked again.

"First there was the Jade Buddha, then there was the Jade Cabbage, it was poverty that limited my imagination!" someone shook his head with a wry smile.

"Hurry up, carry it in!" Feng Lun waved his hand, as if he was afraid that if he said something slow, the Ye family would not accept it.

"Hehe, old man, I don't have any jewelry and jade for you, I know you like calligraphy, so I'll send you a pair of calligraphy to celebrate your birthday!" Yan Jinpeng smiled.

The person behind him was very clever, took out a scroll of calligraphy and paintings, and slowly spread it out in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at it in unison, and it was a picture.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the age is in Kwai Chou, and at the beginning of late spring, it will be in the Lanting of Huiji Shanyin......"

"This is, Lanting Jixu!"

"Shhh

The crowd gasped again.

Combined, these three gifts weigh as much as Mount Tai.

The old man was extremely excited, and walked forward quickly, and his body almost stuck to this "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface". The old man loved calligraphy and wrote a word almost every day, which has not changed for decades.

This is the great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, Huang Yan copied a "Lanting Collection Preface", it is said to be the closest to Wang Xizhi's true handwriting, but unfortunately Wang Xizhi's true handwriting has been lost, it is rumored that the "Lanting Collection Preface" was brought into the underground palace by Tang Taizong, life and life, forever accompanied by his mausoleum, the world can not be found. Yan Jinpeng sighed lightly.

Although it is a facsimile, not a genuine handiwork, the real handiwork is rumored to have been brought into the grave by Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, but even if it is a facsimile, judging from the happy smile of the old man, it is already very good.

As for such a facsimile, it is not much different from the original handwriting, and it is a facsimile of the Tang Dynasty, and it is an imitation of Wang Xizhi's characters, Huangyan himself is a great calligrapher, and many conditions are added together, and this "Lanting Collection Preface" is worth at least 100 million yuan.

"Very good, very good! The old man does not have extravagant expectations, and such a facsimile is enough. Ye Feng's face was full of smiles, but his eyes never left this "Lanting Collection Preface".

Seeing this, Ye Cheng stepped forward and reminded: "Grandpa, the guests are still here, you better put away the calligraphy and paintings first, and wait until the birthday is over, and then it's not too late to take a slow look." ”

"Good, good. ”

Ye Feng couldn't stop nodding, reluctantly put away the calligraphy and painting, did not allow others to touch it again, and held it in his arms as a treasure, even if Wang Guoao and other friends wanted to take a second look, he didn't allow it.

Looking at Old Man Ye's happy appearance, Yan Jinpeng knew that this time it was the right gift.

"This guy always likes to be opportunistic, why didn't I think of sending calligraphy and paintings, in my room, there is still a true handiwork of Huang Tingjian!" Feng Lun secretly regretted.

At the same time, Feng Lun thought that he must find an opportunity to send Huang Tingjian's true handwriting to the old man in the future.