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

Zhang Kun blinked and looked at Yao Zhiping with a little confusion: "How could it be? It's only more than two million?"

More than two million, this was a number that Zhang Kun dared not even imagine in the past.

But now, Zhang Kun still has more than 2 million yuan in his bank card, and hundreds of millions of billions of yuan of money Zhang Kun has used several times. Last month, he even gave away a gold mine worth 50 billion yuan like a rich man.

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

On the contrary, Zhang Kun was a little surprised for a while. When he saw that the golden finger was in his hand, he had only deposited more than two million yuan. Is your golden finger fake?

fraud?

Looking at Zhang Kun's suspicious gaze, Yao Zhiping smiled softly: "I just said that my profession is a treasure appraiser, but at the same time I am also a collector. My wealth is concentrated on my collections. If I say cash, it is indeed only more than two million."

Hearing Yao Zhiping's words, Zhang Kun nodded with a sudden enlightenment: "So that's it!"

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

"It's hard to say. If someone wants antiques, it's really valuable, but if no one wants them, it's just an ornament."

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

He is indeed a rich man.

I just said, if you have a golden finger on your body and have not yet obtained a net worth of hundreds of millions, that would be too wasteful.

But I, even though I had golden fingers in my hand, I still got this kind of mixed up.

Look at others, gold fingers can make money, maybe you can make hundreds of thousands or millions by just a round of the antique market.

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

Let’s talk about Xu Hao. In order to help him fulfill his wish, he spent 30,000 or 40,000 in the past half month.

There are a lot of travel fares, and you have to buy gifts.

The worst thing is that Huangshi opened and he stuck one million and a half million into it.

Well, although that one million and a half million were not what Huangshikai asked for, if it weren't for him, Zhang Kun wouldn't have seen Shiqiao Primary School. If he didn't see Shiqiao Primary School, Zhang Kun wouldn't have to build a school, so he would still blame him.

By the way, there is also Master Liang, who went to Zhang Kun for five million in order to practice martial arts and take a medicinal bath.

Five million is enough for Zhang Kun to spend his whole life.

People have special abilities that make money for themselves, but I have to pay for it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun felt weak all over.

Yao Zhiping seemed not 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 all my collections to the Yanjing Museum." Yao Zhiping said softly.

Zhang Kun looked shocked: "Donate it?"

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

"Because of my special nature, I have been exposed to cultural relics since I was a very young man and have gradually become obsessed with them."

"In those cultural relics, I seem to see history repeating before my eyes, mysteries blow away the fog because of the emergence of cultural relics."

"Every time I reach out to touch those cultural relics, it's like touching a piece of history."

"I like this feeling and am obsessed with it. Then slowly, I began to collect cultural relics, just like collecting history. Until later, I almost reached the point where I could only enter and leave, and my collection became more and more."

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

"I go to the storage room almost every day to check out my collections, touch them gently, and wipe them gently, so as not to get any dust. That is the happiest time of my day, with those collections to accompany me."

"But when I died, I was alone floating in the storage room, looking at the collections on the shelves, but suddenly felt inexplicably palpitations."

"I'm dead. From now on, who will come to wipe them carefully. If nothing unexpected happens, maybe there will never be one."

“My storage room is hidden very deeply, and only one person knows it.”

"At that moment, I seemed to feel the sadness of 'they'. I finally unearthed and saw the light of day, but I buried it deep underground again."

"At that moment, I woke up."

"Cultural relics should not belong to individuals, because they contain history and culture. They should belong to everyone and all Chinese people. They should not follow me, buried deep underground without seeing the light of day."

"So, I want to ask you to help me donate all of those collections, and also regard them as my last gift to the world."

Donate something?

Zhang Kun touched his chin, and this didn't look difficult.

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

Anyway, the donation was not his, so Zhang Kun didn't feel sorry for him.

As for taking the collection for yourself...

Zhang Kun loves money, but a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. Zhang Kun has not yet fallen into that level of depravity.

Zhang Kun's mind flicked, and after thinking for two minutes, and confirming that there would not be any big problems, he finally nodded: "No problem, I agree to this."

Not to mention anything else, just because Yao Zhiping was met by Zhang Kun since his lifetime, and Zhang Kun was the second person with special abilities.

What's more, Zhang Kun's hidden attributes: a bad guy...

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

Hearing Zhang Kun’s words, Yao Zhiping chuckled and continued.

"I owe a lot of people throughout my life, but most of them are close relatives, and they are no longer there, there are only three people, which makes me feel uneasy."

"That was more than 20 years ago, when I was young. At that time, because of my special eyes, I had already become famous in the cultural relics industry. In addition, I was young and energetic at that time, without telling lies, and talking straightforwardly, without knowing the tactfulness, and was jokingly called Tiebaogong."

"The cultural relics do not tell lies, and I, Yao Zhiping, don't tell lies."

"Because of this, I offended many people at that time. But on the contrary, some cultural relics buyers paid more attention to my words."

"To be honest, my identification conclusion often determines six-digit, seven-digit, or even eight-digit transactions."

"At that time, there was a saying that often circulated in the cultural relics industry: When Yao Zhiping arrived, I immediately paid the money, 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 cultural relics buyers who are willing to come to me."

"I was so glorious at that time."
Chapter completed!