My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "I don't know where the family master got this thing from?"

"It's strange to say that this is something we found while digging at home. After identification, it was said to be a bronze from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and there should be sacrificial inscriptions on it, so we have kept it here."

Shangguan Wenzheng explained to Yang Feng.

Even though he said this, one could tell from what he meant that they didn't know the value of this thing.

After Yang Feng looked at it for a while, he got some very simple information from it.

The amount of information in this thing is not as much as the bronze fragment the old man gave him.

You must know that there are some martial arts skills hidden in the fragments.

And hidden inside this bronze fragment are some very strange prescriptions.

Yang Feng stood in front of this thing for more than ten minutes.

Shangguan Wenzheng didn't dare to disturb him and just watched quietly from the side.

After Yang Feng read it, he smiled.

"Mr. Yang, if you like this thing, you can just take it away. I..."

Shangguan Wenzheng was about to speak.

Yang Feng waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I'm just interested in taking a look, the head of the family should keep it."

He said, looking at other things.

In fact, he has memorized those prescriptions and some special treatment methods.

Although Yang Feng didn't know those medicinal materials, he only used them to expand his knowledge.

It's just that Yang Feng doesn't know yet that what he saw is the top secret of China.

After looking at it in the collection room, people outside had already prepared pens and papers.

However, Shangguan Wenzheng did not ask Yang Feng to translate immediately, but asked: "Mr. Yang, would you like to have breakfast first? I have already made it ready, you..."

"No, I think I can write it out on the stone table in the lotus pond for the head of the family."

"Okay, I'll have the originals brought out."

Shangguan Wenzheng said.

In fact, Yang Feng had a photographic memory and had already read everything inside.

However, he was afraid of surprising others, so he still pretended to read the translation of the original text.

In fact, there is not much text on this, only about 1000 words.

It took Yang Feng less than 10 minutes to write it fluently.

There are also some historical traces of the Shangguan family.

Shangguan Wenzheng looked at it and couldn't help but said excitedly: "That's right! That's it! This is what we have been looking for but were not sure about it!"

He became a little excited.

"I can only give a rough translation. If the head of the family wants to check, he can go to the Western China Region to find some people who know the ancient characters in the region. They may be very familiar with this character."

Yang Feng pointed out a way to Shangguan Wenzheng.

Shangguan Wenzheng was also asked to verify it himself to prove that he had not translated randomly for him.

Shangguan Wenzheng laughed and said: "Mr. Yang is really righteous in this way. I think it is better for Mr. Yang to stay at Shangguan's house today so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords."

"No, I have to go to the capital in the afternoon, not to mention I haven't been home all night. I should go back and see Murong Wan and the others."

Yang Feng said.

When Shangguan Wenzheng heard what he said, he could only say: "Then I won't force you to stay. After all, it is more important for Mr. Yang to go back to see his fiancée. But Mr. Yang has helped us so much today. If he is useful in the future, I will be able to use my place at Shangguan's house." , please feel free to speak.”

"Thank you very much, Master, for your kindness."

Yang Feng was polite.

Shangguan Wenzheng asked his driver to take Yang Feng back to his residence.

It was almost noon now.

The sun is very big today.

Home.

in the hall.

The strange thing at this time is that Liu Yueyun was the only one left in the family, while Murong Wan didn't know where he was.

Yang Feng looked at Liu Yueyun who was bored alone on the sofa, looking at her phone in fascination.

He walked gently to the back and glanced at the phone screen, which seemed to be a novel.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Feng's voice came.

Liu Yueyun was startled, and her phone fell to the ground with a bang, and then she said angrily: "Yang Feng, when did you come back? There is no movement at all."

"What's not happening? It's because you're too fascinated by what you're looking at. What are you looking at so intently?"

"Let's read Xiao Shi's new novel!"

Liu Yueyun was a little excited.

Yang Feng looked at her entranced look and said speechlessly: "Is she that beautiful?"

"Of course, what is this called? The swansong of the Shi family, the rhymeless Li Sao, this is simply..."

"You can brag, but can you please stop using such exaggerated words?"

Yang Feng interrupted helplessly.

Liu Yueyun chuckled and said, "That's it anyway. It's very, very well written. Come and take a look."

"I don't read it. Internet novel authors like to make things up. These [-] authors stay up in the middle of the night and think about how to write articles to fool readers every day. I don't read these things."

Yang Feng's expression of contempt.

However, Liu Yueyun was very persistent at this time. She pulled him to sit next to her, and then put her phone in front of him.

"Come and take a look. You don't even look at your sister's stuff. You're so bad!"

Liu Yueyun began to condemn morally.

Seeing how angry she was, Yang Feng could only take the phone and look at it casually.

This is a novel about history, mainly about the era 100 years ago.

This book still has the characteristics of an online novel. Yang Feng quickly turned the pages and could feel the layout.

But soon, he noticed something unusual behind it.

This girl's writing style is really not that good.

Whether it is describing the hell on earth or the indifferent dignitaries, it can make people feel emotional and immersive.

After a while, Yang Feng became really fascinated.

This is more like a special kind of literature.

It has the refreshing feel of an online novel, but also has many elements of serious literature.

Looking at Yang Feng's expression, Liu Yueyun already knew the result, and said proudly: "How about it, I'm not wrong, right?"

"This girl really has two brushes."

Yang Feng touched his chin and asked, "How many words are there in this book?"

"It should be 10,000+ words, what's wrong?"

"That's enough, I'll go back and let someone adapt it into a movie."

Yang Feng decided immediately.

His resolute appearance made Liu Yueyun feel helpless and said: "Even if you adapt it, you still have to pay copyright fees."

"Go, go, pay the adaptation fee. I brought some bacon from my hometown and sent it to her school. That's the copyright fee."

"Wow, you are so dark, you are even darker than a black factory!"

Liu Yueyun's tone was full of contempt.

It's a pity that Yang Feng doesn't care about her contempt at all, he is used to it anyway.

"By the way, where is Murong Wan? Why are you the only one in the family?"

Yang Feng thought about business and asked.

When Liu Yueyun talked about this, she said helplessly: "I don't know about this. She said she had something important to do, but she actually left last night."

"Leaved last night?"

"Yeah, it should be a matter for the Investigation Bureau."

Liu Yueyun didn't know much either.

At this moment, Yang Feng suddenly remembered something.