Lin Weimin reluctantly took the box, opened it and took a look. It was a snuff bottle, and the texture looked like jade.

"Isn't this thing cheap?"

Feng Xiaogang saw him collecting the things and smiled, "It's not much money!"

Lin Weimin shook his head. This thing may not cost much to Lin Weimin, but it is definitely not cheap to Feng Xiaogang.

"How much is it?"

Feng Xiaogang saw that his tone was not good, so he said truthfully: "Three hundred yuan!"

In order to buy this snuff bottle, Feng Xiaogang almost emptied all his savings.

Teacher Lin's reputation for loving collecting is no secret in Yanjing today. His most famous deed is undoubtedly his feat of raiding major painting shops in Yanjing.

Feng Xiaogang originally planned to buy a painting to give away, but he found out after visiting the painting store.

I don’t know if it’s because of Teacher Lin’s frequent raids that there are now very few paintings by famous artists on the market.

Even if there were some art shops, the prices were more than a little more expensive than before, which was beyond his ability to bear.

If you buy the work of a less famous painter, it will seem insincere.

Besides, Teacher Lin has so many paintings at home, so if I give him a painting by a famous artist, others may not pay much attention to it.

After much deliberation, he simply found another way and asked someone to buy this jade snuff bottle.

There are not many fake antiques these days, but the prices are not cheap. If the money to buy this jade snuff bottle is used to buy a house, it can buy a house and a half in a large courtyard.

If it is demolished in later generations, you can make millions no matter what.

Of course, Feng Xiaogang didn't know that demolition was equivalent to his second reincarnation, but he had the concept of giving away a house and a half, which also shows his sincerity.

It was heartbreaking, but he felt it was worth it.

Lin Weimin put the box into his pocket and took out his wallet in front of Feng Xiaogang.

"Teacher Lin, what are you doing? Aren't you slapping me in the face?" Feng Xiaogang quickly stopped Lin Weimin from counting the money.

Lin Weimin said: "You have bought this thing. If I don't take it, you can't refund it, so the money will be wasted. So, I might as well buy it!"

"You..." Feng Xiaogang sighed, feeling grateful in his heart.

Lin Weimin forced the money into his hand and said, "Okay, just leave it like this, wait for my news!"

Feng Xiaogang walked out of the gate of the Chinese Literature Society and touched the money in his pocket. The more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable.

Turning his head to look at the towering Chinese Literature Society building, he suddenly remembered the compliment he said to Lin Weimin when he first met him.

But now, he really wanted to say something from the bottom of his heart.

Teacher Lin, you are my Big Dipper!
Chapter completed!