Chapter 348 (1/2)

”Look.”

She pointed to a picture hanging on the wall and said to Zeng, ”it seems to be Wu Daozi's?”

”Yes,” Zeng Xu nodded, ”it's the authentic work of Wu Daozi.”

With Huo Lao's identity and financial resources, I'm afraid all the things here are authentic.

”How rich!”

Liu Liang thought he was only awesome, and she was rich. Right, she forgot everything. He not only gave him a lot of money but also left a lot of money for him. He also had a private jade mine.

Whether it's stone or jade, they belong to the Huo family. How can there be no money?

With a mine, there is an endless Jinshan.

No, it's more expensive than Jinshan.

After all, gold has a price, but as long as a piece of good material is produced, it is priceless.

”If you like it, I'll give it to you two.”

Huo Lao came out, still wearing a robe, but his spirit is not bad today. He also likes this painting, but he doesn't mind sending it out as a favor.

”Mr. Huo, you're welcome.”

Zeng Xubai broke Liu Liang's head and told her not to look at it. Otherwise, Huo was afraid to send all the things here.

Liu Liang bit a steamed stuffed bun and didn't look at it. There was another picture of Gu Kaizhi in her family. Good is the real extinction.

”I still have Zhang Zeduan and Tang Yin...”

Huo Lao thought Liu Liang didn't like it. He wanted to take out all his family assets.

”I don't like calligraphy and painting.”

Liu Liang didn't dare let him say it. Besides, she might really want it.

”What do you like?”

Old Huo asked with a smile. As long as he had something and the little doll liked it, he would find a way to give it to her. Not to mention that it was his life-saving benefactor. A little miracle doctor who can't be described by common sense is worth making friends with.

”I like steamed stuffed buns now.”

Liu Liang shook her hand and ate half of the steamed stuffed buns. Then she stuffed the steamed stuffed buns into her mouth, almost choking herself.

Lao Wu hurried over with water. He was really afraid that she would choke herself to death. No one took a needle for Huo Lao.

Liu Liang poured several mouthfuls of water into her.

Zeng Xu patted her on the back, ”you can eat slower.”

Liu Liang also wants to eat slowly, but she is afraid that Lao Wu will spit blood.

The younger generation must respect the older generation, so she'd better know better.

Liu Liang took another sip of water.

Well, perfect.

She passed her hand in the basin on one side, and now she is going to take a needle for Huo Lao.

”Shall we avoid it first?”

Lao Wu's voice trembled. It can be seen how nervous he is now?

”No.”

Liu Liang's method is her unique method, and there is nothing to learn. Even if others want to learn, they can't learn. Of course, it's not an ordinary means.