The Orchid Pavilion Preface was the work of the great calligrapher Wang Xizhi.
It held an extremely important place in the entire history of calligraphy.
But unfortunately.
Most of Wang Xizhi's works had been lost.
The Wang Xizhi copybooks circulating in ancient literature circles now.
Were almost all later reproductions.
The Zhang family had dealt in collectibles for generations.
The moment Zhang Bolong saw the exposed corner on the table.
He recognized the origin of the copybook at a glance.
The smile on his face vanished at once.
That tattered Orchid Pavilion Preface.
In Zhang Bolong's eyes, was like a peerless beauty.
He turned it over and examined it with the utmost care.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! It really is Wang Xizhi's authentic work! In my lifetime, I actually got to see Wang Xizhi's Orchid Pavilion Preface."
Xizhi's calligraphy was beautiful as a painting; he had wanted to compose a poem in tribute for all the world.
But Bolong lacked the learning, so one "holy shit" carried him through the land.
Wei Ying's face was likewise filled with shock.
Though her knowledge could not compare to Zhang Bolong's.
She had at least heard a little about Wang Xizhi's calligraphy.
But what she found most unbelievable was.
That Wang Xizhi's Orchid Pavilion Preface had actually been chewed to pieces by a dog.
And this Lin Feng had even intended to throw away Wang Xizhi's authentic Orchid Pavilion Preface?
Did he even know what this copybook represented?!
"Lin, sell me this fragment of the Orchid Pavilion Preface! I'll pay two billion!"
Zhang Bolong wore a pained expression.
It was not that he begrudged the two billion.
He was heartsick over the copybook.
Such a fine thing.
Had originally been a priceless treasure.
Yet now it had become a fragment.
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