Even though he knew he would lose money, Ye Yuan still did it for one reason.
It was because Ye Yuan simply could not stand it.
Those foreigners were using Huaxia Nation's antiques to humiliate Huaxia Nation.
Some might say Ye Yuan was an angry nationalist, but he did not care.
What he cared about was what he had done.
"When did I say you should..."
Xu Hang had originally wanted to say, When did I say you should donate it?
But when he raised his head and saw the strange object in the corner of the study that resembled half a wooden comb, he could not continue.
Ye Yuan followed Xu Hang's gaze.
When he saw the object clearly, Ye Yuan could not help but laugh.
He remembered that, along with that batch of ancient books, they had found several crates of ancient musical instruments.
And this instrument, which looked like a wooden comb as well as a broken bow.
Was one of those ancient instruments.
He remembered that, because its shape was rather unusual, Ye Yuan had even looked it up online.
This instrument was called a konghou, an instrument whose lineage had already been lost.
The konghou, also known as the kanhou, was an ancient traditional plucked string instrument of Huaxia Nation that originated during the Han Dynasty.
But after the fourteenth century, it was no longer popular and gradually disappeared.
It came in three forms: the horizontal konghou, the vertical konghou, and the Phoenix-head Konghou.
Most of the instruments depicted in the many ancient performance illustrations were vertical konghous.
And the one in Ye Yuan's study was precisely a vertical konghou.
It stood about one meter tall and resembled half a wooden comb.
The reason it was said to have been lost was that modern konghous