NOVEL NEXT Chapter 676 - 674: One Gold Ingot per Person_1
Chapter 676: Chapter 674: One Gold Ingot per Person_1
Wang Meng glanced at the landscape painting and bluntly put Shitou down.
“It’s just a landscape painting, what’s so remarkable about it? I’m not even interested in looking at it.”
Shitou gazed at it for a while, but also found it uninteresting, and casually tossed it to Lin Jinhao.
“The value of an ancient painting lies in its age and the difficulty of preserving it. It’s truly rare that this painting has been passed down through the years without any traces of damage.”
Lin Jinhao, as a noble youngster who had received a fine education since childhood, was refined and elegant in his speech and demeanor, even at the young age of eleven.
He took the painting, carefully rolled it up, and put it back in the wooden box.
The comparison made Shitou seem even more vulgar and disrespectful.
“These two are nothing special either, both are paintings of beautiful women.”
Lin Jinrui and Lin Jintong each unfolded the painting in their hands, showed everyone, and then followed the same procedure, rolling it up and putting it back in the wooden box.
“Shitou, you’re worse than an eight-year-old.”
Wang Meng cast a sidelong glance at Lin Jintong, then looked up and down at Shitou, scoffing with disdain.
“Not even a treasure map, the Third Imperial Princess is too stingy.”
Shitou, full of resentment, turned his attention to the Third Imperial Princess, “Our master personally took action, defeated the Barbarian warriors, and saved the royal family’s face. Yet she sends us these broken things, treating us like beggars!”
“Right, these are specifically for you.”
Wang Meng laughed and taunted him.
“Don’t look down on me.”
Shitou, his ears flushed red by the provocation, stubbornly argued back.
“Wait until I grow up, join the army, I’ll definitely do better than you. I’ll earn military merits, become a general, and be prestigious everywhere.”
“You? A general? At most, you’ll be a messenger soldier.”
Wang Meng looked at Shitou’s height, smacked his lips a few times, and the two words ‘contempt’ were clearly written on his face.
“You…”
Just as Shitou was about to retort, he caught a glimpse of Wei Shumin and Zizhu, the two maids, carrying trays from the kitchen. His ears turned red, and he awkwardly shut his mouth.
“The tea is ready, young masters, please have some tea.”
Wei Shumin had a delicate appearance and a sweet voice. She was a very pleasant-looking girl.
She placed the tray on the stone table, picked up the teapot, poured water into the teacups in turn, then picked them up and offered them to each of the young men.
“Thank you.”
Shitou took the teacup without unnecessary words, ears slightly flushed.
The rest of the young men, including the two little ones, also took their teacups with a grin, thanked her, finished their tea, and put the cups back on the stone table by themselves.
Lin Qingluo smiled and beckoned Wei Shumin to come over and whispered into her ear, “Bring a few newly made purses and give one gold ingot to Brother Meng and the others.”
“Yes.”
Wei Shumin agreed with a smile, her footsteps light as she went into the side room. Within moments, she returned with nine brand-new purses.
Following her young mistress’s instructions, she took nine gold ingots from the box and placed each one into the different colored purses.
The purses were just the right size, with a bit of room left after putting in a gold ingot. The strings of the purse could be pulled to the sides and tied to the waistband, looking quite stylish.
Wei Shumin held the nine purses and returned to her young lady’s side, placing them on the stone table.
“Brother Meng, Shitou, Yixuan.”
Lin Qingluo smiled and called to the three young men, throwing a purse to each of them, “You guys went to the Martial Arts Arena to show support early in the morning, that was hard work. Take these back, buy something good to eat, and treat yourself.”
“Hehe, thank you, Master.”
Wang Meng and Shitou caught the purses, rubbing the back of their heads and grinning foolishly.
“Thank you, sister.”
Lin Yixuan also mingled among them, holding the purse he couldn’t bear to part with, his big eyes shining.