"Duan Gang, you actually bought that crane?"
Yang Ji was shocked.
There was only one crane in the whole town. Needless to say, Duan Gang bought the crane that Yang Ji saw.
"Loud rich man! Duan Gang, Duan Gang, you are really 'the real person does not show his face. The real person does not show his true face'. I should have known that I had just borrowed money from you."
Su Hong ran up and circled Duan Gang several times, looking like a monster.
You will know how expensive things are in this small town once you come here. Duan Gang bought so much by himself, which is really shocking.
"what?"
Duan Gang looked confused:
"This crane was given to me by someone. Most of the stuff I bought in my bag was Polygonatum sibiricum and Fuling, for it to eat. I can't afford Dali Dan to feed it."
"Come on. I've seen it more than once. Why doesn't anyone give it to me?"
Su Hong looked unbelieving.
"Duan Gang, could it be that you were psychologically affected by that crane, so you bought this crane?"
Not only Su Hong, Yang Ji didn't believe it either.
Speaking of which, although Yang Ji knew the family backgrounds of Wang Xian, Shen Tong and the others, he had never asked Duan Gang. But now it seems that Duan Gang's family background is probably worse than that of Wang Xian, Shen Tong and the others. .
"What does it have to do with what? What does it have to do with that crane? I just saw this crane and I liked it very much."
Duan Gang waved, and the crane behind him actually stretched its head over. It reached into Duan Gang's arms, rubbed its long sharp beak, and looked affectionate.
"Forget it, forget it if you don't want to say it. By the way, Yang Ji. I didn't even remember to ask, what did you buy?"
Su Hong turned her head to Yang Ji and said curiously.
"I didn't buy anything, just a sutra painting."
Yang Jidao.
"Sutra Painting!"
Su Hong and Duan Gang opened their eyes wide at the same time, with shocked expressions on their faces. However, when Yang Ji took out the half-remained sutra painting, their shocked expressions quickly disappeared.
"Yang Ji, this thing is useless. What did you buy it for?"
Su Hong said strangely.
She looked over the half of the sutra painting several times, trying to find something from it, but finally had to admit that she failed.
"It seems that this kind of thing cannot be practiced. Moreover, the level does not seem to be high."
Duan Gang also said.
"It's not a very expensive thing in the first place. It's really of a very high grade. Do you think I can afford it?"
Yang Ji had a speechless expression on his face:
"This is just personal interest. It doesn't matter even if it's useless."
"Well, not bad. I appreciate this mentality."
Su Hong smiled and returned the scripture painting to Yang Ji:
"Let's go. I should be able to get back to the sect in time for a stick of evening incense."
"Then let's go."
The three of them smiled, and together with the crane, they rushed towards the entrance and exit of the town.
The entrance to the town was crowded with people.
"Eh? Isn't that Young Master Yuan?"
Su Hong suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Yang Ji followed Su Hong's gaze and saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the town, with his back to everyone, chatting with a carriage driver.
Not long after they separated from the place where female slaves were sold, the two actually encountered the original stream for the second time.
Yang Ji's eyes darkened, and a dark cloud suddenly passed between his brows.
Su Hong looked happy and quickly greeted her. Duan Gang looked at Yuan Jian in the distance with a look of surprise on his face:
"Who is this guy? Why does he seem to be very familiar with Su Hong?"
Yang Ji told him what happened before.
"Throwing out three hundred thousand taels of silver notes without blinking an eye? This man is really generous!"
Duan Gang was secretly speechless.
Yang Ji remained silent.
Chapter completed!