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After staring at it for a long time, the stone felt boring, so he threw it to Lin Jinhao casually.

"Ancient paintings are expensive because of their age, and they are not easy to preserve. It has been handed down over the years without any damage, which is really rare."

Lin Jinhao is worthy of being a well-educated son of a noble family, although he is only eleven years old, his words and deeds are gentle and elegant.

He took the painting, rolled it up carefully, and put it back in the wooden box.

Compared with the hatchback, the stone is even more vulgar and rude.

"These two pictures are nothing special, they are both pictures of beauties."

Lin Jinrui and Lin Jintong each unfolded the painting in their hands, showed it to everyone, and imitated mynah, re-rolled it, and put it back in the wooden box.

"Shitou, you are not even as good as an eight-year-old child."

Wang Meng glanced at Lin Jintong, looked up and down the stone again, curled his lips in disgust.

"There is not even a treasure map, and the third princess is too stingy."

Shitou was full of displeasure, and turned to the third princess: "Our master beat up the barbarian warrior and saved the royal family's face, so he took out this **** and sent the beggar away!"

"No, it's just to send you off."

Wang Meng listened to the music, and laughed and teased him.

"Don't look down on people."

Shi Shi's ears turned red from his stimulation, and he stuck his neck up again.

"When brother grows up and joins the army, he will definitely be better than you. He will make military exploits and become a general. He will be very prestigious."

"Just you, still want to be a general? At best, you are a messenger."

Wang Meng squinted at his height, smacked his mouth a few times, and wrote the word disdain on his face.

"you......"

Just as Shi Shi was about to reply, he caught sight of Wei Shumin and Zi Zhu, two maids, coming from the kitchen with trays, his ears turned red, and he closed his mouth embarrassingly.

"The tea is ready, please drink tea, young masters."

Wei Shumin has a pretty face and a sweet voice. She is a very attractive little girl.

She put the tray on the stone table, picked up the teapot, poured water into the teacups one by one, and then brought it up to each teenager.

"Thanks."

Shitou took the teacup, and it was rare that there was no extra nonsense, his ears were slightly red.

The rest of the boys, including the two little ones, also took the teacups with smiles, thanked them, and put them back on the stone table after drinking the tea.

Lin Qingluo greeted Wei Shumin with a smile, and whispered into his ear, "Bring some of the newly made purses, and put a gold ingot for Brother Meng and the others."

"Um."

Wei Shumin agreed with a smile, walked briskly into the wing room, and came back with nine brand new purses after a while.

Following the young lady's instructions, he took out nine gold ingots from the box and put them into nine purses of different colors.

The size of the purse is just right, there is a little room for a gold ingot, and the rope at the mouth of the bag is pulled to the two sides, and it looks good when tied to the belt.

Wei Shumin returned to the young lady with nine purses in his hands, and placed them on the stone table.

"Brother Meng, Stone, Yixuan."

Lin Qingluo greeted the three teenagers with a smile, and each of them threw a purse to them: "You beat the gongs and drums early in the morning, and went to the martial arts field to cheer for your hard work. Take it back, buy some delicious food, and reward yourself."

"Hey, thank you Master."

Wang Meng and Shitou took the purse and rubbed the back of their heads in silly joy.

"Thank you sister."

Lin Yixuan was also mixed in, holding the purse fondly, his big eyes shining.