Our family all likes to do charity.

"What a tough reason, but I like it!"

　　"This guy is really not short of money."

　　Although he only showed a pair of eyes, my intuition told me that he must be a handsome guy! "

　　"You think his posture when transferring money is more handsome, right?"

　　"Hahaha!"

　　"Everyone, please just release the payment code. I'm in a hurry." Zhang Mengyu saw that the staff at the entrance had already begun arranging the next batch of admissions.

　　After hearing Zhang Mengyu's words, everyone quickly took out their mobile phones and stood in a row waiting for him to come forward.

　　"Forget it, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, it's better than nothing!" Although the person at the front was a little reluctant, there was nothing he could do. They didn't care at all how much they spent, they only cared about whether they were happy or not.

　　"Handsome guy, it's my turn," the man at the front held out his phone to Zhang Mengyu with a lewd look on his face.

　　"It's okay. This position is fine. No need to go any further." Zhang Mengyu put away his phone and had no intention of continuing to transfer money. "I just heard someone said that 5 people can enter in one batch, so I only need to go to the first five That's it, there's no need to spend any more meaningless money."

　　"You...are you kidding me?" The wretched man suddenly became a little angry.

　　"Tricking you?" Zhang Menglong was speechless, "Why should I trick you? Who are you? Do you deserve it?"

　　Zhang Mengyu was also very depressed after being scolded for no reason, as if he owed him money. How much money he was willing to spend was one thing, but whether it was necessary to spend money was another.

　　As long as the money is well spent, Zhang Mengyu doesn't care. After all, money is just a number to him, but it doesn't make any difference whether the money is spent or not, so why should he?

　　"Inexplicable!" Zhang Mengyu muttered, and led Lu Yiyao into the exhibition venue according to the staff's instructions.

　　"I remember, this person seems to be Zhang Mengyu!" At this moment, someone in the queue finally recognized his identity.

　　"Damn, let me tell you, this gesture of spending money without blinking is so familiar. It turns out to be him."

　　"I've met the real person. Oh my god, he's just like the legend. He's just a money-spreading boy!"

　　...

　　After showing their IDs and taking their body temperatures, Zhang Mengyu and Lu Yiyao entered the venue smoothly. As expected, the venue was as crowded as the lantern festival of more than ten years ago.

　　There are nearly a thousand world-famous paintings in this exhibition. Almost all the works of painters whose names can be found in art textbooks can be found in this exhibition.

　　"It's strange, why are you interested in art works?" To be honest, Zhang Mengyu has some musical talents, but when it comes to painting, it is simply a black hole. The paintings he painted can no longer even use the words "abstract art". Described.

　　"Arts are all connected. I like music, so I am also interested in art."

　　"Tch, I'm afraid you're not interested in me, so you used the excuse of seeing an art exhibition to ask me out, right?"

　　Lu Yiyao had long been accustomed to Zhang Menglong's occasional dancing. She rolled her eyes at Zhang Menglong and focused her attention on those world-famous paintings.

　　"This area is full of works from the Renaissance era, which are of high artistic and historical value. I didn't expect there to be so many. This organizer is really capable!" Lu Yiyao looked at these paintings and expressed her admiration. Absolutely.

　　"What historical significance can a painting have?" To ordinary people, these world-famous paintings are precious works of art, a realm they pursue throughout their lives, and even their beliefs.

　　But for Zhang Mengyu, the mural at the entrance of his house is a world-famous painting, the toilet directly opposite the toilet in his house is a world-famous painting, and the wall hanging on his bedside table is a world-famous painting. To him, this kind of thing doesn't matter at all. Just like newspapers and magazines for ordinary people.

　　Their family has inherited it for 5,000 years. To his elders, that history is just history that is happening every day. These world-famous paintings may just be the result of their fancy buying some poor artist who painted well. down.

　　With the passage of time and the fermentation of art, paintings that were once thrown into the trash can and ignored have become world-famous masterpieces.

　　Of course, outsiders cannot understand this feeling.

　　"Oh, you don't understand," Lu Yiyao said, "This art exhibition is simply a piece of modern painting art history!"

　　"But I think it's about the same as my library at home. No, it shouldn't be as good as my library at home."

　　"Library?" Lu Yiyao didn't understand what Zhang Menglong said. What are the conditions for building a library at home?

　　"Yes, my ancestors and elders in my family like to collect these things." Zhang Mengyu looked at the ceiling and began to recall, "Take Picasso's paintings as an example. There are nearly 40,000 of his surviving works, right?"

　　"About 37,000 pieces." Lu Yiyao gave a more accurate number.

　　"Actually, it's far more than this number," Zhang Menglong said. "He actually created more than 80,000 paintings in his life, one-third of which were created in his last ten years."

　　"Impossible. According to what you said, where did his more than 40,000 works go? Were they destroyed?"

　　"It's piled up in my library!" Zhang Mengyu rolled his eyes, "You don't know how much space these things take up, and the paintings are all painted like ghost characters. Hey, don't look at them like that. However, I really don't understand his art..."

　　"More than 40,000..." Although she had never seen it with her own eyes, based on her understanding of Zhang Mengyu so far, it was very likely that what he said was true.

　　It is said that the cheapest painting by Picasso that has appeared at auction so far costs 1.5 million US dollars, and the most expensive one, "Women of Algiers", was auctioned for a sky-high price of 179 million US dollars.

　　The average value of Picasso's paintings is more than 10 million US dollars. Wouldn't these more than 40,000 paintings cost hundreds of billions of dollars?

　　Thinking of this number, Lu Yiyao didn't know how to answer the call.

　　"You shouldn't only have Picasso's paintings in your house, right?" Lu Yiyao asked out of nowhere.

　　"Of course, there are Michelangelo, Paul Cézanne, Leonardo da Vinci, you name it, but not so many," Zhang Menglong continued.

　　"Oh, by the way, there is also the painting by Van Gogh. His paintings were not famous when he was alive, so one of my ancestors bought many of them at low prices. There are more than 1,200 paintings in total, based on current purchasing power. If so, it would have cost hundreds of thousands.

　　"A few hundred thousand bought more than 1,200 paintings by Van Gogh?" Lu Yiyao's expression was dull. Now it will cost hundreds of thousands of times?

　　Now she finally knows why Zhang Menglong is so rich. It is very difficult for a family that has been passed down for such a long time without money!

　　"By the way, I also have a plus version of Van Gogh's Starry Night in my bedroom. It's about 5 to 3 meters wide. My ancestors probably spent the equivalent of 80 yuan today. At that time, Van Gogh was about to starve to death. In fact, my ancestor did not want his paintings. He was really pitiful, so he spent a sum of money to buy them to help this poor painter."

　　"According to you, which ancestor of yours is still doing charity?"

　　"Yes," Zhang Mengyu sighed, "This is a family tradition. Everyone in our family likes to do charity. When we were traveling in Europe, we often helped some down-and-out musicians and painters. What kind of things do they have? , I didn't respect them much after throwing them away, so I had to find a place to pile them all up. Who knew they would be so valuable now."

　　"Are you talking human language?" Zhang Menglong's tone made him feel aggrieved. How could this be charity? This is clearly an investment! It's still the kind of book that can bring you one hundred thousand or even one million profits!