When Zhen Yongfu heard that the old man also had the surname Zhen, he looked at him more carefully. His surname was not common.
Anyway, after years of wandering in the mortal world, he discovered that they were the only family with the surname Zhen. And in all these years in the fairy world, this was the first time he met someone with the surname Zhen.
He even wondered if this person was also someone who ascended from the mortal world, and if it was possible that they were from the same family tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years ago.
Zhen Yizhang took the storage ring, probed into it, and checked the situation inside.
It would have been fine if I hadn't watched it. After watching it, the silent and somewhat serious face instantly became numb as if it had been anesthetized, and the deep eyes also became clear for a moment in the blink of an eye.
The maid named Xiaojing had been waiting by the side and was also watching Zhen Yizhang. She soon discovered that something was wrong with Zhen Yizhang.
She had never seen him like this before.
Zhen Yizhang's throat churned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He stared at Lu Qing'an and the other man, and a smile slowly formed on his face. "You two, have you sold all these treasures?"
Lu Qingan nodded: "Sell them all, give me an estimate."
"To be honest, it may take me some time." Zhen Yi Zhang said with a wry smile.
He realized that he had been a little arrogant just now, and he even made a quick estimate. How could he make a quick estimate?
No matter how much experience you have, it is difficult to estimate.
"How long will it take?" Lu Qing'an could also understand Zhen Yizhang. After all, there were quite a few treasures, and the price of the treasures depended not only on the level of the treasures, but also on the function of the treasures.
"Half an hour?" Zhen Yizhang asked.
When the maid Xiaojing saw this, she was stunned.
"Can it be faster? If it really doesn't work, can we find someone to help?" Lu Qing'an didn't want to waste too much time.
"Okay, then one stick of incense time will be enough." Zhen Yi Zhang said.
"Okay." Lu Qing'an nodded in satisfaction.
Soon, Zhen Yi Zhang called over his five deacons, and regardless of whether they still had work on hand, he asked the five deacons to put their work aside first.
In front of the side hall, Su Lijun and others, who were waiting for the chief steward to come back with serious faces, discovered this strange scene.
"Why did several deacons get in? What are they doing in there?"
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