"Nan Mo?!"
Mr. Kong took the ink strip lovingly and looked at Jiang Danhe in shock. "This, this, this…"
"I got this by chance. I thought of you immediately, so I brought it to you. Don't mind that it's such a small piece."
Mr. Kong quickly shook his head. "No, I don't mind at all…"
A fingernail-sized piece of Nan Mo could be exchanged for a whole house.
This was not a joke. Nan Mo was equivalent to gold and silver in the eyes of scholars. Anyone who had a piece would want to show it off to everyone.
A small piece was already so powerful. If there was a bigger piece or even a long strip, he would have fainted on the spot from excitement. Fortunately, he had strong willpower. Mr. Kong closed the box excitedly. "This is great! This is great!"
