The reason why Gu Lanzhi told Gu Jingcheng all this was that he was really afraid that such a young child would put too much pressure on himself. Gu Lanzhi felt that children should grow up according to their own preferences.

Adults’ affairs are adults’ affairs. Adults’ thoughts should not be imposed on children, nor should they tell children about their own sufferings as if they were a favor to restrain them.

For example, words like how hard it was for me to raise you.

Gu Lanzhi thinks that since you, as parents, have given birth to a child, you are already prepared to raise the child. No matter how difficult it is for the adults and how much suffering they have endured, it should not be a reason for you to coerce the child.

It is right to tell children about it as life experience, which can prevent them from taking detours or following the old path when they grow up.

But if it is just to repay a favor, then forget it!

After hearing what Gu Lanzhi said, Gu Jingcheng fell silent. Without saying anything, he picked up the book and started reading.

After Yin Heng returned to the Shangshu Mansion, he did not go back to the General's Mansion. The Shangshu Mansion was also quiet, and the people who were watching the excitement at the door of the Shangshu Mansion did not hear any sound coming from the mansion.

After dinner, Gu Lanzhi washed up early and went to bed with the help of Mo Yi.

"Okay, it's time to end today's live broadcast. I have to continue to improve my superpowers. See you tomorrow!" Gu Lanzhi said goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room with a smile.

But just as Gu Lanzhi finished speaking, three rockets flew out from the live broadcast room.

"I'm about to end the live broadcast, and you guys are giving me gifts?" Gu Lanzhi said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the audience who were giving gifts sending barrages to Gu Lanzhi.

"Anchor, I want to ask if there was water-rippled paper in the dynasty you lived in?"

Gu Lanzhi thought about it for a while after reading the comments, then nodded affirmatively, "Yes."

Water-rippled paper is also known as flower curtain paper. When this kind of paper is held up to the light, it can show shiny lines or patterns in addition to the curtain patterns. The purpose is to increase the potential beauty of the paper. It is a kind of paper that many people who like calligraphy like to use.

However, with the development of the times, this papermaking technology has been lost, and this kind of paper is almost non-existent in modern times. If watermarked paper appears at an auction, it will be sold at a very high price.

"Great, great, host, can you sell me some water-textured paper? You decide the price!"

“Haha… the audience in my live broadcast room are really rich people, look at what they said.

I can sell you some, but you have to tell me what size you want. What size do you want? How many rolls of paper do you want? "

If Gu Lanzhi could exchange space coins for selling things to the audience in the live broadcast room, he would certainly not refuse.

Gu Lanzhi waited for a while before the viewer sent another comment, "I want three cuts for each specification of paper, is that ok?"

Gu Lanzhi said without hesitation: "Sure, but I don't have it now. I have to wait until tomorrow to have someone buy it back before I can sell it to you."

"Okay, no problem. What's the price?"

Gu Lanzhi thought for a moment and said with some embarrassment: "I am in ancient times. The price of ancient paper is definitely not comparable to that of modern times. Moreover, the things I have here would be pure antiques if they were brought to modern times.

The price of this paper, I really don’t know how much is appropriate.”

Seeing Gu Lanzhi in such a dilemma, the audience who wanted water-rippled paper directly sent a barrage of comments.

"Host, three years ago, Poly Auction House auctioned water-rippled paper. At that time, fifty small sheets of water-rippled paper were sold for 50,000 yuan.

I don’t know whether a piece of paper in modern times is the same as a piece of paper in ancient times.”

Gu Lanzhi said without hesitation, "One knife here is one hundred."

After a while, the viewer sent another comment, "How about this, I've told you the price, host, can you please take a look?"

Gu Lanzhi nodded, "You say."

"I want three sizes of paper, large, medium and small, for three dollars, a total of one and a half million. Is that okay?"

Gu Lanzhi calculated silently and said, "Okay, let's do as you say."

After the deal was finalized, Gu Lanzhi said to all the viewers in the live broadcast room: "Okay, now I should turn off the live broadcast to improve my abilities. See you tomorrow!"

But what Gu Lanzhi didn't expect was that all the audience in the live broadcast room were sending him barrages.

"Anchor, anchor, can you please not turn off the live broadcast? You can improve your abilities and pretend we don't exist, and we will just watch."

"Yes, yes! Broadcaster, we'll just watch and not say anything. Please don't go off the air!"

"Yes, anchor, we won't interfere with your improvement of superpowers anyway, so just don't turn off the live broadcast!"

Gu Lanzhi looked at the audience's request in disbelief and asked doubtfully, "What's so interesting about me improving my superpowers? Do you like watching others meditate?"

"No, no, no... We don't like to watch meditation, we just like to look at your handsome face, host."

"Hahahaha...you're so right, we all like to see your face!"

"There's nothing we can do. Host, you're too beautiful. We can't touch you in person. Can we just take a closer look at you?"

"That's right! It's so beautiful to see you sleeping with such a handsome face!"

"That's right, with the anchor accompanying me to sleep, I will definitely have a sweet dream."

Gu Lanzhi looked at the chaotic comments, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

In fact, for Gu Lanzhi, it doesn’t matter whether the live broadcast is turned off or not. He has become accustomed to the live broadcast these days and doesn’t care about so many people watching him.

"Okay, okay, since you're willing to waste your phone's battery, then go ahead and watch it!"

After saying that, Gu Lanzhi no longer paid attention to the monsters in the live broadcast room. He sat down, closed his eyes, and began to absorb the crystal core.

Time passed quietly as Gu Lanzhi absorbed the crystal core.

I don’t know how long Gu Lanzhi had been meditating. He suddenly opened his eyes, ignored the tearing pain from his wounds, grabbed the dark red coat on the hanger, and left his room.

He came outside, stepped lightly, and instantly jumped onto the roof, while also putting on his coat.

Gu Lanzhi was very clear about his martial arts. He had not used his martial arts until now because his injuries had not healed yet and he did not want to endure the pain to test his skills.

Now after using some Qing Kung Fu, this feeling... Gu Lanzhi feels so good!

In the past I had always seen heroes in martial arts novels using light skills to climb rooftops and walls. Now he himself has mastered light skills. How cool it is!

If his body did not allow him to use Qinggong for a long time, he would definitely fly to his heart's content.

But now Gu Lanzhi didn't have that much time to continue experiencing the pleasure of Qinggong. After he stood on the roof, he looked towards a black shadow not far away.

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