"""
Bi Bingzhang praised repeatedly.
Not wanting to expose Tang Qing
Yunhai quickly changed the subject: "Elder Bi, let's have some food first. Just some simple home-cooked dishes, hope you won't mind."
"No problem, I actually like home-cooked food."
After sitting on an airplane all morning, Bi Bingzhang was indeed a bit hungry.
During the meal.
Bi Bingzhang kept probing, but Yunhai deflected every question without giving a direct answer.
"Sorry, Elder Bi, I'm just learning someone else's technique. That person prefers to stay low-key. All of his paintings are only given to friends, not sold."
"Not sold? A higher price isn't an issue."
Bi Bingzhang considered himself to have some financial backing.
Upon hearing this.
Yunhai wore a wry smile.
Money?
