City: I can write to my past self
27 Cao Xueqin’s ginkgo forest

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After work, Lin Xian went to the bank's ATM.

He inserted the card Dai Shuangcheng gave him.

He entered the password on the sticker.

He entered the query interface.

Lin Xian clicked on 'Check Balance'.

After a series of squeaking sounds, a long string of zeros appeared on the screen.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million"

Hiss--

A total of 20 million yuan!

Dai Shuangcheng's thank you gift was indeed generous.

After all, she had saved his precious daughter. This little money was nothing to him.

Apart from that, Dai Shuangcheng also donated 10 million yuan to establish a foundation in Lin Xian's name to introduce him to Elder Song.

"This person is quite loyal."

Lin Xian transferred all the money to his bank card.

Ding!

It was the sound of a text message being received.

In addition to the previous reward of 100,000 yuan.

Lin Xian's bank account now had 21.45 million yuan.

"20 million. If it was in the past, how many years would I have to earn?"

However, to the current Lin Xian.

This was just the beginning.

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The next day, Lin Xian got up, carried his travel bag, took the necessary items, and took a taxi to the airport.

After thinking about it, Lin Xian put the red space-time mailbox into his backpack as a precaution.

The plane tickets had been booked in advance.

He could change his boarding pass by swiping his ID card.

The plane was very fast and they arrived in Hillford in three hours.

Lin Xian had a little anticipation in his heart. He took a taxi and sent himself directly to Shijing Mountain.

"Young man, is your location correct? Shijing Mountain is far from here!"

After Lin Xian got into the car, the chauffeur kindly reminded him,"

"According to the private car fee, you'll have to spend more than 1000 yuan! Why don't I cancel the order for you and you take the subway?”

Lin Xian smiled."

"It's okay. Drive, driver. I'm in a hurry.”

Now that he was a multimillionaire, he didn't care about this small amount of money.

He couldn't wait to verify it and see if Cao Xueqin had kept his promise.

Two hours later, the car arrived at Shuangquan Temple in Shijingshan scenic area.

If they took the subway, public transport, and a tour bus, it would take at least five hours to get here.

To Lin Xian, time was money.

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There weren't many people in Shuangquan Temple.

It was such a hot day, and it was not a holiday, so very few people came to this remote place.

Lin Xian went to the temple and bought two incense sticks from the abbot.

"Mr. Host, may I ask if there are any ginkgo trees that are hundreds of years old nearby?”

The host helped Lin Xian to ring the bronze bell and replied with a smile,"

"Patron, if you want to see the ancient tree, you've come to the wrong place.”

"If you want to see the ancient trees, you have to go north. There are thousand-year-old ancient trees in Yuanmingyuan and the Forbidden City.”

Lin Xian waved his hand."

"Host, you've misunderstood. I just love ginkgo trees. I heard that there's an ancient ginkgo tree nearby, so I wanted to take a few photos.”

The host pointed in a direction for Lin Xian."

"If you want to see gingko, head southeast. There's a wild gingko forest there.”

Lin Xian thanked him and walked southeast.

In the letter to Cao Xueqin, Lin Xian had made it very clear:

If you are willing, please write the last 40 chapters of the novel on rice paper, wrap it in oil paper, and then hide it somewhere and plant a ginkgo tree. 300 years later, I will definitely dig it out and announce your masterpiece to the world!

Therefore, if he wanted to find the place where Cao Xueqin buried the book, he had to find the ginkgo tree first.

"It should be easy to find a 300-year-old ginkgo tree, right?”

According to Lin Xian's understanding.

A 300-year-old ginkgo tree.

No matter what, he should be a boor.

When he first wrote the letter, he chose the ginkgo tree because it had a very long lifespan.

Besides, ginkgo trees that were hundreds of years old were very common, so they were not protected as 'ancient trees'.

They walked for about half an hour.

Lin Xian finally arrived at a golden ginkgo forest!!

"Damn, how many gingkos did Cao Xueqin plant?!”

Lin Xian was shocked!

As far as his eyes could see, there were ginkgo trees that towered into the clouds!

The golden leaves not only covered the earth, but also dyed the sky.

Such a scene was beautiful, as if he had accidentally entered heaven.

Moreover, the trunks of these ginkgo trees were very thick, and they were all more than 200 years old.

Lin Xianxie didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Cao Xueqin, Cao Xueqin, are you afraid that I won't be able to find it, so you planted so many ginkgo trees?”

"Alright, it's good to hide trees in the forest."

"But! You planted so many trees! How can I tell which one is buried with a book!”

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