Last time, Ye Heng was almost slandered by Ye Meng, and was sent to the police station again.

However, Qin Yan showed her ID, and the police let Ye Heng go, believing that the video evidence Ye Heng showed was true.

Recalling the first time I met Qin Yan, Qin Yan was almost assassinated by a gunman.

All signs indicate that Qin Yan is not an ordinary person.

"It's better if you don't know these things." Qin Yan had no expression.

But her tone was very cold.

Ye Heng shut up and asked another question: "Is this instrument used to repair this stone tablet?"

Qin Yan shook her head: "This instrument is used to repair ancient bamboo scrolls."

"Um?"

Seeing Ye Heng being so unclear, Qin Yan began to explain: "Three months ago, a group of foreign elements entered the country illegally and were interested in an ancient tomb from the Song Dynasty in our country."

"To be precise, this is the emperor's mausoleum."

Ye Heng nodded.

"But the emperor's mausoleum is very hidden, because the Song Dynasty was almost destroyed at that time, the emperor had little status, and even the mausoleum might be stolen."

"So the location of this mausoleum is still unknown."

"However, a craftsman who participated in the construction of the tomb at that time mentioned the location of the emperor's tomb when describing the construction work at that time, and the location was written on the broken stone tablet or the bamboo scroll."

Ye Heng suddenly realized that it was to prevent the leakage of cultural relics...

"Take me to see the originals. I can repair these things."

Back then, Ye Heng was the top talent in the college entrance examination and was involved in many fields.

Ye Heng believed he could do it.

Qin Yan didn't talk nonsense and drove him to a courtyard house.

The courtyard looks the same as an ordinary courtyard, but it is kept clean.

There are flowers and plants planted outside the house, but it is winter, so they are all withered now.

An old man, about sixty or seventy years old, was warming himself by the stove in the house.

Most of the remaining people are in their thirties or forties.

"Boss, I brought you the man."

As soon as she entered the door, Qin Yan said respectfully to the person next to the stove.

On the sofa, a man frowned and asked, "Qin Yan, is this the skilled craftsman you mentioned?"

"Looking at my age, I'm younger than you, right? Is that okay?"

Qin Yan nodded: "Ye Heng is very strong. He can process fine parts with the naked eye."

Another fat man said: "Qin Yan? Are you crazy?"

"The boss doesn't put so much pressure on you, you don't have to embarrass yourself by bringing a passerby with you!"

"Erhu, don't talk like that!" said the frowning man.

The old man glared at them, stood up and said, "Hello, Comrade Ye, just call me Comrade Liu."

Ye Heng stretched out his hand: "Comrade Liu."

"Brother, if you are dragged over by Qin Yan to make up for the loss, just leave. There is no need."

Erhu didn't believe that Ye Heng was such a young craftsman.

"Erhu! Why are you talking to the guests?" The old boss finally became a little unhappy.

"It's not the boss, don't you understand? This person is obviously Qin Yanla who pretended to be here."

"Qin Yan, I know you want to be guilty and meritorious, but there is really no need to bring in an irrelevant person, do you understand?"

"If this young man can repair that stone tablet today, then I will kneel down and slap myself in the mouth today."

Seeing Erhu speaking like this, Boss Liu also became a little silent.
Chapter completed!