When Qian Boren heard such a big noise, he looked around and saw his "treasure" turned into pieces on the ground.

Cheng Guangming obviously didn't know that Qian Boren's treasure was a fake. He was so frightened that he stood still and didn't dare to move. His lips trembled slightly and he wanted to say something, but because of excessive nervousness, he couldn't move.

Can't say a word.

Qian Boren silently looked at Cheng Guangming and the debris at his feet, but his face remained calm and expressionless.

Cheng Guangming's breathing became more and more rapid. He knew that Qian Boren must be angry at this time, and he was extremely afraid of the coming bloody storm.

However, to his surprise, Qian Boren did not show any anger. Instead, he sneered: "Huh, well broken, well broken."

Cheng Guangming was stunned for a moment: "Dad, I...I broke your things, you, didn't you react?"

Qian Boren laughed: "Why are you panicking? This thing is fake. It's only worth a few hundred yuan. If you break it, pull it down."

"Ah?" Cheng Guangming was even more confused.

Qian Boren slapped his head: "Oh, why did I forget to tell you that matter!" So Qian Boren told Cheng Guangming the story of how Qian Fei united his friends and deceived himself with a fake.

Come out.

"So that's it, dad!" Cheng Guangming was relieved and laughed happily. He thought that he broke the cultural relic worth tens of millions and that the rest of his life would be basically useless. But now, he only feels that

I feel relaxed and extremely happy both physically and mentally, and I can even come back to throw a few more pieces.

Qian Boren smiled and stepped forward and patted Cheng Guangming: "Look, I'm scared, my head is covered with sweat. But luckily this thing of mine is fake. You kid can't be so careless next time."
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"I know, dad!" Cheng Guangming wiped the sweat off his head and began to squat down to clean up the debris.

"Oh, just leave it there." Qian Boren stopped him, "Just let the cleaning staff do it."

"It's okay, Dad. I broke this myself. I can just clean it up myself. It's a lesson."

Just as he was talking, Cheng Guangming dug out a cloth bag among the debris. This cloth bag seemed to be firmly stuck to the inside of the bottle wall. The mouth of the bottle was narrow and the inside was dark, so it was difficult to carry it when carrying it.

You won't find it. After years of precipitation, the color of this cloth bag has long been dim, but when you touch it, you can find that its material is extremely delicate and its workmanship is very exquisite, reflecting an incomparable aura of wealth.

"Dad, look here, there seems to be something." Cheng Guangming opened the rag bag, poured out the contents, and raised it to signal to Qian Boren.

"Let me take a look." Qian Boren came closer and looked at it carefully.

What Cheng Guangming holds in his hand is a small piece of dim yellow jade, which looks like a jade seal. However, the engraving on the bottom has been worn away and cannot be seen clearly. There are some bumps and bumps everywhere, and it looks like it has been around for a while.

Qian Boren only glanced at it and then turned around: "Huh, from what I see, this might be another prank by Xiao Fei? Ignore it and just throw this thing away."

"But dad..."

"Listen to me, throw it away." Qian Boren seemed to recall the experience of being deceived by Qian Fei with fake cultural relics. He had no good impression of this blue and white porcelain, nor the things that fell from the blue and white porcelain.

"Okay." Although he said that, Cheng Guangming subconsciously felt that this thing must have some origin, so Cheng Guangming stopped bothering and put the things away silently.

He did not listen to Qian Boren's advice and throw the things away, but secretly put them into his pocket. He was careful and prepared to find someone in the industry to help him find out.

He brought this thing to his friend in the cultural relics world. The friend held it in his hand and looked at the jade nugget carefully, thoughtfully.

"How is it? What should you say?" Cheng Guangming asked nervously.

The friend took off his glasses and said slowly: "I feel like this thing may be a little old. Don't throw it away yet. I don't dare to guess when it was. You'd better find someone to take a look. I'll give you my teacher's contact information."

Here you go."

Hearing this, Cheng Guangming felt more and more that this thing might be very valuable, or even a priceless treasure.

So, Cheng Guangming followed the instructions and found his friend's mentor and asked him for help to see if this thing was a real treasure.

My friend's tutor picked it up and observed it carefully. After a long time, he put the baby back into Cheng Guangming's hands and waved his hand.

When Cheng Guangming saw the expert waving his hands, his mood suddenly sank and he asked: "Master, what's wrong? Is it fake?"

"No." The instructor shook his head, "I'm not quite sure what year this thing is from, and I can't give you a definite answer. You'd better go find my senior brother first."

When Cheng Guangming heard this, he felt as if he was on a roller coaster and cursed in his heart: "You old guy, you really told the whole story..."

So, he also relied on several connections, and then after going round and round, he found the senior brother of his friend's mentor, that is, the famous old professor of Minghua University.

But this time, when he handed the treasure to the old professor, the old professor only glanced at it, and his whole soul seemed to be drawn away. He picked up the treasure and looked at it in great detail. He also took out a magnifying glass and looked at each part.

Observed from an angle.

Cheng Guangming was very nervous and did not dare to take a breath.

Finally, after the old professor finished reading, he gently put the jade piece down, shook his head, and handed it back to Cheng Guangming.

With this shake of his head, Cheng Guangming's mood suddenly fell to the bottom again. It seemed that he had been deceived again after all.

"This thing of yours is a priceless treasure!"

"What? Old sir, what did you say?"

"I said, this thing of yours is a priceless treasure!" The old professor was a little impatient, "Why, as a young man, your ears are not as good as mine."

"No, sir." Cheng Guangming quickly explained with a smile, "The way you shook your head just now, I thought this thing was worthless."

"I shook my head, of course it means that this thing is priceless!" The old professor rolled his eyes at Cheng Guangming.

"You old men, who knew what you meant when you shook your head? Are you two brothers playing with me?" Cheng Guangming cursed secretly in his heart, but did not dare to say it out.

"Old sir, what is the specific age of this thing and how much is it worth?"

"In my opinion, this thing should be a jade seal used by the emperor and his relatives in the Han Dynasty. I don't know how it came into your hands. As for how much it is worth, I tell you, here, I only look at things that are

It’s not true. As for how much you want to sell it for, I don’t care.”

Cheng Guangming was overjoyed: "That's great, it's really great. I must tell Dad about this as soon as possible!"

So, without any delay, he immediately told Qian Boren the good news.

Qian Boren on the other side listened to the whole story and felt puzzled on the other end of the phone: "Guangming, why have you started teasing me too? Just tell me how much money you want from me. Don't play this kind of game."
Chapter completed!