While accompanying Mr. Guan slowly walked into the house, Zhong Haoqing wrote down what Li Yi told her to the old man. Only then did she suddenly feel a little abrupt. She should have looked at the things first and decided whether to shout whether to call the old man over.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe in Li Yi, but that Siheyuan, worth 300 million US dollars and 1.5 billion yuan, sounds like she is making up a story. She believes it because of her relationship with Li Yi and her understanding of him, but why do others believe it?

"300 million US dollars? Xiao Zhong, are there such expensive paintings now?"

"This one is Gauguin's "Tahitian Woman", but..."

"Haha, what's there to worry about? You can choose to believe that little guy without even seeing the thing. How can I not believe you? 142 pieces, even if only one piece is real, it's worth my trip! But..."

Zhong Haoqing was shocked and heard Mr. Guan continue:

"Isn't this courtyard selling 1.5 billion yuan a bit unreliable? I remember that the best one is only more than 200 million yuan, right? Did the little guy be deceived?"

Zhong Haoqing smiled bitterly, "You always say that you believe it, but you still don't believe it!" But this matter is indeed a bit unreliable. Even a large mansion with a size of more than 3,000 square meters is expensive for 1.5 billion yuan. Could it be that the land is all made of gold shops, and a square meter costs 500,000 yuan?"

"Okay, don't be suspicious here. Since you come, please feel free and see what the little guy can take out before talking about it."

The two walked into the living room and before they could sit down, they saw the two ancient boxes at once. Zhong Haoqing glanced at Li Yi and signaled him to open it quickly, then turned around to help Mr. Guan, preparing to let him sit down and watch slowly.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Guan shook her hand away. His trembling steps just now suddenly became as fast as he could. He grabbed the wooden box in one step, and then stared at the three wooden carvings in the box and became stunned.

"Old Guan?Old Guan?"

Zhong Haoqing glanced at the things in the wooden box, turned her head and looked at Mr. Guan's face, and shouted carefully twice.

Mr. Guan turned a deaf ear to her shouts, and after watching for a while, he stretched out his trembling hands, as if he was holding up his most beloved great-grandson, and carefully picked up a wooden statue of Buddha.

"Staine took away a painted Buddha statue and a statue of a monk, Pelchhe took away 21 pieces, and Russia also had 5 pieces, but we didn't have one, not one!"

As he spoke, the old man's tears flowed down.

"I didn't expect to see them come back in my lifetime. I'm back, I'm back home..."

For a moment, the quiet needles in the room could be heard. Zhong Haoqing and Li Yi looked at the old man's tears flowing wildly, and they were also a little excited for a moment, and their eyes turned red.

"Oh, it makes you laugh. Over the years, whenever I see these things in the museums of foreigners, I feel like my heart is broken, as if my child was snatched away by someone else, but you can only watch it from the side, helpless, that feeling..."

The old man picked up the three wood carvings and played with them one by one. After a while, he put them down. He bent down and took out a scroll on cloth from the wooden box, carefully untied the knot and spread it out.

"The third volume of the Great Prajna Paramita Sutra is preserved so well, good baby, good baby!"

Veteran Guan took out the things in the wooden box one by one, opened them one by one, and admired them for a while, and then put them away one by one by one, so he didn't let Li Yi and Zhong Haoqing intervene at all.

Zhong Haoqing had to follow him one by one. Her interest was originally calligraphy and painting. Although these Dunhuang Sutras and silk paintings were not written by famous artists, because of their age, the calligraphy style that was popular in various eras during the Middle Ages in China can be seen from these scriptures, which was very valuable.

For example, the Northern Dynasties, regular script, running script and cursive script of the Tang Dynasty, and unique white script such as flying white script, black insect script, seal script, etc. Among the 142 cultural relics collected by Li Yi, there are two other scriptures written by later generations who copied Wang Xizhi, which is even more precious.

In addition, the time span of these documents is very large and there are all styles, especially the transitional styles such as "Silver Shop" to "Classics", the "Li Jian style" that transforms official script into regular script, and some court writing scriptures in the Tang Dynasty, etc., which are colorful, and the high value of calligraphy is absolutely extraordinary.

Time passed slowly, and Hu Jinquan came and left in the middle. Finally, when Mr. Guan reached out to take out a scripture writing from the wooden box again, he was surprised to find that both wooden boxes were empty, and he had finished reading all 142 cultural relics!

"Oh, I still have not finished my wish, I still have not finished my wish!"

The old man sighed loudly, but the satisfaction and happiness in his tone could even hear these fat elephants who didn't understand very well. He also noticed that the old man not only shouted loudly, but his two eyeballs hidden in his long-loose eyelids were also spinning around, not knowing what idea they were going to do.

"Little guy, I've finished reading it and all the appraisals. There are not a single fake in 142 pieces, and each one is a national treasure!"

The old man waved his hand and confirmed the identity of these cultural relics. Then he looked at Li Yi with a flattering look on his face.

"Kid, I want to hear, how are you going to deal with these babies?"

"Haha, Mr. Guan, I'm going to move all of these to the museum."

"Okay, okay, enlightened!"

Mr. Guan slapped his thighs excitedly and continued:

"Kid, I wonder what you think of the National Museum?"

"National Museum? Oh, that's an amazing museum, a human-faced, fish-patterned pottery basin, a large oak tripod, a stork fish, stone axe map colored pottery jar, a late-mother Wu tripod, four sheep square priest... I'll go, if I have one of these, I'll send it!"

"Hahaha, even if you don't have one, you'll have so many Dunhuang cultural relics! In this way, let me discuss with you. Are you going to send these things to the museum? Then don't think about it, just send them to the National Museum. I have an old relationship with their director. I will ask him to compensate you according to the highest reward standard and let you send them a handful!"

Li Yi was stunned and then smiled bitterly. This old man is really dedicated to his public service!

"Old Guan, sorry, the museum I mentioned was a museum I built myself..."

"Oh? Do you have a museum yourself?"

"Well, the place has been found and we are preparing to renovate and recruit people. Do you have any suitable candidates? Recommend two for me?"

"Hahahaha, you little guy, I'm thinking about your little things, you're even my people thinking about it! However, it's not easy to set up a private museum, if you don't do it well, you'll lose money, and you can't just rely on this little thing."

"That's right, but I'm not worried about cultural relics, I just worry about no one."

"Oh, I'm quite angry. Tell me what other cultural relics are there?"

Li Yi had long seen from Zhong Haoqing's attitude that this old man has a very high seniority in the circle and his words must work. He had already made a decision to use his words to help him promote himself, so he had no hesitation and moved out some of his best things.

"Old man, in addition to these, I also prepared a bronze acupuncture man from the Qianlong period, a tiger skull, a Guo Jizi white plate, a Chu king's bowl, and Zhong Yao's "He Jie Biao", Li Tang's "Pine Wind Picture of Ten Thousand Valleys", and Zhang Xu's "Bare Pain"..."

With a "hiss", these things were not even heard by Guan Lao, even Zhong Haoqing had never heard of him, so the two of them made a long hiss in an orderly manner.

Is this possible? How is this possible? It’s hard to say anything else. Everyone knows that Guo Jizi white plate, which is the treasure of the National Expo!

"That's right. I've heard people say that Guo Jizi Baipan seems to be a pair. As a result, I actually saw one in France last time, and then I got it back."

"Are you sure it's true?"

"Really, 100% real guy!"

"Is the thing here with you?"

"exist!"

"Okay, take out all the things you just said, and your master and I will help you check!"

Li Yi turned around and nodded at Gu Feng and the others. After a while, they took a few things from the basement.

"Hiss, this thing looks really real! And there are more inscriptions than the one in the National Boss!"

This Guo Jizi Baipan is a big open door. As long as you have some basic knowledge about bronze ware, you may not admit it. So Mr. Guan just took a few simple glances and focused his attention on the inscription.

"Auspicious at the beginning of the first lunar month, Guo Jizi... there are actually 22 additional words!"

Obviously, Mr. Guan’s ability to recognize words is much better than Li Yi. He found the keywords such as time and characters from the inscription in a few strokes.

Even Zhong Haoqing was so surprised that she couldn't sit still. She didn't bother asking where Li Yi got such a thing. She turned around and focused her attention on several other things.

The bronze man with acupuncture looks like an old object, but she has no research. There is also the tiger sac, if it is true, it is the only one in China. I have seen the Chu King's Doll. It was bought by Li Yi in front of her that time in Chang'an. It seemed that he only spent 180,000 yuan...

By the way, this should be the broken piece of Zhong Yao's "He Jie Biao"? There are also Zhang Xu's "Belly Pain Paste" and Li Tang's "Pine Wind Picture of Ten Thousand Valleys"... She didn't know which one to read for a while, because based on her understanding of Li Yi, these things are really genuine.

But this is too magical? These things are a perfect national treasure wherever they are placed. How long has this guy been exposed to antiques? How could he get so many? You know, these things have never heard of news before!
Chapter completed!