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Chapter 22: Special Exhibition, Old Friends and Old Stories The opening ceremony of the special exhibition of cultural relics was scheduled for the weekend morning, and there was a long queue outside the venue early.When Jiang Zhuo arrived, Lu Chen was standing with Zhou Jingshan in the rest area at the entrance. The old man was wearing a clean Chinese tunic suit. He was in much better spirits, but he had some inconvenience in his legs and feet. He was holding a cane tightly in his hand. Lu Jingyang was…-
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Chapter 21 A new chapter opens, and old things hide feelings The days are like the tea on the ancient shelf of Xianyunzhai, slowly emitting a light fragrance in the warm light. After Mr. Zhou's injustice was revealed, many collectors came to visit him, either sending restored objects or asking Jiang Zhuo to take care of him. The small shop was full of people every day, but there was no sign of impatience.Jiang Zhuo still looked calm, cleaning antiques in the morning, receiving guests in the afternoon,…
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Chapter 20 The dust has settled and the warm sun is in my arms The day after the exchange meeting ended, the Cultural Relics Bureau informed the public about the case. Brother Hu and Chen Laogui were formally investigated for suspected smuggling of cultural relics, fraud, and false accusations.The accounts and testimonies in the USB flash drive are irrefutable, and coupled with the witnesses and physical evidence at the exchange meeting, there is no way for the two to deny it.As soon as the news came…
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Chapter 19 Confrontation at the Appraisal Stage, the Forgery Revealed The area around the appraisal stage was already packed, shoulder to shoulder. Fatty Wang held the Sancai horse, his face beaming with smugness, as if he had already secured a priceless treasure. Old Ghost Chen held the microphone, spitting as he boasted: "Everyone, look! This Sancai horse has a vigorous shape, the glaze is lustrous, and the blue glaze is pure in color. It is a masterpiece from the Gongxian Kiln of the Tang Dynasty!…
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Chapter 18 Butterfly Hairpin’s Hidden Markings, New Threads in an Old Case The moment Jiang Zhuo’s fingertip touched the jade hairpin, the system prompt sounded clearly: Jiang Zhuo’s eyes narrowed instantly. Zhou Jingshan again. This jade hairpin was actually related to the Zhou family, and the time it was lost coincided exactly with the period when Zhou Jingshan was framed and suffered a stroke. This was no coincidence. He picked up the jade hairpin and examined it closely against the…
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Chapter 17 The warm sun falls in the eyes, and I don’t recognize him for the first time. Jiang Zhuo saw off the old collector who was full of praise. As soon as he turned around, he heard a clear and somewhat urgent voice coming through the noisy crowd: "Grandma, please walk slowly. There are many people here, so be careful." He subconsciously looked up. Under the light at the entrance of the venue, a young man wearing a white sweatshirt was carefully supporting an old lady with gray hair.The man is…
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Chapter 16: The Exchange Fair Opens, A Narrow Encounter The venue for the South City Antique Exchange Fair was set up in the ground floor hall of the Municipal Stadium. On opening day, just as dawn was breaking, collectors and stall owners began entering the venue in succession. The hall was bustling with people, shouts and bargaining echoing back and forth. The air was a mix of the ink scent of Xuan paper, the metallic smell of bronze, and the fragrance of aged wood, creating a lively scene. By the…
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Chapter 15: Undercurrents Before the Exchange Fair With only three days left until the South City Antique Exchange Fair, a restless energy permeated the air of Antique Street. Every shop was busy inventorying their treasures, preparing to make an appearance at the fair. Only the entrance of Xianyun Studio bore a wooden sign reading "Closed for Rectification," yet this did not stop the constant stream of people coming to inquire. Jiang Zhuo had just placed the last restored blue-and-white porcelain vase…
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Chapter 62 End of text I have everything because... After putting down the phone, the corners of Gu Man's mouth suddenly flattened, and a dark light appeared in his eyes. The nerve pain became more and more painful, but her thoughts became clearer. She frowned and thought quietly. What exactly does Wen Wen mean by that sentence? How did she know that scum? What happened three years ago? Gu Man knew in her heart that all this must be related to her, but no matter how much she thought about it, there…-
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Chapter 61 The pain makes it hard to sleep. She just begged that Gu Man wouldn’t be involved... "Haha, who am I? You actually asked me who I am?" Uncle Gu raised his head and laughed, his eyeballs as red as blood protruding from the sockets, as if he had some serious illness. At least that's what Wen Mian thought. For a moment, she couldn't even control her expression and almost failed. Suppressing her inner emotions, Wen Mian asked in panic, "What do you mean?" "I'm Gu Man's uncle. Speaking of…
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