Xin Qing responded smartly, "Didn't I see you singing happily last time?" ”

The middle-aged woman asked on the side at this time, "You are Xin Wenhua's daughter?"

"Yes. Xin Qing replied frankly.

"Your father didn't say a word when he came to the capital, and he still didn't say a word when he returned to Yangcheng. The middle-aged woman said with a smile: "You really don't think of me as a friend anymore?!"

"My father is in a hurry to go back, if there is something wrong, I will compensate you to Auntie. Xin Qing replied politely.

"Look at it, this girl is polite!" the woman smiled: "But I've been abroad for a long time, and the name is unfamiliar." I'm Guan Yushu, you can follow my girl and call me aunt!"

As she spoke, Guan Yushu's eyes looked at Guan Lan.

When he saw Guan Lan casually clamping the brocade box under his armpit, his brows furrowed, and he said in a loud voice: "My little aunt and grandmother!

Guan Yushu walked quickly to Guan Lan, then took the brocade box, and said to Shan Mingxiang: "Dean Shan, something is here." ”

Shan Mingxiang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and strode forward, Lin Dingqiang's heart seemed to jump out, he had been waiting for the moment when the mystery was revealed.

Guan Yushu put the brocade box on the table and opened it cautiously, although Lin Dingqiang was about three meters away, his eyes still looked at the contents of the box intently.

Xin Qing was very curious about these old things, and asked, "These vials are quite good-looking, Uncle Shan, is this an antique?"

"It's called a snuffbox," Shan Mingxiang didn't move, just squatted on the edge of the table and looked left and right repeatedly, while saying: "In the Qing Dynasty, the emperor liked to use it to reward ministers. ”

When Lin Dingqiang heard this, he chuckled in his heart.

When he was waiting for the snuff bottle at home, he searched for its price on the Internet.

Since he couldn't find the exact same thing, he wasn't sure how much it was worth at the time.

But judging from Guan Nushan, Guan Yushu's cautious attitude and Shan Mingxiang's frowning reaction today, it should be worth a lot.

Guan Lan walked up and asked, "Uncle Shan, are these three snuff bottles worth a lot?" My dad almost burst his phone for them. ”

"There are a total of eight pieces of this set of copper-gilt chisel inlay enamel snuff bottles, four of which are in the courtyard, and three of them are here. Shan Mingxiang said with deep regret: "You have to ask if it is worth it, overseas Chinese spent almost 4.6 million yuan on Sotheby's to get one back then, and then donated it to the country free of charge." But I think that these things are not something that can be measured by money, and it can provide a reliable basis for us to study and understand the cultural history of that time. ”

"Isn't there one thing missing?" asked Guan Lan.

"That's right, the one I never found was a nun with her head bowed and smiling. Shan Mingxiang continued: "Until now, our hospital has not exhibited this set of snuff bottles for this reason. ”

"Why don't you exhibit it?"

Shan Mingxiang looked at the snuff box again, "If we exhibit the existing snuff bottles, there are always people who know how to understand the rules inside, then the remaining one will inevitably be maliciously increased once it is in the world." It turns out that we are weak, a weak country has no diplomacy, and many good things have been robbed by others. But now we have the strength, and every year we negotiate through diplomatic means, and there are also many patriots who donate money to buy it. ”

"Then how much do you expect to be marked?" Guan Lan frowned and asked.

Shan Mingxiang thought for a moment and said humbly: "I am just a caretaker of cultural relics, not an auctioneer in an auction house. But prices are often determined by the direction of the market. ”

Lin Dingqiang's pupils dilated instantly when he heard this, although Shan Mingxiang did not reveal the specific value, he could still think of the snuff box in the safe at his home from Shan Mingxiang's demeanor and tone.

Shan Mingxiang covered the brocade box and said to Guan Yushu: "I'll go back and let the miscellaneous experts take a look." If the thing is right, it is graded, or according to the old rules, you and Mr. Guan will be given certificates. ”

Guan Yushu waved her hand and said with a smile: "Don't send it, the house is stacked very high! Besides, doing such a thing is not for the sake of that red book, just to be comfortable!"

"There are still rules. Shan Mingxiang said firmly: "Your brother and sister ran back and forth for this matter, and I, Shan Mingxiang, really don't know how to thank it." ”

"Then come to me and sing two voices when you have time!" Guan Yushu responded: "I heard that you have sung a fan at Xin Wenhua's wine table!

Shan Mingxiang replied with a smile: "If the play is to be sung, this book must also be sent." ”

"Then I'll just wait for you!" Guan Yushu said to Guan Lan again: "Girl, take the guests out for horseback riding! ”

"Okay, auntie. ”

Lin Dingqiang stood in place, the ideological struggle in his mind was even more fierce than the Civil War.

The script that seems to be set by the system actually depends on Lin Dingqiang's own choice.

According to the rules of the game, he has helped Wang Liushun's family, and the snuffbox will definitely not be recovered.

The thing is in his hands, and the decision to sell or not to sell, to keep or not to keep is in his own hands.

If Lin Dingqiang takes this item to Sotheby's or other auction houses, even if the museum does not exhibit it, he can get a considerable income as soon as he sells it, and he can make money that ordinary people can't make in a lifetime.

In this era of laughing at the poor and not smiling at prostitutes, everyone wants money.

Some people even tout that 90% of things can be solved with money, and the remaining 10% can be alleviated by money, and finally it is summed up in the 90%, thus becoming a 100% theory of the supremacy of money.

But once money has become a boring number and the material life has been completely satisfied, they will pursue a kind of spiritual sublimation and wealth giving, instead of buying luxury houses, famous cars, famous watches, or looking for a family that can't be counted on ten fingers, to show how much money they have.

Compared with the last time Lin Dingqiang decided to donate 1.5 million in the welfare home, he has seen a lot of things that ordinary people can't see, has been to places that ordinary people can't enter, and has come into contact with characters that he couldn't even think of.

Although he is not even a billionaire now, he has a material foundation that surpasses many of his peers.

From the No. 11 bus to tens of millions of bulletproof Audi, from a shared house to a high-end apartment, and a good psychological state, compared to the beginning of the moonlight clan, he has already made a qualitative leap.

Since all this was given by God, Lin Dingqiang felt that the snuffbox in the safe should no longer sleep in a dark corner, but should be taken out, let it return to its rightful place, and accept the eyes of the world again.

"Brother Qiang, are you still riding a horse?" Wang Liushun asked in a low voice.

Lin Dingqiang calmed down, "You go first, I'll rest for a while." ”

"Good!"

Guan Lan took Zhao Lei and Wang Liushun out of the lounge, while Xin Qing looked at Lin Dingqiang's hesitant expression and did not leave, just stood aside silently.

After the three of them left, Lin Dingqiang took a deep breath and said calmly: "Dean Shan, I know where the eighth snuffbox you are looking for is. ”