Chapter 344: The Dealer of Cultural Relics Thinking About the Century-Old Mansion
"You don't think I made all these things, do you?"
"Old man, I've lived in the village all my life, and I didn't know there were these things in the mansion."
"You two have been living here for a while, and you haven't even noticed, how can I know."
"Besides, what's the benefit of scaring you?"
Uncle Jiang put away the unnatural expression on his face, and became very angry.
This dilapidated house has been uninhabited for decades, even if it is really him who scares the two of them.
What benefits can you get?
"There must be something wrong with you!"
Zhou Kexin said sharply, "Just now Dr. Chen pointed out that there is a problem with this wall, and after taking out the mini speaker from it, I saw that you were very nervous."
"The nervous expression only stayed on your face for less than a few seconds, though."
"But I can be sure that you were nervous."
"Why are you so nervous when you didn't do anything wrong?"
Zhou Kexin told several people about the inadvertent discovery.
The walls are painted with cheongsam women, and the outside is covered with a layer of lime.
It will only show up when it encounters water, or when it is thundering or raining.
So who painted this picture?
Do the rich people who live in the countryside understand the principles of optics?
The bleak love story in Uncle Jiang's mouth, can anyone prove that it really happened?
"That's right, the woman you said died of martyrdom, and after her death, she turned into a ghost to harass the original owner of this old mansion, can anyone prove it?"
Hu Liang followed Zhou Kexin's words and asked Uncle Jiang if he could find a witness, he believed that Uncle Jiang was not a person who was secretly playing ghosts.
Pan Yueling took the Bluetooth speaker in Hu Liang's hand and frowned slightly.
"Uncle Jiang, you'd better tell the truth."
"Hu Liang and I used to be programmers, and no one knows this kind of electronic device better than we do."
"Just give me a computer, and I can check out whose phone has been connected to this Bluetooth speaker."
"If you continue to deny it, then I can only check it myself."
"When the time comes, we will hand it over to the relevant authorities immediately."
Hu Liang was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what his girlfriend meant.
She is trying to trick Uncle Jiang.
deliberately moved out of the previous occupations of the two of them, so as to scare Uncle Jiang and make him mess up.
and then deceived the truth from the old man's mouth.
Knowing what his girlfriend meant, Hu Liang quietly gave his girlfriend a thumbs up.
took out his mobile phone and found a photo of the two wearing the brand of the big factory.
knows how to use a mobile phone to connect to Bluetooth and pretend to be a ghost, Uncle Jiang is definitely not an ordinary old man.
It should be no stranger to the Internet.
"If you want to investigate, you can investigate, a bunch of people who don't know the hearts of good people."
As he spoke, Uncle Jiang was about to leave.
"Dr. Chan, what now? Do you want to stop him?"
Hu Liang and Pan Yueling subconsciously thought that Uncle Jiang was a thief.
I am going to apply oil to the soles of my feet.
Chen Yu ignored the inquiries of the two, and said with a light smile: "Uncle Jiang, when you leave, aren't you worried that your son will be dealt with because of this?"
Uncle Jiang, who was about to leave here, heard this, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.
Immediately, Uncle Jiang slowly turned around and stared at Chen Yu with deep eyes.
"Who the hell are you? Why do you know so many things?"
From the moment Chen Yu splashed the mineral water on the wall, Uncle Jiang decided that Chen Yu had a big problem.
Now, Chen Yu's mention of Uncle Jiang's son made him even more nervous.
"I'm a veteran psychiatrist."
"If Uncle Jiang has psychological needs in the future, welcome to go into the city and find me on Hefang Street."
Chen Yu smiled and said the specific address of the psychological treatment room.
"Don't fool me, psychiatrist
It's impossible to know so many things!"
The corners of Uncle Jiang's mouth twitched.
"No matter how much I know, I don't know as much as you always know."
"For example, antiquities dealers."
Hearing the words of the cultural relics dealer, Uncle Jiang's face immediately changed color.
My heart started beating faster.
Chen Yu walked slowly to the door of the living room, first touched the window frame next to the door, and then knocked on the door panel.
"Rosewood, big red sour branches, nanmu, ginkgo."
"These are all fine wood, and even after a hundred years, it does not affect their value in the slightest."
"This beggar's version of the mansion that imitates Hu Guangyong's mansion is full of exquisiteness."
"And the metal objects in the old mansion, but they are all high-quality antiquities."
"Looking at the beams made of nanmu, which have been replaced and abandoned one by one, Uncle Jiang, your heart is dripping blood, right?"
Hu Liang gasped.
The original beams that were replaced by themselves as waste wood turned out to be Nanmu.
Before renovating the house, he and his girlfriend did a series of homework.
There is probably an understanding of the quality and price of wood.
Rosewood, large red sour branches, nanmu, ginkgo.
All of these are precious woods.
The prices are higher than the other.
Especially the big red sour branches, a board costs tens of thousands.
Wait a minute!
Chen Yu said that this is the beggar's version of Hu Guangyong's mansion.
Other words.
The whole house is modeled after the former residence of Hu Xueyan.
It is no wonder that it will soon become a key cultural relics protection unit.
The former residence of Hu Xueyan in Hangzhou is also a key cultural relics unit.
"I see! You're pretending to be a ghost trying to get us away in order to steal the artifacts here!"
Pan Yueling woke up instantly.
Antiquities dealers, all kinds of precious wood.
The answer is imminent.
The old mansion was made by craftsmen and cost thousands of taels of silver.
The internal tables, chairs, benches, porch and window frames, I am afraid are all cultural relics.
"No wonder when we bought this place, the whole mansion was in tatters, and even the gate was torn down."
"You did it, right?"
"Did you steal the missing original knocker, the missing windows, and other furniture?"
The more Pan Yueling thought about it, the more angry she became.
I learned from Uncle Jiang that this place was haunted, and I thought I had met a good Samaritan.
I can't bear to keep them in the dark, so I will tell the truth.
I didn't think that this old man was very bad.
Pretending to scare them, the goal is to force the two away, and then continue to steal the artifacts here.
"Don't be angry, I'll talk to him."
Chen Yu comforted Hu Liang and Pan Yueling with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Jiang, it's okay if you don't want to say it."
"But stealing artifacts is illegal after all, and they're now the owners of this place."
"The right to know what's going on here."
"If you really don't want to say something, there are some things that I can only tell them."
Chen Yu paused and continued, "About a few months ago, you met a man at the gate of the mansion.
"This person kept looking at the bluestone carved bricks in the old mansion, and his mouth was full of admiration."
"Then, I have to take out the tools to pry these bluestone carved bricks."
"You first scolded this man and asked him if he was an antiquities dealer."
"The other party bluntly admitted that he was an antiquities dealer."
"Two days later, this person came to you and said that he wanted to cooperate with you and buy this old mansion."
"I've paid you a million."