Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

"Exactly."

He Yongshuo answered affirmatively.

"Song Zhiyuan is slick and snobbish, 100% dare not go against you!"

Du Heng rubbed his chin: "Then I have to think about it carefully. I have to pretend to be a coward for this fat man's superior posture just now!"

"Mr. Du doesn't reject pretending? How about I help you think about it together? Let me tell you, pretending is very interesting!"

"Okay, let's think about it together!"

While Du Heng was chatting with He Yongshuo.

After Song Zhiyuan strode into the courtyard of the village chief's house, he did not regard himself as an outsider at all.Without asking the owner for permission at all, he began to appraise the antiques one by one.

Every identification of an antique.

Song Zhiyuan was pleasantly surprised!
Authentic!

Authentic!

It's still the real Tamade!
Not only are they all authentic, but they are also handed down antiques in good condition, which are of great value!It is the cheapest one I have tried so far, worth at least 200 million!

And there are nearly two hundred authentic antiques in this yard!
Bao Changhong, a short-sighted idiot.

Previously, the valuation on the phone was only [-] million, but now Song Zhiyuan thinks that all these antiques in the venue are worth at least [-] billion!

This is Song Zhiyuan's most conservative estimate!

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As long as he swallows all these nearly two hundred antiques in Sangzhi Village, his wealth will increase twenty-fold!
Especially now that Song Zhiyuan found out that Bao Changhong didn't know what to buy.

It's great news for him!
After obtaining these antiques later in the name of confiscating stolen goods from tomb robbers, Song Zhiyuan felt that he could tell Bao Changhong that the total of all the antiques was only [-] million.

In this way, according to the previous plan of half and half.

In the end, after he sold these antiques in secret, he only needed to distribute [-] million to Bao Changhong to gag, and the remaining [-] million would be his Expert Song!

Song Zhiyuan fell into a dream.

I couldn't help it, I was so happy that I laughed out loud on the spot!
And the villagers who have always been in awe of authoritative institutions such as cultural management will still stand beside them with illusions, thinking that Song Zhiyuan, the chief antique appraisal expert of cultural management, cannot turn black and white into nothing.

Waiting for Song experts to appraise most of the antiques.

The old village head Sang Baicai walked up to Song Zhiyuan carefully, and asked with a flattering smile.

"Expert Song, you've seen most of them now, and you should understand them all, right? If you look at these antiques, even if you look for a microscope, you can't find any unearthed traces. They really are all ancestral treasures from our Sangzhi Village!"

"This Bao Changhong has a grudge against our village. He is reporting a false case! There is no tomb robbery in our village!"

Bao Changhong laughed triumphantly when he heard this.

A bunch of bastards!
You actually want to sue him back?
Expert Song is here to frame you, a bunch of ignorant bumpkins, really think that Expert Song is here to investigate the truth and uphold justice?

How ridiculous!

After the village chief finished speaking, Song Zhiyuan also stopped the appraisal action. He took a rough look at the remaining half of the antiques, and they should be genuine.

Instead, he looked at the old village chief with a serious expression.

He nodded first: "That's right, I've seen it, and I can't find any unearthed traces on these antiques!"

After hearing this fair word.

The old village head looked excited, and the villagers also cheered.

"Expert Song is indeed a good expert. He was obviously invited by Bao Tubie, but he is not at all partial to him!"

"Bao Tubie, are you dumbfounded? Haha!"

"I said Baotubie, you are shooting yourself in the foot with a rock!"

"What the hell are you asking a big man to come over, and what are you talking about asking us to pay you back and give you all the antiques? Now it's over, Bao Tubie, you're reporting a false case, wait until you get involved!"

The villagers cheered and shouted at each other.

Bao Changhong, who was still full of complacency and laughing wildly just now, was indeed instantly dumbfounded.

He looked at Song Zhiyuan foolishly.

There are many question marks on the face.

Where are you, Expert Song?I never heard that you want to be a good person?
Please wake up!

[-] million after splitting equally!You don't want any money?Why are you still alive in this world?

Bao Changhong tried his best to hold back his anger.

Only then did Song Zhiyuan not yell at him because of this magical turn.

He looked at Song Zhiyuan with a distorted and complex expression of doubt and flattery: "Expert Song, are you wrong? Do you need to re-identify and think about it again?"

Song Zhiyuan had a righteous expression on his face.

"What are you thinking about? Bao Changhong, you don't even know how to appraise antiques, and you are worse than the young man at the door. How dare you question my appraisal result?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Bao Changhong gritted his teeth and shook his head. He really didn't understand why Expert Song suddenly retorted.
"Expert Song, we talked on the phone before, and we clearly discussed it..."

After hearing his words, Song Zhiyuan became even more angry: "This informant, pay attention to your wording!"

"What did I discuss with you before?"

"I just came here to investigate purely after receiving your tip that someone in Sangzhi Village had robbed graves and unearthed more than 100 national treasures and antiques."

"Now I am announcing the results of the investigation, please don't interrupt me at will!"

"Don't even say anything out of nothing to slander me!"

This is justified.

Bao Changhong was completely fooled, isn't it Song expert, you really want to be a good person and don't want money?Why are you changing your mind like this? ! !
After reprimanding Bao Changhong.

Song Zhiyuan continued to turn to the old village chief and the villagers: "Everyone, I will not wrong a good person, and I will never let a wicked person go!"

"Thank you, Expert Song! Expert Song, you are Master Qingtian!"

"Expert Song is here, and Qingtian will be there!"

"With the beloved Song expert, Bao Tubie's ghosts and ghosts are all a little devil!"

All the villagers flattered me without money.

Song Zhiyuan listened in a fluttering mood.

Then press down with both hands.

"Folks, stop first, I still have something to say."

"Although all the antiques in this yard do not have unearthed traces in my opinion, it is not ruled out that the unearthed traces have been eliminated long ago for the sake of the rigor of the investigation. So similarly, there is no way to prove that these antiques are from your village's ancestors. of!"

These logically rigorous words hit all the villagers like a blow to the head.

The old village head was so anxious that he stuttered: "Song and Song experts, what are you talking about? These antique inheritances are recorded in the family trees of our village, which are handed down by our ancestors and the history can be tested! Why can't we prove it? ?”

"If you don't believe me, look!"

The old village chief took the Yaozhou kiln decals of the Northern Song Dynasty on the table as an example, and showed Song Zhiyuan the division records on the attached page of the Sang family tree.

Song Zhiyuan didn't expect this to happen.

He originally planned to take these antiques from Sangzhi Village back to investigate, half-frightened and half-coaxed.

Then the results of the investigation said that these were the proceeds of tomb robbery.

Although the unearthed traces cannot be found with the naked eye, after analysis by high-tech instruments, it can be determined that it is a funerary object from a newly unearthed tomb nearby.

Even Song Zhiyuan had already thought about how to issue the identification documents at that time.

But now there is written evidence to prove that these antiques are indeed ancestral.

This is troublesome!
He has to trouble one more step!