Siheyuan: the Life of Appreciating Treasures in the Courtyard

In 1965, Sijiu City, in an ordinary courtyard next to Nanluogu Lane. Lin Jianjun woke up and became an apprentice worker at the Red Star Rolling Mill who had just been in the factory for half a year. In my previous life, I was an honest person, but I was treated like a soft persimmon by the people in the courtyard - my salary was borrowed and not repaid, my food rations were used, and even the wing room I lived in was missed. What's even worse is that a few days ago, Qin Huairu in the courtyard cried and borrowed ten kilograms of food stamps, and then turned around and was humiliated by Xu Damao in public. He was so angry that he died. When he opened his eyes again, there was a new person inside. Lin Jianjun touched the ancestral jade pendant in his arms with a sneer on his lips. When others traveled through the belt system, he brought with him a treasure appraisal space - capable of identifying authenticity, repairing damage, and hiding all things. In this era when everything requires votes, others are worried about eating one bite and grow old. He picked up a broken bowl and it was the Kangxi official kiln, and he collected an old painting and it was Qi Baishi's original work. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.