I am a new author, this is my first book, I hope you can give me free attention.
My father passed away suddenly, and I was slandered by my second uncle as a thief. I became a thief despised by everyone from the young master of Juguxuan. On the day I was kicked out of the house on a rainy night, the ink jade Pisces pendant left by my father scratched my fingertips, and the moment blood seeped into it, my right eye suddenly felt hot. When I opened my eyes again, there was the shadow of a thousand-year-old bronze sword floating in the fake pottery pot on the stall. The blue and white plum vase that my second uncle held as a treasure had the smell of modern chemical pigments hidden under the glaze.
They all thought I was doomed, but they didn't know that these golden eyes could see through the years in the soil and discern the sneakiness in the heart.
From spending 50 yuan to pick up Yuan blue and white flowers at a street stall in Banxianqiao, to picking out imperial green and slapping enemies in the face in a stone gambling den; from exposing the smuggling chain of cultural relics, to guarding the return of national treasures lost overseas.
In this world, true treasures will be covered in dust, but those who understand them will eventually let the light shine through.
I just didn't expect that the female reporter Su Wan who was chasing me to make dirty material would eventually ask me with red eyes: "Shi Yi, you have seen all the treasures in the world, can you look at me?"
