Retired special forces soldier Wang Linye walked into an antique store with a family heirloom jade pendant to raise money for his mother's surgery. The beautiful CEO Su Qingmo only glanced at it and then offered a sky-high price: "The jade is a fine product from the Song Dynasty and the Han Dynasty. I will accept it. But I want to accept you even more." Our company is in need of a consultant who can conduct "on-the-spot investigation" of ancient ruins. The monthly salary is 500,000 yuan, with a year's advance payment. "I thought my job was to identify cultural relics.
Until the first "field service", she followed her team to visit a wild grave at night, forced the Tui Tufuzi with a gun to his head, and snatched a bronze jue that had just been taken out of the tomb. Su Qingmo wiped the mud off her coat, as calm as if she were in a conference room: "Counselor Lin, in the real antique market, all the good stuff is underground. Our competitors are never auction houses, but tomb robbing gangs and international smugglers. "I laughed. It took me a long time to do this, and I am still good at it. From then on, I used counter-sniper tactics to check for auction threats for her, used military surveying and mapping technology to copy the structure of the tomb for her, and used battlefield first aid knowledge to help her identify the authenticity of "Xueqin".
Let's join forces to stir up the antiques scene. Until we found half a piece of tiger talisman that fit perfectly with my heirloom jade pendant in a Xixia royal tomb.
The sound of armor scraping could be heard from the depths of the mausoleum, and Su Qingmo's unprecedented trembling came from the satellite phone: "Lin Ye, there is a sentence written on the last page of my grandfather's archaeological notes - 'When the tiger becomes one, the guardian of the mausoleum wakes up. '" "We... Seem to have dug up my family's ancestral property.
