[Shuangwen] [System] [Not brainless]
Before his death, my grandfather left me a broken bowl, which he said was a treasure that had been passed down for five generations.
The "experts" in the antique city publicly shamed me for being a fake, and my girlfriend broke up with me on the spot because she thought I was poor.
Just when I was most embarrassed, a voice sounded in my mind:
"Mingcheng Hua Doucai is valued at 180 million."
From then on, my life, Li Mu, became a mess.
The "evil painting" bought for 30,000 yuan was actually an authentic work by Fan Kuan of the Northern Song Dynasty, worth one billion.
The "dirty goods" that others dare not touch have become national treasures in my hands.
Auction houses are begging to cooperate with me, and big bosses in the antiques circle are vying to be my little brother.
Did the young master's family send someone to steal my national treasure? I'll send him straight to jail.
The money laundering boss wants to destroy my hands? I put him in jail.
