At Panjiayuan street stall, he bought a rusty bronze mirror for 300 yuan, and everyone laughed at him for being taken advantage of.
No one knew that the moment Lin Yi's finger touched the bronze mirror, the scene of the Tang Dynasty exploded in front of his eyes - official uniforms, candlelight, and palace secrets from 1,200 years ago were all clear.
This is the secret technique of "touching objects to tell the year" passed down from the Lin family's ancestors. When you touch an antique, you can see the key history it has experienced.
The Xishi teapot on the ground stall was the imperial tea set used by Yongzheng Emperor. There is a broken bronze tripod in the scrapyard, with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties engraved on it. The dirty wood of the old country house was revealed to be a huanghuali Wanli cabinet.
He can understand what the experts cannot understand. What the boss couldn't see through, he saw through at a glance.
From three hundred yuan to three million, from Panjiayuan to Sotheby's. His ex-girlfriend begs to get back together, the owner of the auction house offers him a cigarette and a toast, and a counterfeiting syndicate offers a reward for his head.
Lin Yi played with a newly unearthed Warring States jade and smiled: "You call this picking up leaks, I call this - dimensionality reduction strike."
This book is the road to becoming a god in the cultural relics circle, and it is also the story of a poor boy using a pair of eyes to leverage a tens of billions of wealth empire.
