Yunyuan's recycling station is facing demolition and he owes millions in debt. His relatives mock him as a "rag-picker." No one knows that he can hear the resonance of "spirits of things" when he touches any old object - the tens of billions of stock market codes are hidden in the tattered diary, and the secret map of the ancient tomb is sealed in the rusty pocket watch. When the demolition team pushed down the shelves, he picked up a broken bowl. From the bowl came the emperor's roar: "My imperial seal is at your feet!" The next second, archaeological teams, antique dealers, and mysterious organizations swarmed in. From then on, big shots all over the world begged him on their knees: "Please, let me pick up rags again!"
