When the master passed away, all that was left to Yunlan was a dilapidated shop, a bad debt, and an ultimatum to "repair the treasure of the shop within three months, otherwise the shop will be confiscated." At a treasure appraisal meeting where celebrities gathered, his opponent smashed the fake vase he had repaired in public and laughed at him for being worse than an apprentice. **The next second, his fingertips touched the broken pieces of porcelain, and countless afterimages of dynasties exploded in his mind** - he saw the dripping sweat of the craftsmen when kneading the pieces, the glaze changes blooming in the kiln fire, and the caressing and sighing of the emperor's fingertips. Yunlan opened his eyes, and the cracked porcelain in his palm healed automatically, and a thousand-year-old spiritual energy flowed through the porcelain body. He knew that this shop was stable; the big shots who were waiting to see the joke would soon cry and beg him to identify the family heirlooms. **What the antique world doesn't know is that this young man who has been humiliated many times can also make a sunken national treasure wake up overnight, make a period-era jade pendant speak, and make experts from the Forbidden City kneel down and call him "Master". **
