[Era + Treasure Appraisal + Missing + Panjiayuan + National Treasure + Suspense + No System]
Chen Yanqiu is just the most inconspicuous apprentice in the antique shop.
With no money and no backing, I served tea and ran errands for several years, but I didn't even have the qualifications to be a table official.
Until late one night, he picked up a bronze remnant that no one cared about.
The lines light up.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the 1990s.
In that era, used goods were everywhere, real and fake were mixed, and there were still countless big leaks hidden in Panjiayuan.
And in his mind, there were thirty years of treasure appraisal memories.
He dared to accept the broken pieces of porcelain that others despised.
What the old master dared not draw conclusions about, he could tell at a glance.
Street stalls, ghost markets, old houses, scrapyards...
Those things that were later worth tens or hundreds of millions, and never even returned to China, may now be covered with a layer of dust, lying in a corner that no one cares about.
Chen Yanqiu originally just wanted to make some money with his eyesight and live like a human being in this era.
Until a heavy artifact from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty appeared in front of him.
In the last life, it was lost overseas and reappeared more than twenty years later.
In this life, it appeared in advance.
What's even weirder is——
Someone was one step ahead of him and knew it was coming.
Only then did Chen Yanqiu realize:
He might not be the only one coming back from the future.
