Name: The Little Girl Who Found Treasures in the 1970s
Author: Mistletoe on a Mulberry Tree

Synopsis

(The novel is frequently revised. The latest version is only on Jinjiang.)

Spring, 1970.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't cry when she was born.

The midwife gave her several slaps before she finally yawned, unhurried. Her tiny face was all scrunched up, and she looked both sleepy and well-behaved.

The midwife teased, "Well, isn't this one a lazy little thing?"

Old Madam Zhou smiled weakly from the bed. "A little laziness is good. Makes her easier to raise."

No one knew that, at that moment, a System was frantically booting up inside the baby's mind.

[Ding!]

[Antique Protection System activating...]

[Host's vital signs detected... normal.]

[Host compatibility: 99.99%... wait a minute!]

Wait, she's fifty centimeters tall? She weighs six jin and two liang?

The System fell silent as it looked at the scan results.

Who could have guessed that a Host with such incredible fortune would be a newborn baby?

System: [...Fine. Guess I'll wait for her to grow up.]

But the System soon discovered that this little one had an absurd natural talent. Not only did old antiques gravitate toward her, she could also hear old objects talk?

[Daily Life with a Little Host]

System: Host, an antique from the Qing dynasty has been detected nearby.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "A Qing... what? Where is it?"

System: The yellow thing... the one your third brother is looking at.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Oh! Third Brother! That bowl is pretty!"

The chipped porcelain bowl grumbled: "You bet I'm pretty! I was used by the Kangxi Emperor himself. I'll be yours for two boxes of matches!"

[At the Auction]

At the 1985 autumn auction in Hong Kong, bidding for the showpiece, a plain Ming-style desk with raised ends, reached 500,000 yuan. Jiang Xiaoyu raised her hand from the very last row. "Five hundred."

The whole room erupted.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "That five hundred is for the leg. The tabletop is elm veneer. Which craftsman's been cutting corners?"

The experts' faces changed. The wealthy bidder who had offered 500,000 went green.

Jiang Xiaoyu smiled at him. "No need to thank me. You almost went home with a lump of elm."

[Finding Treasures at the Ghost Market]

1990, Panjiayuan

Jiang Xiaoyu crouched in front of a stall, staring at a small, shabby gray bowl.

Stall owner: "Genuine Yongzheng famille rose. Eight hundred."

The little bowl snorted: "Bullshit. I'm a Chenghua doucai chicken cup! I poured wine for the emperor!"

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Five yuan."

The stall owner's cigarette fell from his mouth. "...Five yuan?"

Jiang Xiaoyu stood up and started to leave.

The stall owner gritted his teeth. "Deal!"

Six months later, it sold for 18 million Hong Kong dollars at Sotheby's.

The stall owner was so furious he overturned his stall.

[Reader's Guide]

1. A feel-good treasure-hunting, face-slapping story, with Xiaoyu doted on by everyone.

2. The male lead appears late. The romance begins once she is an adult.

3. There are many male supporting characters. Ye Ge fights tooth and nail to become the male lead.

4. All antiques and related events in the novel are fictional.

5. Protect cultural relics. Illegal trade is strictly prohibited!

Recommended completed food novel: The Little Mess Cook of the Seventies

Lin Xiaotang has a little secret: she can hear ingredients "talk."

A wilted cabbage sobs: "I can still be saved!"

A crucian carp blows bubbles: "Miss Tofu and I are made for each other!"

A compressed ration complains: "The smell of braised pork in my dreams is tempting me!"

Meanwhile, the stomach of the military district's toughest iron-blooded king of soldiers, Special Forces captain Yan Zhan, is always groaning: "Hungry..."

After Lin Xiaotang becomes the dedicated nutritionist for the Special Forces...

The mess hall's dinner whistle becomes the sound the soldiers look forward to most!

[Wilderness Training Special]

The mushrooms line up, holding up their little umbrellas: "Pick me! Pick me! Three generations of my family have all been non-poisonous!"

Wild grapes call out from the branches: "Sweet and tart, bursting with juice! Sweeter than your first love!"

[Everyday Life on the Island]

An oyster pops its shell open: "Look! I'm so plump."

Laver sways and coos: "Put me in soup! I'm super savory."

[Serving Suggestions]

1. The heroine is 14 at the start, and the male lead is 21.

2. The male lead is an incredibly prominent background character. If that bothers you, read with caution!

3. Pure comradeship in the early chapters! Romance develops naturally once she's an adult!