A Beautiful Fake Young Master Goes Viral Appraising Treasures on Livestream [From Ancient Times to the Present]

Recommending my upcoming novel, [Ghost Hunting Has KPIs Too] [This was the author's first book. The writing is pretty embarrassing in hindsight, and the sensitive subject matter led to the outline being cut short and the story ending early. Read with caution.] [If you only want the treasure appraisal, antiques, and tomb content, you can skip the first three chapters.] Arrogant, carefree rich playboy top with a fatherly streak x refined, elegant Republican-era collector bottom Yu Yan, a great collector in the Republican era, died protecting the nation's treasures. When he woke up, a hundred years had passed. His parents and friends were all bones, and he had become a pitiful fake young master from a wealthy family, bullied by everyone. Afraid the truth about their child trafficking would come to light, his parents heartlessly threw him into the river. To Yu Yan, who had lived through a war, this kind of petty trouble was child's play. In his previous life, Yu Yan had handled treasures from the Forbidden City, collected bronze ritual vessels from the Shang dynasty, and auctioned off paintings and calligraphy worth hundreds of millions. All the great masters had been his teachers, whom he had kowtowed to and apprenticed himself to. He opened a cultural and creative archaeology company in Qin, specializing in cultural product design, commercial restoration of artifacts, and artifact appraisal. It became an official organization working with the police, and he devoted himself to promoting traditional culture. With his sickly beauty's face and his gentle but devastating takedowns of junk dealers, he quickly amassed tens of millions of followers. [The thief came in to get something appraised halfway through a burglary and got caught red-handed. You don't see that every day.] [The streamer is so ruthless. He called her jadeite a dyed, acid-treated C-grade fake, and the poor girl completely broke down. It was her wedding dowry.] [All right, all right, this is the middle of nowhere, the thing's still covered in dirt, and the grave robber's already connecting to the stream right after digging it up. Where are the Imperial Guards? Get the Imperial Guards in here!] With fame came trouble. Treasure appraisal livestreams attracted all kinds of people, including antique dealers and tomb raiders, who showed up to badmouth him and disrupt his stream. But one big spender would drop a thousand yuan for every insult, one thousand at a time, until he pushed the niche appraisal stream to the top of the popularity rankings. His competitors cursed and shut up. The more they cursed, the richer he got. A smuggler threatened to settle things in person, only to be arrested by the police the next day. A big shot set Yu Yan up, and a month later was investigated for tax evasion. One day, Yu Yan answered a fan's question: [Do you have someone? How about giving me a chance, babe?] He replied without batting an eye, "No. Not interested." Two minutes later, the electronic lock beeped outside the door. A handsome, imperious man wearing a custom three-piece suit and a watch worth fifty million yuan appeared on the livestream. Viewer: [Wait, is that...!] Xi Shu: "He has to assist the police with a case. The stream is ending." Viewer: [??? Holy crap, the streamer has made it! He's working with the authorities!] Xi Shu forcibly ended the stream. "No one? Then who am I?" Yu Yan sat in his chair and looked at him calmly. Xi Shu: "Pouting won't work! Tell me the truth." 1. No livestream in this story is based on a real one, so don't associate it with any actual treasure appraisal stream. There are lots of appraisal livestreams out there. Don't read into it. The bottom isn't sharp-tongued; he takes people down gently. 2. This is a fictional setting, and the author has let their imagination run wild. 3. One-on-one romance, both are faithful, and both are busy. 4. The fake-young-master plot is minimal. The main focus is treasure appraisal and artifacts. --- Upcoming novel: [Ghost Hunting Has KPIs Too] Devoted, roguish, obsessive ghost king top x easygoing, flirtatious antique shop owner bottom Fifty years ago, the ghost realm and the human world overlapped, and ghosts began possessing people and taking their places. The great hidden clans and people with extraordinary abilities gathered together and cobbled together a makeshift organization: the Temporary Office for Abnormal Affairs, located in an abandoned hospital in Ancheng. The latest trending post on the office's app, [Ghost Hunter 101], is about an antique shop recommended by a streamer. The beautiful owner sells crafts that are cheap and work great. -Post 17: I'm not kidding. The ghost at the Zhou family home on East Street had the whole family wrapped around its finger. Three big shots tried and failed, and got seriously hurt. Then I used a paper spirit made from paper offerings crafted at his shop using a century-old tomb technique, and tore the thing apart with my bare hands. -Post 38: I picked out a soapberry bead bracelet just because it looked nice. Then it exposed that guy trending for taking out insurance on his dead wife as a possessing ghost. One step closer to hitting my KPI! -Post 169: What the hell, no wonder my ranking on [Ghost Hunter 101] dropped again. So all your cases are cheating? Are you even human?! -Post 279: Whoever manages to get that big shot to come out of retirement has my deepest respect. After his grandfather died, Lan Yingci took over the family's old antique shop. A conscientious small-business owner, he made his living crafting bead bracelets, wood carvings, and paper effigies. One day, a horde of fierce-looking customers flooded into his usually deserted shop. He grew melancholy. "I opened this shop for a peaceful retirement." Now he was booked through next year, working overtime every day to fill orders. He was practically doing a nine-to-nine, six-days-a-week grind! After that day, he started seeing strange things. A green-eyed, straw-mouthed Rakshasa crawled out of the bathroom. "Your Highness!" The twin-headed, tiger-bodied tomb guardians on the altar wailed, "We're so hungry, Your Highness! We need to go out and hunt so we can become more beautiful." The trees at the end of the alley sprouted heads that all shouted together, "We raise our banner for Your Highness! Who dares stand against him!" Lan Yingci: "..." Damn, are you sick? Watched too many TV dramas? It's the twenty-first century, and you're calling someone Your Highness? Sometimes he felt utterly helpless, as if he were the only normal person in the whole world. But he wasn't entirely normal himself. He had no memories from before he turned eighteen. All he remembered was that he had to guard a coffin and cut himself every month to water it with his blood. He figured whatever was inside couldn't be anything good. On the seventh day of the seventh month, Lan Yingci watched as a thousand-year-old evil spirit sat up inside the coffin! Its long hair fell to its waist, and its features were so beautiful and wicked that it looked just like a demon from a storybook, alluring enough to steal a person's soul. It said, "Child, come here." Lan Yingci blankly stepped closer, stopping by its knees. Its long, slender hands stroked his hair like those of an elder, and it sighed, "My little one, it's been so many years. Have you been well?" No! You thousand-year-old ghost, I haven't seen you in years? Who are you talking about? [Blurb screenshot taken on 2024.10.13] 1. This blurb may change at any time before the novel begins. Core theme: Keep the spark alive, pass the cultural legacy down through the generations