Old Xu, who was directing the villagers to get things, was stunned when he heard his friend's order. He then glanced at the bowl in Jiang Shanshan's hand with a look of disgust on his face. "Isn't it just a broken bowl? Old Zhong, although I don't have your ability, I have followed you for so many years. If you don't have this little bit of foresight, then there is really no need for me to continue in this business."

When Old Zhong heard his words of betrayal, he sneered, "Old Xu, it seems you really have to retire from this business. This bowl is full of secrets. If you trust us, bring us some water and we'll show you our skills."

Old Xu looked skeptical, but finally asked for a bowl of water from a villager's home.

"Here, here, I don't believe there's anything special about this dirty bowl." He glanced at the dirty bowl in her hand with disdain.

Jiang Shanshan smiled, squatted down, and began to slowly wipe the dirty bowl with his hands.

As time passed, a corner of the dirty bowl in her hand slowly revealed a little color, and it was emerald green.

Old man Xu, who had been looking disdainful, immediately snatched the bowl from Jiang Shanshan's hand with excitement when he saw this look.

"This, this, how can this be, how can it be a jade bowl." He raised his head excitedly and looked at the two of them.

Old Man Zhong looked at him and smiled coldly, "Well, I told you you would quit this business, and you slapped yourself in the face, didn't you? I told you not to trust us."

Old man Xu smiled awkwardly and decided never to admit what he had just said about quitting this business.

"Was I joking just now? You took it seriously. I'm just a talker, but is this really a jade bowl?"

Old Man Zhong glanced at the bowl in his hand and said with certainty, "It is a genuine jade bowl."

"We are going to make a fortune this time. Just this thing is enough to cover our expenses this time." Old man Xu said while holding the jade bowl in his hands with a look of love on his face.

After saying that, he quickly walked out holding the thing as if it were a treasure.

Seeing his excitement, Jiang Shanshan asked Old Man Zhong curiously, "Uncle Zhong, these things aren't worth much these days. Can Uncle Xu make any money by collecting these things every day?"

Old Man Zhong smiled coldly, "Don't worry about him. Although he's quite old, he's quite capable. The things he finds are very popular with foreigners, and he sells them secretly."

When Jiang Shanshan heard that the products were going to be sold abroad, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

Why should we sell our country's products to foreigners?

"Uncle Zhong, do you also support Uncle Xu in doing this?" she asked, staring at him intently.

In her heart, Uncle Zhong is an extraordinary old man.

She just couldn't believe that he would watch his country's antiques end up in a foreign country.

"So what if I don't support you? I can't even protect myself in this condition, how can I protect those things?" After saying that, he turned around dejectedly and continued to evaluate those things.

Jiang Shanshan looked at his squatting back, pursed her lips, and when her eyes fell on the antiques, a meaningful light flashed in her eyes.

I heard that this village used to be a wealthy village, but after the war and the events that followed, the village fell into decline.

But as the saying goes, even a rotten boat still has three pounds of nails.