She put the bracelet down and said to Jiang Danshu seriously: "Don't just say one, I will help you fix ten!"

Jiang Danshu took out a pagoda from her bag. It was only the size of her forearm and had many holes on it.

"This is the Golden Jewel Tower, which was passed down from my great-grandfather's generation. It was said to be a treasure from the Qing Palace. When I was young and ignorant, I dug out all the gems from it and sold them."

Fang Zongtang's heart was bleeding.

"If I were your great grandfather, I would definitely kick open the coffin lid and beat you up!"

Jiang Danshu was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled.

"You, young woman, speak as if you are older than me."

Jiang Danshu told her about family matters, and she also revealed a few things.

"I was raised by my great-grandfather!"

Jiang Danshu was stunned again, and thought a lot in her mind. She knew what to ask and what not to ask.

"I bought back the gems on this pagoda one by one later." Jiang Danshu said as she took out a square box from her bag.

The gems are all in the box.

"The one on the top is this night-shining pearl." Jiang Danshu placed the night-shining pearl on the top.

Then arrange the remaining gems into a tower shape.

"This tower has been set up like this since I was a child!"

Fang Zongtang immediately stared at it and memorized it in his mind.

While she was memorizing the location of the gems, Jiang Danshu was watching in the yard.

Look at the Qin Ding, look at the reclining Buddha, and finally squat down to look at the collected broken porcelain.

After noting the location of the jewels, she began to focus on the tower.

Such pagodas are usually made by believers and sent to temples for worship.

There are subtle scratches on the tower gate.

This scratch seems to be caused by opening the door frequently.

"Ms. Jiang, have you ever opened this tower?"

Jiang Danshu was concentrating on looking at the broken porcelain. After hearing her question, she was stunned for a moment before answering.

"Does the tower have a door?"

She felt like she had discovered an incredible treasure.

He groped his way down the tower layer by layer with his hands.

When Jiang Danshu saw Fang Zongtao's expression, she stopped looking at the broken porcelain and quickly ran over to take a look.

This golden pagoda does not seem to be cast in one piece, but assembled.

After searching for a while and finding no mechanism, she turned her attention to the top of the tower.

I pressed it, but there was no response.

How about twisting it?

It can really be twisted!

Jiang Danshu's eyes widened.

“How can you unscrew it?”

Fang Zongtang: Really? Your baby, don’t you know?

After turning it half a turn, the door of the pagoda opened.

When Jiang Danshu saw clearly what was inside, her eyes widened.

"There's a gem inside."

She quickly picked up the golden tower and looked at it.

"Just as I thought, this tower is assembled, otherwise it would be impossible to put the beads in."

This discovery was undoubtedly huge for Jiang Danshu.

This is a treasure passed down in her family.

Her father gave it to her when she was very young and asked her to play with it.

When Jiang Danshu thought of how much her father loved her, she burst into tears.

Fang Zongtao turned his head and took a look: Why are you still crying?

She didn't say she wanted it?

She flexed her fingers and began to spin the top of the tower again.

There was no problem with the first circle, but on the second circle, the top layer of the tower started to move.

She tried it and easily dismantled the pagoda.

A white bead slightly smaller than a quail egg was placed on a lotus pedestal engraved with lotus patterns.

With this pattern and this storage method, could it be a relic?

Jiang Danshu also understood what it was, and immediately clasped her hands together devoutly, urging Fang Zongtang to restore the pagoda.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, we just discovered it accidentally, and we didn't have any bad intentions. Please don't blame us, Buddha!"

Fang Zongtang: It's as if she has committed a huge sin by demolishing a pagoda!

If you are guilty, you are the one who is guilty first, because you were the first to pick up the jewels.