Chapter 167 Han Ming's Pain

Now that we know where the things are, it is impossible to get them back.

Mr. Smith is not an ordinary person. Since he dares to do it, forget about finding any evidence. The most important thing now is to find a way to get the things back.

Du Ruo was frowning all day because of this matter. She looked at Yuan Tingchuan with resentment every day, and felt helpless as she watched the big boss.

No matter how capable he is, he can't steal things from Smith's house. If he wants to make a deal with him, the other party will definitely ask for a huge price.

Or maybe that was exactly what they were planning, so they attacked Du Ruo. Attacking Yuan Tingchuan directly would be too offensive and would not achieve the desired effect.

No matter what they took away, it was not a big deal for Yuan Tingchuan. They had no access to the Yuan family's valuable things. Ordinary things did not hurt Yuan Tingchuan either. Instead, they would make him unhappy, and the loss would not be worth the gain.

It would be a different matter if they took away the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl. This was a true national treasure, and one piece was worth all the losses. Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan had a special relationship, and if Yuan Tingchuan insisted on getting it back, they would have to think carefully about it, as this was a big deal.

One afternoon, Du Ruo slammed the table and stood up. These two people really took the bean buns as dry food, and picked the soft persimmons to squeeze, bullying themselves, right? She wanted to pick up the leak. She wanted to pick up a big leak that would make Smith itch. She wanted Smith to return the things to her on his own initiative! !

No matter how good her plan was, she couldn't leave the house for the time being because a major construction project of the municipal government was stalled. As Du Ruo had expected, a large tomb from the Han Dynasty was discovered along the planned route, which stopped the construction team in their tracks.

Han Ming and Qu's father stood side by side in front of a big pit. They felt as if there was a bottomless abyss under their feet, which made them feel cold all over.

Experts and scholars who were hastily called in to survey the site have preliminarily concluded that this is an imperial tomb with inestimable value and that the project could no longer proceed.

Seeing the lively crowds surrounding the place in three layers, the villagers of Dongsheng Village were dumbfounded. The price of the relocation had been agreed upon, and they were even packing their things, waiting to move as soon as the money arrived. What was the situation now?

What happened? Han Ming was like in a dream. He wanted to know what happened. How could a huge ancient tomb suddenly appear? It was an emperor's tomb. Would it take at least 10 to 8 years to complete? What about his project? The country has regulations. In this case, the losses are borne by the developer. He can't pay back the money he owes even if he sells the property.

Father Qu kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly scolded those engineers in his heart, saying they were a bunch of rubbish. There was an old emperor buried here, and they didn’t find him after surveying all day?

In any case, the project had to be stopped, but the commercial district in front was still under construction. If this road was blocked, another road had to be taken. The municipal department came up with the first plan and decided to go through Xingwang Village.

The staff has been negotiating with Shengshi Group recently. This piece of land has been sold to Shengshi Group earlier. If the municipal department wants to develop it, they can't go around them.

Du Ruo was thinking about her garbage pit. Niu Jiang and his two brothers had not finished yet. The porcelain fragments could not be dug out with an excavator, and they could not be simply thrown out roughly. Niu Jiang would not agree to anything, so she had to discuss it with Niu Jiang again.

Niu Jiang was very stubborn about the porcelain, and after much persuasion from Du Ruo, he reluctantly agreed to let Du Ruo send some people to help pick out the porcelain fragments piece by piece. He also repeatedly emphasized that the people sent must be meticulous and absolutely careful so as not to cause secondary damage.

Even if Niu Jiang didn't say it, Du Ruo would have to remind him, because this is her treasure pot.

On the day of picking up the porcelain fragments, Du Ruo came to the scene in person. The picking process was very slow. Sometimes they would be pieced together into a complete object, and then they would be packed up separately, waiting to be repaired later. Other times, there would be just a few fragments missing, so Niu Jiang would have people constantly searching and comparing.

At the end of the day, the three brothers were all covered in dust and dirt, but they looked very happy.

They really like to study and manufacture porcelain, not necessarily to make counterfeits. Niu Jiang had previously discussed with Du Ruogou the idea of ​​setting up a porcelain factory specializing in the research of modern porcelain. Du Ruo agreed and would start preparations once this task was completed.

Not far from them, people were also working hard.

Archaeological experts are leading their staff in the preparations before the archaeological excavation.

Han Ming had become numb from what he had seen. He returned home in a daze and fell headfirst onto the bed, shocking the entire Han family.

He felt like he was dreaming, and all his years of hard work had gone down the drain. If that were all, it would be fine, but he still had countless debts on his back, a number that gave him the chills whenever he thought about it.

Mother Han threw herself on him, wailing, "My son, what happened to you? The whole family is counting on you. You can't fall down. What happened?"

Father Han was also anxious. He looked at his most outstanding son, the supporter of his second half of life, and saw that his face was pale and he was lying on the bed in sweat. He was so anxious that he kept turning around.

Han Luo stamped his feet and said, "Hurry up and send him to the hospital! My second brother must have suffered from heat stroke. If this thing is not handled properly, it will cost lives. Hurry up and hurry up."

After hearing what he said, everyone became anxious, even Liu Mei was a little anxious. Although she was divorced from Han Yan on the surface, she did not leave home. She was still counting on the Han family to support her and her son.

Liu Mei ran to the bathroom, threw a wet towel over and handed it to Han's mother: "Hurry up and wipe him." This was her brother-in-law, and it was not convenient for her to do it.

It was impossible to count on Qu Xin. Han's mother took the towel and wiped her son's face carefully, muttering: "You can't fall down. The whole family is counting on you. If anything happens, think positively. It doesn't matter if you make more or less. We are already so rich now. What does it matter if we make more or less?"

Han Ming felt the shock of the cold towel on his face, and he came to his senses a little. He felt a sharp pain in his heart. He grabbed the towel and threw it on the ground, glaring at everyone in the room hatefully.

Why did he need to wake up? He wished he would never wake up. What was the point of waking up?

Seeing him throw the towel on the ground, Han's mother was stunned for a moment. Before she could say anything, she heard Han Ming let out a painful wail, holding his head and rolling on the bed, screaming.

The Han family was shocked, and Han Luo jumped onto the bed and hugged him.