Upon hearing this, Shen Nianyi looked at Lin Han in surprise and said with a frown:

"You knew it was an antique, so why did you take it? Did you ignore my words?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Han immediately shook his head and said:

"I didn't take it. After I told him it was an antique, the robber ran away."

"However, he seems to be a guest of Manager Song, and the other party came to find him as soon as he arrived."

Shen Nianyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

Song Cheng is the manager of his own antique shop. Almost every antique he handles can be sold at a good price and with huge profits.

Thinking of this, Shen Nianyi suddenly remembered that she seemed to have always been a little confused about some of the antiques.

Last time there was a vase,

It's clearly something from the Qing Dynasty, how can it be sold at such a high price?

Thinking of this, Shen Nianyi was suddenly shocked and said quickly:

"What do you know about antiques?"

Lin Han now possesses the Eye of Truth and the Divine Pupil of Appreciation, and there is nothing that he cannot see.

He immediately said confidently:

“I don’t know much, but it’s definitely enough!”

Shen Nianyi nodded and said:

"Come with me."

Lin Han followed Shen Nianyi to the back of the house and saw a lot of antiques placed on the display cabinets in the back room.

"These are the antiques that Song Cheng collected before. Can you show me if there are any local products among them?"

Lin Han nodded and looked at the antiques.

Most of these antiques are from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. They are not expensive, and they are certainly not cultural relics.

Just when Lin Han thought it was almost impossible that there were other cultural relics, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an object.

In an inconspicuous corner,

There is another vase placed behind a vase from the early Republic of China period.

Just this one glance made Lin Han startled and he quickly activated the Eye of True Vision.

"Song Dynasty Wind Listening Bottle, made in the fifth year of Xuanhe period of the Northern Song Dynasty, took 999 years to make, produced in Ru Kiln, craftsman: Shu Cheng, no bottom, seal on the bottom of the bottle: Yi An Collection, estimated value: priceless."

Lin Han was shocked.

It turned out to be Tingfengping!

National treasure! Absolutely a national treasure!

The wind-listening bottle has a unique shape, smooth lines, a soft touch, and excellent appearance. It will rotate when there is wind and will not stop for a long time.

People in the Song Dynasty would place it behind a screen. Once the wind blew, the unique shape of the bottle mouth would make the bottle produce a strange sound, hence the name "Tingfeng Bottle".

Since the Jin people moved south and the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed, the Wind-Listening Bottle has not been unearthed again. We can only speculate about the magic of this porcelain through historical records.

Whether it exists in the history of porcelain is a mystery. In addition, this was produced by Ru Kiln, which is just 999 years old. Although the craftsman is not famous, the person who collected it is actually the famous Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao!

Such historical value and the value of the cultural relics themselves are truly unparalleled!

It is definitely qualified to be a national treasure!

Lin Han swallowed his saliva, carefully picked up the wind-listening bottle, looked at Shen Nianyi and said:

"Manager, what did Manager Song tell you about this bottle?"

Shen Nianyi thought for a moment and said:

"I remember he said this was a vase from the 9th year of the Jiaqing reign. It's not a good thing, probably worth only a few hundred thousand. It seems he's going to sell it in the next two days. What's wrong? Any problem?"

“Big problem!”

Lin Han sighed and said:

"If the Gongchun pot just now is a national treasure, this vase must at least be a top-level national treasure. Do you know the Ru kiln azure water basin from the Northern Song Dynasty? Compared to that one, this one is not only not inferior, but even better!"

Shen Nianyi was shocked when she heard this:

"Just this bottle? How is that possible?"

Lin Han thought for a moment and said:

"Come with me!"

Lin Han brought Shen Nianyi to the front desk, took out an old fan from under the counter, and placed the bottle carefully on the table.

As the fan turned, you could hear a gust of wind coming out from the mouth of the bottle. The sound of wind continued for a long time, and even when the fan was turned off, it still lingered in the bottle for a long time.

Looking at Shen Nianyi's surprised eyes, Lin Han explained the wind-listening bottle in detail.

When Shen Nianyi heard Lin Han say that it was a priceless treasure, sweat almost fell from her forehead.

If this were to be sold, not to mention little Song Cheng, even his own old man might not be able to afford it even if he used all his connections!

This Song Cheng actually dared to use his own shop to collect cultural relics, buy and sell them privately, and even concealed the truth and enriched himself!

Suddenly, a surge of anger surged into Shen Nianyi's heart, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Anything else? Find them all!"

Lin Han looked at the shelves again and found more than a dozen antiques that qualified as cultural relics.

Shen Nianyi was so angry that her face turned red. She picked up the phone and said:

"I'm going to call the police! How dare you hurt me!"

Lin Han quickly stopped him and said:

"Manager, if you call now, he can just say he made a mistake!"

Shen Nianyi frowned and said:

"What should we do then?"

Lin Han thought for a moment and said:

“You’re…”

When Shen Nianyi heard Lin Han's method, her eyes suddenly lit up and she quickly said:

"Well, let's do it!"

Shen Nianyi picked up the phone and dialed Song Cheng's number and said:

"Manager Song? Do you still remember the vase from the 9th year of Jiaqing? Yes, that's the one. Someone offered 300,000 yuan for it. I'm going to sell it. Do you want to come back and take a look?"

"Okay then. I'll wait for you!"

Shen Nianyi hung up the phone and said with gritted teeth:

"He's anxious!"

"He must know the value of this thing, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious."

After a while, Song Cheng came back in a hurry and said as soon as he entered the door:

"Who wants to buy that bottle? Not for sale!"

Shen Nianyi shrugged and said:

"The other party offered 500,000 yuan, and was in a hurry, so I sold it. Didn't you say it was only worth a few hundred thousand? Am I doing a good business?"

Song Cheng became anxious when he heard this, and pointed at Shen Nianyi and scolded him with a red face:

"You loser woman!"

"Do you know how much that thing is worth? Half a million? You idiot!

Even if you sell everything in your store, it won't be worth one tenth of it!"

"Fuck you! I've been walking for a while and you've been making trouble for me!"

Shen Nianyi became angrier and angrier as she listened, and said with a gloomy face:

"What did you scold me for?"

"Song Cheng! Let me tell you, you are just a manager in my store! You don't want to do this anymore, right?"

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he realized his own mistake.

But the wind-listening bottle obviously made him more sad.

He has already contacted foreign buyers, and this bottle can at least make him hundreds of millions!

"No, then! Do you think I want to work in your shop?"

"I'm telling you the truth, that bottle is a national treasure! If you sell it, you'll go to jail! Even your grandfather can't save you!"

Shen Nianyi sneered, turned around and said to the back room:

"Officer Chen, did you hear that?"

Song Cheng was startled when he heard this. He looked up and saw two policemen coming out with the wind-detecting bottle in their hands.

"You...you tricked me!"

Shen Nianyi sneered and said:

"You used my shop to buy and sell cultural relics, and you also pocketed the money. Fortunately, Lin Han was here, otherwise I would have been killed by you! You can expect to spend your next life in jail!"

Song Cheng looked blankly at Lin Han who had been standing behind Shen Nianyi, and sat down on the ground powerlessly.

Shen Nianyi and Lin Han followed the police to the police station to take a statement. When they walked out of the police station, it was almost dark.

Lin Han took out his cell phone and saw more than a dozen missed calls from hospitals. He immediately sighed.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Nianyi asked.

"nothing."

Lin Han sighed and said:

"I originally thought that Gong Chunhu would allow me to get a commission to pay for my father's surgery, but now everything is over."

Lin Han said this while squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

Shen Nianyi thought for a moment and said:

"How much money do you need?"

"About a few hundred thousand..."

Lin Han said this subconsciously, but before he could react, he heard a notification sound from his phone:

"Two hundred thousand yuan has been credited to my mobile banking account."

"Manager!"

Lin Han was startled and said quickly:

"No, I can't accept this. No merit, no reward!"

"Who said you were useless?"

Shen Nianyi shrugged and said:

"If it weren't for you, even if I was fine this time, I would still be scolded as a fool by my grandfather!"

"Besides, this money is not given to you for free!"

"I want you to attend an auction with me, tonight!"

"Originally, Song Cheng was supposed to go with me, but since your vision is not much worse than his, I will take you with me. How much you can earn depends on you!"