Walking inside, Qin Qinghuai casually opened a tightly sealed wooden box, then peeled back the layers of oilcloth, revealing a brightly colored vase.
"Is this... an antique?"
Simply point the flashlight at him so the man can see clearly.
Qin Qinghuai's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Enamel-painted yellow-ground six-sided vase for celebrating longevity,"
This is simple and unprofessional; the only question you can ask is...
Is it true?
Qin Qinghuai pursed his lips.
"I only know a little bit about it, but since it's placed here so solemnly and with such caution, it must be genuine."
"ah,"
Simply straighten up.
“I understand now. Before, they all said that the family had been divided up, and they talked about the family assets. My brother gave me a lot, my uncle gave me a lot, and my second uncle and aunt gave me some. I thought that was a lot. It turns out that what they took away were the lighter items, and the big stuff is still buried here.”
These boxes, wow!
This family is incredibly wealthy; they have a fortune. In times of chaos, they have gold; in times of prosperity, they have antiques. Aren't they about to strike it rich?
Qin Qinghuai also stood up, wiped the dust off his hands, carefully wrapped the oilcloth around his hands, and closed the box.
“Not only is it inconvenient to transport large items, but these things are also fragile and easily damaged. It’s safer to keep them here than to move them. After all, this is a military compound, and ordinary people can’t get in, let alone loot or vandalize it.”
"Hey! No one dares to vandalize it, but what if someone takes a fancy to this house someday? It's not right to leave it unoccupied and just occupy the space."
"Alright then, I understand what you're thinking, brother. It's safer to keep the things in your own hands. You get up first, I'll put them away."
Qin Qinghuai took a few steps back, his face tense. To be honest, he had understood all this over the years, but knowing it was one thing, he had never actually seen it with his own eyes before, except for the time he went out to put things away. This was the first time he had ever seen something being received.
Without her making any move, she simply waved her hand, and the box she had just opened disappeared, followed by the cabinet, the table, and finally the largest bed, the canopy bed. Almost instantly, in the blink of an eye, the not-so-small cellar was empty.
To be honest, it was quite shocking.
"Are you done? If you are, go upstairs."
After walking down the steps and thinking for a moment, I pulled out a large broom.
"You hold up the flashlight, and I'll shine it."
As he spoke, he grabbed a broom and rushed inside, sweeping the floor quickly and thoroughly, leaving no corner untouched.
When they retreated to the steps, the cellar was filled with a thick, smoky atmosphere, as if a strong wind had just blown. Even Jian Dan himself was choked and coughing repeatedly.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
They climbed out of the house, restored the cellar, put the threshold back in its original position, and then restored the stove pit to its original state, making sure no one could tell a trace of damage. Only then did they clap their hands.
"Do you think they've finished talking at home?"
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