The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

"If I can save these things, my great-grandfather's living conditions should be quite good!"

Song Yi: It’s quite good!
"My great-grandfather won't hide just this little thing, right?"

Song Yi: Is it still a little?

Fang Zongtang: "Let's tear down the ceilings of all the toilets in this villa!"

Three more treasure mountains of similar size were harvested.

Song Yi: "It should be almost done."

For a Rongxiang shopkeeper to be able to save so much, he is already running a good business!
Fang Zongtang also felt that this was quite right.

But ~
She found a notebook among the paintings and calligraphy, which recorded all of her great-grandfather’s property!
After comparing them one by one, she found that there were discrepancies.

The villa and bungalow by the sea also had a shop transferred to her name, and it was written on the shop.

But there are still three shops, and the 70.00% shares of Laoxingtang are not comparable to many gold, silver, jewelry and antiques.

For example, the Dongzhu Pagoda of the Northern Song Dynasty has no.

The Qianlong blue and white hollows don’t even have a vase!
Han Dynasty white jade gold crown, no.

There are also no Tang Dynasty pottery figurines of maids holding lamps.

There are a lot of very distinctive things, but none of them are there.

Those things must account for two-thirds of the book.

"My great-grandfather couldn't have carried so many things with him back then. The things must still be in the sea market!"

Song Yi was frightened just by looking at the things on the ground, and when he heard her say there were more, his hands almost shook.

"Will it be robbed?" He raised a possibility.

Fang Zongtang was thinking about the mountains he saw when he just entered.

"The mountain behind the villa also belongs to my great-grandfather, right?"

Song Yi nodded dryly.

Fang Zongtang thought of a possibility.

"Do you think my great-grandfather buried things in the back mountain?"

Song Yi: "It shouldn't be possible. This place is close to the sea, and many things cannot be soaked in water."

She thought again of the drainage ditch she had seen when she entered the house.

"Don't even think about it, what does my great-grandfather do? If he can bury it, he must be waterproofed in advance, right?"

Song Yi was silent.She went on to guess.

"If it were me, I would bury the things in a puddle or a mire!"

Song Yi: Could it be that you think your great-grandfather is too good?

How could he, a shopkeeper, have so much money?

Half an hour later, the mountain behind was a quagmire!
"I didn't expect that there really was a quagmire? It hasn't been cleared out for so many years. Isn't this a geomantic treasure?"

It just doesn’t taste good, it smells like mud!

Song Yi took the shovel and started digging resignedly.

Half an hour later, the shovel dug something.

It was the sound of iron hitting.

After digging for a while, a large iron box was exposed.

After the box was opened, there was also a camphor wood box wrapped in cowhide.

It’s a big box full of ancient books!
They were all ancient books, and I flipped through a few at random.

It existed in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties!
She got it.

"At that time, gold and jewelry were the hard currency during the chaos. Many ancient books were thrown on the street and no one picked them up!"

Song Yi: Grandpa is also an expert at picking up leaks!

Lift the box out and put it aside, and continue digging.

Within a few minutes, another iron box was dug up.

When I opened it, I saw it was an ancient book.

Things that were worthless at that time can now cost as little as a million!

It’s so exciting to dig!
Keep digging and digging~
In one afternoon, I didn’t finish digging!
It took another day to dig out all the muddy ponds.

There are ten boxes of ancient books, two boxes of calligraphy and paintings, two boxes of porcelain, and one box of half and half porcelain and jewelry.

This time we didn’t come with just two people, we brought all the helpers we could.

Silk paintings of Liu, Fang Jing and Li Jun and his son.

The six of them carried everything back to the villa, they were so exhausted!
Seven chapters are over, continue tomorrow!