Liu Xingming couldn't help but be stunned and said angrily: "You kid is just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse. Could it be that he really thought he was an antique master? What kind of costume is a student here?"

Old Fang smiled and shook his head, "Antiques are the art and taste of playing, and they have nothing to do with identity."

Those who can come to Yipin Pavilion for dinner are all well-known people in Jinhai City. Fang Lao said that if Liu Xingming still makes things difficult for Lynch now, it would be his fault.

"You kid just want to see it. Could you still see the flowers?" Liu Xingming snorted disdainfully and threw the vase over at will.

Lynch took the vase, put it in his ear and shook it a few times, and his face suddenly turned happy.

Although this vase is a high-quality imitation, it is unusual.

Just now when Liu Xingming was about to smash the bottle, almost no one noticed that there was a small clanging sound in the vase. If Lynch had not practiced the Hunyuan True Qi Art, his perception would have been slightly sharper than that of ordinary people.

And how could such a crisp sound be made inside an ordinary bottle?

He looked around and shook several times, and was about to open his divine eyes to see the mystery, but Liu Xingming sneered, "Why, have you seen something come? Or, I will give you this fake?"

Lynch frowned slightly and said, "You bought this bottle with money. I bought it at the original price. What do you think?"

"Haha, if you want to buy it, then take it." Liu Xingming said coldly: "The local bun is a local bun. Even a fake is a treasure, but it is not good to use it to fool people."

In order to show off in Jiang Ruoqing, Liu Xingming naturally tried his best to smear the other party to raise himself.

Jiang Ruoqing knows Lynch best, but his family is an ordinary student, so where can I get the money to buy this antique, let alone a fake?

"Lynch, aren't you still having something to do today? Put down the bottle and let's go." Jiang Ruoqing winked at Lynch.

"To be honest, I'm not full yet, and I haven't paid Mr. Liu yet..." Lynch looked through the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand and said without raising his head.

"Where do you have that much money?" Jiang Ruoqing said anxiously. If Lynch had money, he wouldn't have to come to their hospital for an internship.

"Don't worry, I'll be rich after I sell this thing later."

As soon as Lynch's divine eyes opened, his gaze penetrated the appearance of the bottle. In his eyes, the bottle turned into a transparent shape. At the bottom of the bottle, there was a quaint small box hidden, which was inlaid with a small mechanism. The shaking sound just now was made by the box.

But Lynch hadn't seen the box clearly yet, and three seconds later, his vision returned to normal.

"Forget it, I have 500,000 here, I just think it's thanking you for repaying the hospital's losses last time." Jiang Ruoqing also knew that these men were all face-saving animals. Now Lynch must be unable to get out of Taiwan, so she took out her bank card.

"No need, I've seen some clues. This is a good thing." Lynch stood up and said.

This statement made Mr. Fang look dark. He had said just now that this was just a high-quality imitation. Now he said it was a good thing. Isn’t this obvious that he can’t get along with him?

Fang Lao said unhappy: "Young man, what's the basis for you to say this is a good thing?"

"I just guessed that this thing should be worth not bad." Lynch thought to himself. If it was an ordinary thing, it wouldn't take any effort to hide it in this vase.

"Young man, be down-to-earth, don't be too ambitious, and do something fraudulent." Old Fang snorted.

Lynch was immediately a little unhappy. He was just talking about his opinion, and where did he offend him again?

Jiang Ruoqing covered her forehead and was anxious on the side. Now even Mr. Fang has offended her. She is very suspicious whether Lynch can still walk out from here.

But Lynch was still flipping through the bottle, and finally, he found a bulge at the bottom of the bottle.

Lynch looked happy and pressed hard. With a click, it seemed as if a mechanism had been opened. A small crack appeared around the bottom of the bottle.

Holding the bottom of the bottle tightly, Lynch twisted it gently for a few turns, and after a moment, he completely removed the bottom of the bottle. There was an ancient box inside, with a faint smell of agarwood.

"So, there is a universe inside this bottle!"

Several people were surprised on the spot.

It is a saying in the antique world that has the universe inside. Many experts are unwilling to let treasures appear in order to cover up their eyes and see, so they designed a secret door of mechanisms and hid the treasures in ordinary objects.

And it is amazing that this bottle can also design such an exquisite mechanism, and even Master Fang has deceived him.

Lynch took out the agarwood box, but saw a poem written on it, with two small characters Tang Yin engraved on it!

"Young man, can you let me see?" Old Fang suddenly became excited and wished he could grab the agarwood box directly.

"Well, Mr. Fang, you know more about this..." Lynch handed the agarwood box to him.

Mr. Fang tossed and turned several times, his hands began to tremble, and finally his eyes fell on the poem on the box, and he slowly recited it: "I painted the blue river water in the evening pavilion, the maple leaves were sad, the autumn leaves were scattered in the Buddhist temple, and the cigarettes were curling around the sutra building. His writing was Tang Yin, which is clearly the original work of Tang Bohu in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Tang Bohu?" Everyone who knew antiques or not was surprised. Tang Bohu was the leader of the four great talents, and his original works were hard to find. There were even fewer ones on the box like this.

Lynch silently recited the poem and then discovered the mystery: "This is still a hidden poem. Look at the first sentence of each poem, the four words "I love Qiuxiang". Is this the token of Tang Bohu when he pursues Qiuxiang?"

"It's absolutely impossible to be wrong." Old Fang was excited and breathing was not smooth, and he said tremblingly: "This agarwood box is indeed a box filled with rouge in the Ming Dynasty. Tang Bohu is a talented man in Fengliu. His pursuit of Qiuxiang was a biography of later generations and was remade into the movie "Tang Bohu's Lights of Autumn Fragrance". This agarwood rouge box must be the kind of love he gave to Qiuxiang!"

No one expected that this was the thing that Tang Bohu had been chasing Qiuxiang. The meaning of this agarwood rouge box alone far exceeded the value of it being an antique in the Ming Dynasty.

What's more, the handwriting on it is vigorous and powerful, unrestrained, and casual, and it is also the original work of Tang Bohu.

I'm afraid there is no second one in this agarwood rouge box in this world, and it's so precious.
Chapter completed!