Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

"Squeak..."

The door was opened a crack, and two figures stood behind the door, one on the left and one on the right, like two bottles of door gods.

Li Dingan closed the door and paused for a moment: "Did you see everything?"

Sun Huaiyu didn't seem to hear him. He leaned against the wall, his eyelids drooping, as if he was dozing off.

Wang Chenggong looked confused: "What did you see?"

"Something in the basement!"

"Oh...Teacher Li, what did you say just now?"

He tilted his head and tried to recall, "I just saw a few stacks of boxes...a lot of monks...oh, and there seemed to be a pile of broken bricks..."

His expression was very lifelike and serious, but for some reason, Li Dingan just wanted to laugh.

"Pharaoh!"

"Ok?"

"It would be a pity if you don't act!"

"what?"

"It's okay, just report it how you want to, and say whatever you see!"

Lao Wang was startled, and then muttered: "I told you, didn't you see it? Besides, it has nothing to do with the case, why should we report it?"

Sun Huaiyu stopped pretending to be asleep and nodded vigorously.

With mixed feelings in his heart, Li Ding'an was speechless.

Although it does not belong to Lin Ziliang, he has been digging for more than ten years, so it is still somewhat related.

If they conceal the truth and fail to report it, they will be punished at least, or expelled at worst.

Comparing one's feelings with one's own, even if Li Ding'an was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it if he said it had nothing to do with that Jiuqi Zhulian...

"Don't worry, it won't be illegal, but it does take some time to deal with!"

He paused for a moment and sighed, "If anything goes wrong, I'll be responsible!"

Lao Wang was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "Teacher Li, don't worry, I understand!"

As he spoke, he nudged Sun Huaiyu with his elbow: "She understands too!"

"Yes, yes...I understand too..."

It's nothing more than delaying it for two days and reporting it later...

"Thank you!"

Li Ding'an smiled and was about to make a call when his cell phone rang first.

Zhang Hanguang!

Really can't stand the thought?

"what happened?"

"If you don't look at what time it is, why don't you come back?"

"I married you, do you care about me?" Li Ding'an sneered, "I have something to do today, so I won't go back!"

"Hey?"

Zhang Hanguang screamed strangely and rolled his eyes again, "Is Chen Jingshu here too?"

"if not?"

"I've been holding it in for a long time... It's okay. Come back. There are rooms in the bureau. I'll arrange them for you..."

Arrange it for your uncle?

Li Ding'an hung up the phone.

If it rings again, he will block it directly.

Just as he was about to call Shu Jing, there was movement outside the door, and two people stepped in one after the other.

"Done?"

Shu Jinghao nodded and put a few documents on the table: "I have submitted the information and it will be completed in three working days!"

"Has the account been transferred?"

"It was transferred, the transaction contract was signed, the record was filed, and the receipt was issued!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Li Ding'an breathed a sigh of relief and looked behind him, but it was empty.

"What about the two of you?"

"A fight at the housing authority!"

He was a little confused: How could he be quarreling even though he had made a fortune?

"why?"

"My son said he wanted to celebrate and go to a big hotel. The old Taoist priest thought the hotel was too expensive, so he asked us to find a restaurant to make peace with him. My son said he was being picky... and then they started to quarrel..."

"Didn't you tell me to come back and clean up?"

"Said it was cleaned up yesterday!"

Quite smart and good at living.

Li Ding'an nodded: "Thank you, we are almost busy here. You guys go back to the hotel with Mr. Chen!"

"I won't go back!" Chen Jingshu shook her head very firmly, "I can't sleep even if I go back!"

The shock was indeed a bit strong, and it was normal to not be able to sleep.

"That's okay... Then I have to trouble you to buy a few new sets of bedding on the street. We will stay here today..."

Lao Wang and Sun Huaiyu didn't care, they could deal with the old and the new, but Shu Jinghao and Yi Ning looked confused, their eyes bulging as they looked randomly at the faces of Li Ding'an and Chen Jingshu.

What's going on with these two, do they really want to settle here?

There was no way to explain it, so he just pretended not to see it and Li Dingan went to the side to make a phone call again.

"Professor Wu, I found something, I'm a little unsure... Well, it should be regarded as the Zhu family ancestral hall. There are statues of Zhu Yuanzhang and Ma Xiuying, but they are monks and jade girls... There are Zhu Di and Empress Xu, Chongzhen and Empress Zhou... "

"Sacrificial utensils? Yes. For the time being, we have only found the Deng, Dou, Gui, and Gui. However, they did not come from the royal court, but were built privately by descendants... Are there any more? I haven't looked at the rest yet, and they are probably gone..."

"What else? There are also a few paintings of Bada Shanren and Niu Shihui... Well, they are also statues of gods... So I suspect that this group should be after Bada Shanren... yes, also after Ning Wang Zhu Quan..."

"You want to send someone over? I don't dare to trouble Professor Zhang. I just want you to analyze and analyze whether there are any problems with laws and regulations... What, I don't understand... Ah, you still want to call Lu Yuan? Oh, I know. Already..."

Li Ding'an hung up the phone, still looking confused: Do you think you understand it?

Zhu's Ancestral Hall, the former residence of Bada Shanren, it should be no problem to apply for a provincial cultural relics protection unit and establish a few provincial projects...

But from Professor Wu’s point of view, it seems like there’s more to it than that?

But I can’t care about that much anymore. The most important thing now is: don’t get yourself involved just to make some money.

Must understand...

After thinking for a while, he called He Anbang again:

"Old He, do me a favor... I'll buy... Oh no, Mr. Chen bought an old courtyard... How old is it? The house is only fifty or sixty years old, but the things inside are quite old...

There are statues and inscriptions. It can be regarded as the ancestral hall of the Ming Dynasty royal family... Who painted it? Bada Shanren and Niu Shihui, and one is Tang Bohu, eight or nine in total... Help me analyze it... What, pull it back and analyze it slowly? What are you talking about? "

After hanging up the phone, Li Ding'an was even more confused: Did He Anbang drink too much?

Until now, the local porcelain factory is still digging non-stop, day and night, even in heavy rain, which shows how much attention is paid to it.

If you dare to pull you away, will they not fight with you?

The key point is that it's normal to be excited. After all, there are hundreds of millions, so why are you excited?

I feel like asking in vain...

"How about I ask the company's experts and lawyers!"

"Maybe not... It's not that they are unprofessional, but it involves too many aspects: the historical value, archaeological value, and scientific value of things... as well as ownership, possession, ownership, loss, and land and houses. , related properties, underground attachments, etc., relationships and conflicts in laws, regulations, and local policies...

And this is just a policy issue, there are more complex issues: these things may also involve some political factors of a special era, so not only must they be professional, but they must also be authoritative..."

To put it bluntly, my level is not high enough, and I am not even qualified to interrupt!

Chen Jingshu understood immediately and thought for a while: "How about asking the curator and secretary!"

Li Ding'an was shocked: Use a cannon to kill mosquitoes?

He wasn't even ready to call Wang Yongqian.

"It's not to that point yet, just in case, please consult first!"

Li Ding'an thought about it for a moment: "I'll ask Professor Xiang and Professor Chen again!"

After another two or three phone calls, Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu were dumbfounded: Teacher Li’s network is too broad?

As a result, the descendants of the Bada Mountain people, the descendants of King Ning, and the Zhu family ancestral hall all asked how many things there were and how long the memorial ceremony had been held. They all said the same thing: pull the things back first, and then help him slowly. analyze. At first glance, I asked in vain. But Li Ding'an heard the implication: move quickly, if you delay even a little bit, you won't even be able to leave the provincial border, let alone selling...

The question is, are you not ready to sell?

After hanging up the phone, Li Ding'an was even more confused.

No one got to the point, so isn't it just asking in vain?

Then who can I ask for advice?

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a "dong" sound outside the door, and then, like a drum beating: "Dong dong dong dong dong..."

It's definitely not those two men, nor Shu Jinghao and Yi Ning. They can at most knock, not smash.

Probably a guest.

"Closed!"

"Stop, uncle, open the door for me!"

I go……

Li Ding'an was stunned and looked at Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu blankly.

Ever since they left the basement, these two people have never left their sight, and they have never even touched their mobile phones. How did Zhang Hanguang know this place and chase after them?

The two of them were more confused than him. After a moment's thought, Wang Chenggong suddenly realized: "Teacher Li, police officers have their own position!"

Okay, forget about this...

Sun Huaiyu quickly ran over and opened the door again. Zhang Hanguang walked in with his hands behind his back and his horoscope steps.

When he saw the ghost screen, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked around: a side skirt, a wax skirt, a silver crown, a collar, horns, a bronze sheng, a thin knife, a long bell, and even a knife pouch and a knife ladder.

Feel like entering a Miao folk custom shop?

Coincidentally, Shu Jinghao and Yi Ning also bought new bedding and toiletries. Zhang Hanguang looked at them and grinned with his teeth bared: "Okay, it's quite sentimental..."

Flirting with your sister!

Li Ding'an looked helpless: "You are so idle, the case will not be solved?"

"What do you think I'm here for?"

Zhang Hanguang glared at him and then said with a playful smile, "Mr. Chen, please be patient and wait for two days... I will open a Hilton for you!"

After "Teng", Chen Jingshu blushed, gritted her teeth, and looked around as if she was trying to catch something.

Zhang Hanguang ducked to the side, but Li Ding'an stood in the middle and sighed: "Isn't it serious?"

Nonsense, why don't you calculate it? How fast has the case progressed since you joined the task force?

If I had known you earlier, I would have solved the case long ago. Why should I be tortured for three years in excruciating pain?

"Go back with me first, and then hold on, ten days and a half at most..."

You even dared to lie to the minister, why did I believe you?

"It's really not possible today..."

Just halfway through his reply, Li Ding'an had an idea, "I have some questions, please ask me first!"

"Just ask!"

"Do you understand the law?"

What the hell are you farting? You don’t know what I do?

Zhang Hanguang stared, and Li Ding'an hugged his neck again, "Haha... sit down first, Xiao Shu, pour some tea!"

"Hurry up!"

"Here's the thing: If I dig something out of my house, who does it belong to?"

"You are also an expert after all, you ask me? Before the Civil Code was promulgated, no matter whether you were made of porcelain, copper, iron, paper, or what dynasty or generation you were from, as long as it was dug out of the ground, it would belong to the state. !”

"now what?"

"It depends on the situation: all the tombs are confiscated. If it is not a tomb but buried by ancestors, there must be relevant evidence, which is the so-called inheritance in an orderly manner... If the things were buried by other people's ancestors, but you bought a house, then it will not matter When the property rights are transferred, the things also belong to you... Of course, you must prove that the inheritance is legal..."

"If it's not dug, for example, if it's placed in the basement, how can it be counted?"

"Do you know what underground is? Under the surface of a building, even if your basement is built on the 18th floor, as long as it is not under the foundation, it is considered above ground! But you must prove that these things were unearthed before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and then Being put into the basement... there is another point: if the cultural relics from before the Tang Dynasty are still at risk of being confiscated..."

"What if it has never been buried in the ground from beginning to end?"

"Is there such a good thing? Is there anything else? Bring me a car..."

"Be serious!"

"That's easy, even if it's a bronze tripod from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it's still yours... Of course, you have to prove that it was your ancestor who hid the tripod at that time, and each generation of ancestors in the inheritance must have a name! "

Our ancestors from five thousand years ago...do you think this bastard is swearing?

"What if I dug out some more gold and silver from the cracks in the wall?"

"Then there's no problem: as long as you have the ownership and possession rights of the house, even if you take out ten tons, it's all yours... You don't need to worry about silver, you can sell it however you want. But not gold, if the transaction quantity is too large, you must Report!”

"Not ordinary gold and silver, but gold and silver ingots!"

"Isn't that still a cultural relic?" Zhang Hanguang spread his hands, "Just follow what I said before, you can figure it out for yourself!"

Li Ding'an felt relieved and took a long breath: "I understand!"

Chen Jingshu was thoughtful, Shu Jinghao and Yi Ning were confused, but Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu looked at each other in confusion, one after another confused:

It feels like these two people made the pile of things in the basement legal with just a few words?

Fortunately, they both had to worry about it for a long time...

"No...it's useless for you to ask this, right?"

Suddenly, Zhang Hanguang also thought about it, "I know how many houses you have: one for my grandparents, one for my parents, and one in the capital... They are all buildings, and the earliest one is only two Who has been hiding things in pillars for you for ten years?”

Li Ding'an opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Chen Jingshu seemed still angry and didn't even look at him.

An assistant and a secretary were even more confused than him.

Looking at Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu, they lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him at all.

No... why do you look like a thief?

You can't really dig out gold and silver...

Thinking about it, Zhang Hanguang glanced around, his eyes passing over the table unintentionally.

Real estate transaction invoices, transaction contracts, receipts, acknowledgments from the Housing Authority... It seems like this is it, or is it Chen Jingshu's name?

Good guy... It cost 30 million for such a shabby courtyard?

Hmm... Could it be that you really discovered something good?

But that’s not right?

Even if they pick up a big leak, it is Chen Jingshu and Li Ding'an who will make a fortune. Why are you two panicking?

Zhang Hanguang stared at Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu with a suspicious look on his face. Then his mind flashed: gold...silver...treasure?

Then another screen flashed:

"What are you so concerned about? Even if you really dig up a treasure, the local people won't give you a single copper."

"What if it's not buried in the ground but piled in a corner, doesn't it count as digging?"

"How much did you drink and you still didn't wake up?"

"What if?"

"Just in case...if you can find it, I'll call you dad..."

With his heart beating "dong dong dong", Zhang Hanguang exclaimed: "Lin Ziliang's treasure?"

"fart!"

Li Ding'an slapped the table, "Do you have a relationship with him?"

"Holy shit...really found it? Where is it? Take me to see..."

Zhang Hanguang was startled, his eyes bulging out: "Oh yes...the basement...where is the basement?"

With roars in their mouths, people also rushed into the yard, and then they kept opening and closing the doors like headless ropes.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang..."

"I found it, but it has nothing to do with the case!" Li Ding'an sighed, "Think carefully, if Lin Ziliang had been here, would it still be my turn?"

"Put it...oh no, it's me who farts...let me see it first, I can judge for myself if it's relevant..."

"Okay... let you see!"

He shook his head and opened the basement door.

"Deng deng dang deng deng!"

On the 30th floor, Zhang Hanguang stepped down in five or six steps. Li Ding'an was still looking for the light rope, so he rushed through the door first.

"Bah", the light bulb flashed orange light, Zhang Hanguang stared straight at the pile on the ground, as if he was electrocuted, the flesh on his cheeks kept twitching, kept twitching:

"I...what the hell...you said this is 'a little bit'?" (End of Chapter)