1182: The Professor

The Professor

Moreover, it wasn't a recent one. It looked to be at least more than a hundred years old.1

People like Mo Boyuan who grew up in aristocratic families didn't know much about cultural relics, but with a glance, they could still distinguish most of the information.

The workmanship, craftsmanship, and the words and patterns on it could all explain its whereabouts.

Mo Boyuan was very sure of it at first glance.

Jiang Tingxu was in shock for ages before she finally came back to her senses.

"This... is true?" There was still a tone of disbelief in her voice.

Lu Yunhua didn't lie to her?

"Not necessarily. We'll see when we get back."

"Okay."

All of a sudden, Jiang Tingxu was a little anxious.

"Hurry up and get home," she urged.

Mo Boyuan laughed again. He stepped on the accelerator and the car gradually increased its speed.

After returning to Zichen Mountain, Jiang Tingxu gently handed the sleeping child in her arms to his father.

"Hold him gently," she warned.

Mo Boyuan suddenly felt a little offended.

"Got it."

Was it necessary?

So what if he woke up?

Heh.

However, she was ultimately more relaxed than usual. After sending Little Ningning back to his room, the couple went straight to the study room.

Mo Boyuan found a magnifying glass from somewhere and began to carefully observe the strange black thing.

It was indeed very detailed. Even the patterns on both sides were specifically one millimeter apart.

"Look at the craftsmanship and material. It belongs to the late Qing dynasty."

"An antique?"

"It can be said to be, but it's not worth much. At most, it could be sold for a few thousand dollars."

A few thousand yuan was still a high price, but it sure would not exceed two thousand yuan!

F*ck...

It was no wonder Miss Lu Yunhua looked down on it.

Moreover, they had probably investigated it as a family keepsake but couldn't find it at all!

Otherwise, how could they hand it over so easily?

Mo Boyuan looked at the front and back many times before he stood up.

"The shape is indeed very strange. Take a photo."

"Why take a photo?"

"My mother has an old classmate who specializes in this area. Take a photo and send it over. See if he can find any clues on his side."

Jiang Tingxu didn't have any objections to this.

However, she didn't have much hope.

If she could think of it, Lu Yunhua and the Jun family would possibly have thought of it too.

They hadn't gotten any useful information all these years, right?

But, what if?

A photo was quickly taken. Mo Boyuan contacted the professor and sent it over immediately.

Coincidentally, the professor was currently studying some artifacts that had been unearthed some time ago. After receiving the photo, he roughly looked it over.

Interestingly, he paused mid-scan.

"Ah Yuan, how did you get this thing?" he asked.

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across the couple's faces.

"Do you know about this?" they asked.

"I've seen the same pattern before," replied the professor.

What was this?

They had spent a lot of effort to find out about this thing but the professor found out so effortlessly?

Who would have thought that he would be aware!

The couple looked at each other in silence. Mo Boyuan spoke into the phone again.

"Where have you seen this before, Professor?" he asked.

However, the professor did not answer his question on the phone.

"Why don't you tell me how this thing ended up at your place?" the professor asked back.

Eh... He couldn't tell the truth. After all, this was related to the identity of his father-in-law.

"I just got it from someone else," he replied.

This wasn't far from the truth.

The professor was a little agitated. "I'm currently on a business trip," he said. "In a week, I'm going back to Jin City. We can talk about it when we meet."

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