Zhengyangmen: I refuse to be a bootlicker, Su Meng panicked

That's right, he was Zhang Huai, the Tianjin "Ghost Eye" who had assisted Liu Hexuan in appraising antiques. At that time, Liu Hexuan had even deceived him and falsely accused him of being a bastard who was reselling antiques abroad!

For this reason, Zhang Huai changed his nickname from Ghost Eye to Blind Eye. But why would he come today?

"Mr. Xiao Han, I heard that your museum opened today. I, Zhang Huai, don't have the face to come and see you, but with so many national treasures here, I still hope to come and see them in my lifetime. Mr. Xiao Han, do you mind?"

Zhang Huai seemed a little embarrassed, as if he was still feeling ashamed of what had happened before.

"How could that be? Please come in!" Han Chunming said with a smile, "My master, the Nine Gates Admiral Guan, is a close friend of yours. He will surely be very happy to have you here."

"That old guy, just don't pick a fight with me." Seeing that Han Chunming didn't embarrass him because of what happened before, Zhang Huai finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but join in the joke.

After sending Zhang Huai into the museum, Han Chunming's smile became much more relaxed.

Zhang Huai was a bit stubborn, but he still loved his country. Plus, he was also bewitched by Liu Hexuan, so why would he care?

"Brother Chunming!"

A familiar voice came from behind him again. Han Chunming turned around and saw that it was Guan Xiaoguan who drove up.

Several people got out of her car, including Tang Qingshan, Old Man Guan, Marquis Polan, and Ghost Hand Zhang.

"Are you here too, old man?" Han Chunming stepped forward and supported Ghost Hand Zhang Ding.

Ghost Hand Zhang's health has been getting worse over the past two years, and Han Chunming originally thought that he would not come.

"That Ru kiln celadon glaze sunflower washbasin has not been seen by anyone since it was restored. It will be exhibited here this time. How can I not come?" Ghost Hand Zhang was in good spirits and said with a smile.

"Yes! The old man is determined to come no matter what, and no matter how much we try to persuade him, he won't stop." Guan Xiaoguan also laughed.

"Then hurry in, this person is almost here." Han Chunming said with a smile.

It was indeed almost time, because Han Chunming's feat shocked the entire Yanjing.

Not only did the bigwigs in the antique world gather here, but even media reporters rushed to report on it. Add to that the ordinary people who wanted to come in and take a look, and it can be said that the place was packed with people.

Originally, Han Chunming was worried that there would be a riot with so many people, but the fifteen guys from the security department, led by Tang Peishan, led these people in an orderly manner, and no problems occurred at all.

This made Han Chunming very pleased.

Sure enough, the right person was chosen. Tang Peishan is the most suitable person for this position.

Of course, good security arrangements are only part of the museum. What is truly shocking is the huge number of collections in the museum.

There are thousands of collections, big and small, in total. Even several official museums in China and several large museums abroad cannot compare to Han Chunming's private museum.

Who would have thought that Han Chunming's collection was so huge?

"At first, I was wondering where all this kid's collection had gone. It turns out they were all preserved and are now on display. I was really blind. I'm ashamed..."

Zhang Huai looked at those rare collections and said with emotion and shame.

The reporters were also surprised by the large number of collections, and they couldn't help but raise their cameras to record the exciting moment.

"Dear media friends, please refrain from taking photos." Zhang Meng, the security team leader, immediately intervened, displaying exceptional courtesy. "The proper preservation of the collections here requires many factors, including lighting factors. Excessive flash can damage the glazes of many antiques. We hope that our media friends can understand."

Such professional words made all the media reporters couldn't help but give Zhang Meng a thumbs up.

Even the security guards are so professional and well-versed in antique protection. How much effort has Han Chunming poured into this museum?

And those collections are all well protected, basically showing the historical appearance.

"This porcelain..."

A reporter noticed the heavily restored Ru kiln piece and although he did not pick it up to observe, he was also looking at it carefully.

"This porcelain seems to have some minor signs of repair."

You know what, there were actually people with sharp eyes who noticed the repair marks on the Ru kiln piece.

In fact, Han Chunming had repaired it very perfectly at the time, but it was a repaired porcelain after all, so there would be some traces, and it was normal for someone with a sharp eye to notice them.

But the media reporters were very curious, why was a repaired porcelain piece displayed here?

"Mr. Han, why do you want to display this piece of porcelain? Is there any significance to it?

Because this was the only slightly special piece among the many collections, the reporters focused on this Ru kiln piece and surrounded Han Chunming, seemingly waiting for his answer.

Han Chunming looked at the Ru kiln piece, sighed slightly, and said, "Actually, there is a very touching story behind this Ru kiln piece."

"What kind of story is it?" the reporters asked.

"I hope this story will be told to everyone by the owner of this porcelain," said Han Chunming.

Thinking back to when Ghost Hand Zhang told him the story, he felt very complicated.

However, this also shows how much the older generation paid to protect antiques...

"Let Mr. Ghost Hand Zhang tell you the story!"

It was at this time that Guan Xiaoguan came out supporting Guishou Zhang and spoke loudly.

In an instant, all the reporters' attention was focused on Ghost Hand Zhang.

The old man seemed a little nervous and didn't seem to know where to start.

Han Chunming quickly walked over, supported Ghost Hand Zhang, and said with a smile: "Please tell me what happened back then, just like you are telling me a story!"

As if inspired by Han Chunming, Ghost Hand Zhang nodded vigorously and said, "Okay!

"That was the spring of 1939..."

As Ghost Hand Zhang spoke, the expressions of the reporters and visitors gradually became serious. They had never imagined that there was such a story hidden behind these antiques.

For a moment, many people's eyes were red.

Only then did they understand that these antiques were not just valuable because of their age, but also that their history also hid the hardships that the older generation had endured in order to protect national treasures.

"Having said so much, I still have to thank Mr. Xiao Han. If he hadn't repaired this porcelain, how would I have the opportunity to tell you this story here?"

"I hope everyone can cherish these national treasures and not let the good things left by our ancestors fall into the wrong hands..."

As if he had fulfilled a wish, Ghost Hand Zhang also showed a relieved smile.

He had been dreaming of this day his entire life, and now it had finally come true. Even if he died, he would have no regrets...

Everyone felt sad and shocked by this story, but they also grasped a key point in the ghost hand's opening of its mouth.

"You just said that this piece of porcelain was restored by Mr. Han?" Someone finally asked this question.

"Yes! If it weren't for Mr. Xiao Han, how could this Ru kiln piece see the light of day again in its complete form?" Ghost Hand Zhang did not shy away from this matter at all, nor did he feel embarrassed to talk about it.

Confucius said that one should not be ashamed to ask questions from those less knowledgeable than him. Although he has more experience, he is not as good as Han Chunming in terms of craftsmanship.

The reporters were all shocked. This was Ghost Hand Zhang!

How can it not be surprising that such a broken porcelain was restored by Han Chunming instead of being made by this restoration master?

However, someone soon noticed Ghost Hand Zhang's disabled hands. If the skills were passed on to Han Chunming, it wouldn't be impossible. After all, Ghost Hand Zhang's hands were already disabled, and repairing them would be difficult.

"So it was you who passed on your skills to Mr. Han, and that's how he was able to repair this porcelain?" a reporter asked directly.

Hearing this, Ghost Hand Zhang quickly shook his head and said, "Not to mention my hands are crippled, even if they weren't, it would be difficult for me to repair this Ru kiln with my skills. But Mr. Xiao Han's skills are superb. He was the one who repaired it for me. If it were me, there is no way I could repair it to such a perfect state."

These words made everyone gasp. They all thought Han Chunming was a rare business talent and entrepreneur, but they didn't expect him to have such skills.

So the reporters surrounded Han Chunming again and started asking him questions.

This time they came to the right place and they actually dug up so much information. It seems that Han Chunming will be on the front page again.

Han Chunming smiled bitterly. Shouldn't everyone be reporting on the antiques? Why did they come to him again?

"Everyone, I'm not sharing this with you today to get you to gather around me and report on it. I hope you'll focus more on these national treasures, explore their historical value, and prevent the things left by our ancestors from suffering again."

"Many of these treasures were preserved by our ancestors at the cost of their lives. As a descendant, I have the responsibility to pass them on. Therefore, my original intention in establishing this museum was not for commercial gain, but more to let the public better understand these objects."

"So, I won't charge a penny for admission here, and I don't want the media to focus all their attention on me."

These words made the reporters blush. They were only concerned about the headlines, but forgot the value behind these treasures.

I also looked down on Han Chunming and thought he was just profit-driven.

Industry insiders standing by also gave Han Chunming a thumbs up. Han Chunming's ideological awareness is something that the older generation like them might not be able to catch up with.

"Why are you pretending to be a good guy here? You, Han Chunming, are nothing more than a profiteer. Do you think building a museum is such a big deal?"