The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

The Song family is not considered a high-class family in the city, but they are wealthy enough, and the Song Group has reached the listed level.

Logically speaking, a wealthy family like the Zhou family should know the Song family. If my mother has such a high prestige in the Song family, how could they not know who she married, and how could they only find out now that she is Bai Wan's daughter?

But everyone in the Zhou family seemed to be deliberately avoiding this topic.

The banquet began and everyone gathered in the banquet hall.

"By the way, where did you get that original work?"

Zhou Hui endured it for a long time and finally found a chance to ask. At that time, he had already had a few drinks with the Zhou family, and the smell of alcohol came out of his nose from time to time while he was talking.

Song Nian knew he wasn't drunk, so he couldn't just fool around. He just stuck to his own words, "I got this by accident from an antique calligrapher and painter. I don't understand painting, but I just happened to be offering this to Grandpa Zhou. I think Grandpa Zhou will like it."

"More than just liking it, he really likes it. I think your painting has touched his heart. Don't you know that grandpa likes collecting antiques and calligraphy the most?"

Zhou Hui was extremely happy. He felt that Song Nian did this because she cared about him.

He hesitated to speak several times, wanting to ask directly: Song Nian, do you like me? At least you are interested in me.

But he didn't dare.

"Young friend?" Uncle Zhou also came over at this time.

He has always been an outlier in the Zhou family.

Because of his interest in archaeology, and the Zhou family's long history of engaging in high-end business, many members of the Zhou family, aside from Zhou Hui, were at odds with him and looked down upon his work. Naturally, he didn't need to engage in small talk in such an occasion, nor did he bother to.

After walking through the crowd, he hurriedly found Song Nian and said, "Although that painting of pine and crane is not from the Jin Dynasty, it is from a dynasty before the Jin Dynasty. It is not something that can be easily obtained."

Uncle Zhou pulled her to a corner, looking at her intently, and it was obvious that he had seen through her.

What she said just now when she slapped Song Jin in the face was telling everyone that the Song family had no ancient artifacts. What she had said to Zhou Bo at the beginning was that the family was in the archaeological business and that was why they collected things from the Jin Dynasty. In this way, she completely overturned what she had said before and was telling Zhou Bo that she lied.

Song Nian's cheeks flushed, "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou, I..."

"Hey, no need to apologize." Uncle Zhou had already gotten to the bottom of her story, so he wasn't interested in her lies, nor did he want to force her. "Everyone has their own little secrets. You have them, and so do I. So, you don't have to say anything. I came to you to tell you that the museum has confirmed your donation. It's confirmed that the plates are indeed a pair. They're very happy and value this. When you have time, I'll get you a certificate of honor."

"No need to be so exaggerated, right?"

Song Nian was stunned.

Is there a need for a certificate of honor for something like this? She didn't quite understand.

I'm kind of looking forward to it.

"Not only will you get a certificate, but you'll also get a 5,000 yuan bonus."

The more Song Nian listened, the more excited he became.

Although she is not short of money now, this kind of prize is like spending five dollars to buy a scratch-off ticket and winning the prize.

"Can I really accept this? Thank you, Uncle Zhou, for fighting for me."

Uncle Zhou liked the young man's modesty and just waved his hand and smiled, "It's yours. I have no credit for it. Compared with the five thousand yuan bonus and tens of millions, you are at a big loss."

Song Nian just smiled and said nothing.

She didn't lose out, she still had a lot of business to do with them.

The days are still long, take your time.

"But Uncle Zhou, I'm afraid we can't make this too public."

"why?"

"I... am being watched."

After much thought, Song Nian decided to tell Zhou Bo. After all, if their future dealings were discovered, it would be difficult for her to explain.

Zhou Bo subconsciously looked at Song Jin and immediately understood why she concealed these things.

"Okay, then I'll arrange it. Don't worry, I won't make it public. But even if I do, you'll still suffer a loss."

Song Nian shrugged indifferently, "But when doing good deeds, don't worry about the future. I didn't donate for that certificate or the video that was reported."

She just wanted Qi Yu to leave more information and data in this world.

Speaking of Qi Yu, before leaving today, he said he was going to the prefecture and county again to prepare for the restoration of Huai Village. He also said Zhao Li would accompany him. Qi Yu didn't say what exactly he was going to do, but she vaguely guessed it was a risky undertaking.

Thinking of Fang Kai who had been following him, Song Nian had an idea.

"Uncle Zhou, I have some antiques here. I wonder if you're interested?"

"Yes, I'll bring someone to find you tomorrow."

"Not tonight?"

Fang Kai's men were watching outside. With such a big occasion today, the Zhou family would not let him in. She could go out quietly to do something without being noticed. Today was the best time.

Seeing how anxious she was, Uncle Zhou was also curious about what the antique was in her hand. He asked someone to say hello to Grandpa Zhou, and then took Song Nian away through the side door in a private car.

Lu Zhouhui sent a message: "Where have you been? Don't run around. Don't forget, there are people who are plotting against you."

Song Nian was amused. "I'm going to chat with Uncle Zhou about the antique world. Then you should cover for me."

"You said you would have dinner with me, and you ran away again!" Zhou Hui threw his phone aside in frustration, without sending the last sentence.

Forget it. Song Nian came with him today anyway, and his father saw that he had changed. He believed that there was still time to grow old.

The car drove all the way to the downtown area, to Song Nian's large flat.

Song Nian asked Zhou Bo to wait downstairs for twenty minutes while she got ready.

Uncle Zhou respected personal privacy very much and waited patiently in the car.

Twenty minutes later, when Uncle Zhou entered the large flat and saw the antiques that Song Nian wanted to sell, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

She originally thought that this girl had some special antiques. She thought that the number might exceed his cognition, and specially arranged for the accountant to prepare more money. However, she never expected that the number was so large that he could not count it.

"This……"

"These……"

"Are these all the Dajin collections you collected?"

"Over a hundred pieces, how come you have so many?"

Uncle Zhou was shocked and surprised, and rushed into the room almost the moment the door opened.

I picked up the vase and took a look. It was real.

I picked up the inkstone and took a look. Oh, it belonged to a certain prefect.

I picked up the glass cup and examined it carefully. It was crystal clear and of excellent quality.

There are even many commonly used items that are well preserved.

"Little girl, you've really screwed me over."

Hearing this, Song Nian secretly said in his heart: "What do you mean by this, Uncle Zhou?"

Don't scare her.

She is timid and can't stand being scared.

"I didn't bring enough money!"

Yes, he is the second master of the Zhou family and a big shot in the antique world, but the money in his pocket can only buy a small part of the collection here.

"What kind of extraordinary ability do you have that you have so many hidden treasures?"

Song Nian touched the back of his head: "Can I not say it?"