A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

Everyone looked at Hu Dahai, whose face remained calm, and were momentarily confused.

They didn't know if Hu Dahai meant to continue causing trouble or if he was truly confident.

After a few simple exclamations, everyone just watched with curiosity.

Dong Daoquan stood to the side, looking quite helpless.

He had no desire to dissuade him anymore. He had already believed Hu Dahai, and there was no point in trying to dissuade him now, so he might as well let Hu Dahai do as he pleased.

He watched calmly as Hu Dahai continued to pound.

His calm expression, which had remained unchanged from the beginning, appeared to those watching below as a sign that Dong Daoquan had confidence in Hu Dahai.

"Could it be that there is still more to discover?"

Those below were all secretly thinking to themselves.

"Clang clang clang."

Hu Dahai gently tapped it with the hammer, afraid that if he hit it too hard, the thing would fall down and damage the treasure inside.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a crisp click sounded.

On the neck of the bronze figure, another crack appeared, this time downwards.

At the same time, the sound of Hu Dahai's tapping became hollow and dull, as if he were tapping on a bronze drum.

"There really is more space inside!"

In that instant, everyone's mind shifted once again. They all exclaimed inwardly in surprise, never expecting such a dramatic reversal.

"See? I told you Hu Dahai wasn't as simple as he seemed, but you didn't believe me."

"Damn, who would have thought this thing would have such a complicated history? Luckily it wasn't my precious treasure. If it were, I probably would have had a heart attack by now."

Before anyone could say more, Hu Dahai had already taken a copper plate off the neck of the bronze figure.

Once the copper plate was removed, he saw that there was a small cylindrical space underneath.

In this space, there is a bundle of bamboo slips.

"Mr. Dong, you should take over the operation from now on."

Hu Dahai knew that many of the bamboo slips that had been trapped inside the bronze figure were actually quite brittle, so they had to be handled with extreme care when taking them out, otherwise the artifacts could easily be damaged.

In her previous life, when the wealthy woman took it, she accidentally damaged it a bit, but fortunately, no critical parts were damaged, otherwise its value would have been greatly reduced.

Dong Daoquan had actually been peering over to take a look when Hu Dahai took the copper sheet off.

However, since it was Hu Dahai who discovered this thing, he was too embarrassed to ask him to come and get it.

Now that Hu Dahai had spoken, he immediately smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll do it."

At that moment, he felt like he had suddenly become ten years younger.

He rolled up his sleeves, took out a pair of white gloves from his treasure appraisal toolbox, and put them on.

While observing, he carefully pulled the bamboo slip out of the bronze figure's internal space.

With Dong Daoquan's professional and careful operation, the bamboo slip was slowly unfolded by him.

Because they were sealed inside the bronze figure, all the bamboo slips were intact, the writing on them was still clearly visible, and even the ropes connecting the bamboo slips were not completely corroded.

At this moment, Dong Daoquan had no other thoughts; his eyes were only on the bamboo slip in front of him.

Even Dong Daoquan, who always presented a composed image, was completely unaware that he was kneeling on the ground in a completely unseemly manner, his clothes covered in dust, like a three-year-old child carefully watching ants.

He picked up the magnifying glass from his treasure appraisal toolbox and examined the bamboo slip from beginning to end.

After reading it, his expression turned solemn, and he read it again from beginning to end.

After he finished reading it all, he remained kneeling, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is."

Dong Daoquan muttered to himself.

"Elder Dong, what exactly is this? What is written on these bamboo slips?"

Unable to contain their curiosity, some people came closer.

"Oh."

At this moment, Dong Daoquan also realized what was happening.

He slowly said, "This is a classic text from the Jin Dynasty. It was written by Emperor Ming of Jin, Sima Shao, and given to his favorite concubine, Song Yi."

"hiss!"

As soon as Dong Daoquan finished speaking, gasps of astonishment filled the room.

Many of the people doing this have studied antiques and history.

Emperor Ming of Jin reigned for only a few years, so the value of obtaining a copy of the classics personally handwritten by Emperor Ming of Jin, Sima Shao, and in such a complete state, is unimaginable.

"Can I have a look?"

At this moment, the elderly man surnamed Liu, who had been sitting next to Dong Daoquan, couldn't help but ask.

Dong Daoquan nodded: "Come here, but be careful. Don't touch it. If you touch it with your hand, it will have immeasurable consequences for him."

The old man surnamed Liu nodded. Normally, he wouldn't listen to Dong Daoquan's advice at all, and might even say, "I know, you're so noisy."

But today, he remained silent because he was worried that Dong Daoquan would not let him watch.

He put on his gloves and took the magnifying glass.

At first, he made some attempt to maintain his composure, only bending down slightly to look at the text. But after reading only a few lines, he suddenly knelt down with a thud.

He was somewhat overweight, and when he knelt down, it made a loud noise, making onlookers wonder if his knees were broken.

However, the old man surnamed Liu had no time to pay attention to that. He directly stared at the bamboo slip in an even more undignified posture than Dong Daoquan had done before, and looked at it five or six times.

"Great stuff! This is really great stuff!"

"I never thought I, Liu Xun, would see such a wonderful treasure in my lifetime!"

As Liu Xun carefully stood up, he returned the gloves and magnifying glass to Hu Dahai, while praising him involuntarily.

"I didn't expect that Sima Shao, though young, has such good handwriting."

After Liu Xun, several other big names in the antique world went up to take a look.

Their condition wasn't much better than Dong Daoquan's or Liu Xun's, and they were all incredibly surprised.

Those in the audience, seeing that Dong Daoquan, Liu Xun, and a group of antique tycoons all gave extremely high praise to the value of the bamboo slips, naturally had no doubts.

Everyone stared at the bamboo slips with longing eyes.

Such a treasure is a unique masterpiece, one of a kind in the entire world. How could they not want to obtain it?

At the same time, their gazes toward Hu Dahai changed from disdain to snickering, and now to shock.

Liu Xun went straight to Hu Dahai and asked, "Brother Dahai, can you tell us how you discovered there was treasure inside this bronze figure?"