Seeing that everything was on track again, Jiang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was about to ask what carbon isotopes were, Jiang Churan poked Jiang Chen again.
"Grandpa, if this is really a cultural relic, what are you going to do?"
Jiang Churan asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid that master and disciple Ma Wenshan would hear him.
Jiang Chen smiled,
"This thing is said to be mine, but I picked it up casually back then. If the country really needs it, then just give it to them. But, Xiaoran, are you willing to give it up?"
"What does it have to do with me?"
Jiang Churan said doubtfully.
"If I die, won't this thing belong to your father? When your father dies, won't it belong to you? So, are you willing to part with it?"
Jiang Chen explained.
"Well, that seems to be the case."
Jiang Churan fell into a dilemma. Then he thought about it, his grandfather was still alive and well, and his father was also very healthy except for being poor. He held Jiang Chen's arm and shook it, saying,
"Grandpa, hurry up and play with me. Don't always talk about whether you will die or not. You will definitely live a long life."
Jiang Chen rubbed Jiang Churan's head,
"Silly boy, grandpa is already over 100 years old."
Jiang Churan panicked again.
"Ask, what is the most inappropriate blessing for a centenarian? I wish you a long life!"
"The host is so cute. He sounded sincere just now, but he ended up saying such shocking things."
"The old man must be laughing at the anchor crazily in his heart, it's so funny."
"Old man: Are you afraid you want me to die early?"
"The anchor's strength leads to filial sons, no, filial grandsons."
Jiang Churan buried his head in Jiang Chen's arms, his face was hot, and he felt ashamed to face Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen chuckled twice and patted Jiang Churan's back.
"It's okay, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Grandpa understands what you mean, and he takes good care of himself so well. It's normal for you to often forget his age."
Jiang Churan remained unmoved, still burying his head in Jiang Chen's arms, unwilling to look up.
When Jiang Chen saw this, he didn't say much. He patted Jiang Churan's back and observed Ma Wenshan and Jin Qi.
After most of the day, Ma Wenshan and Jin Qi finally finished their work. They looked at Jiang Churan with surprised eyes and said excitedly,
"Old sir, according to our testing, your dragon chair is genuine.
, is an authentic product created by the Ming Dynasty, and is definitely a national treasure-level cultural relic!"
Jiang Chen was not surprised at all by this result. He nodded lightly to show that he understood.
"What about the dragon chair in the room? Do you want me to take it out for you?"
Ma Wenshan didn't want to be stimulated again, so he shook his head hastily,
"I can confirm with the naked eye that the Qing Dynasty imitation inside is the authentic one, so I don't need to trouble you anymore."
He gestured to Jin Qi with his eyes, and Jin Qi understood instantly.
Take your mobile phone and call the Cultural Relics Bureau.
Before the call was connected, Jiang Chen said,
"No need to go to so much trouble. Do you want to contact other people to study how to get the dragon chair from me?"
Ma Wenshan nodded awkwardly,
"Old sir, this is a national treasure after all, and its price is immeasurable. We need to study it carefully to see what price we can offer you."
Jiang Chen smiled slightly,
"Just take it away. I said I don't need money. I'm keeping this thing as a chair. It can be of real use in your hands. Take it. There's no need to study it. I'll give it to you for free."
Ma Wenshan looked at Jiang Chen in shock,
"Old sir, aren't you thinking about it? The minimum starting price for this dragon chair is 100 million. Even if we can't come up with that much money, we still have tens of millions. With such a large amount of money, even if you can't use it, you, my granddaughter,
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"If this kind of old thing is really valuable now, do you think I still need money? Haven't you noticed other things in my house before?"
Jiang Chen said calmly.
"I was just looking at the dragon chair before, and I really didn't pay attention to the other things in your house. Since you said so, I would rather obey your order and take this dragon chair away."
Ma Wenshan thought for a while, the tea that Jiang Chen had brought to him before was worth tens of millions. He really wasn't a person who cared about money, so he simply didn't refuse.
"Not only this one, but you can also take the one in the house with you. Although the one inside is not as old as this one, it can still be of some help to you, right?"
Jiang Chen once again made a shocking statement.
"Two handfuls? Master, are you serious? The combined value of these two handfuls is over 500 million, and you can just hand them over to me with confidence?"
Ma Wenshan was shocked again.
"I believe in my vision. You are the kind of person worth trusting."
Jiang Chen explained and pointed to his granddaughter who was still hiding in his arms.
"Besides, Xiaoran is still running some live broadcast, I believe you can't escape."
"Then I would like to thank you, Mr. Sir, for your trust. I promise to bring the two dragon chairs back to the capital safely. If there are any losses along the way, I will report them."
Ma Wenshan had a determined expression on his face.
Jiang Chen laughed,
"It's just two chairs, nothing compared to your life. Don't be so nervous. Just relax like me."
Ma Wenshan smiled bitterly,
"I really don't dare to imitate you. If something happens, I will really become a sinner in the history of archeology."
Jiang Chen stopped inking, took Jiang Churan back to the house, lifted out another dragon chair, and asked Ma Wenshan,
"How do you want to luck? Do you need my help?"
"I don't dare bother the old man anymore. I have asked Jin Qi to contact the capital. In a moment, Jianghai City Cultural Relics Bureau will send a helicopter to fly over to ensure that the dragon chair is transported in the safest and fastest way."
"Helicopter? What is a helicopter? Is it the kind of aircraft used in wars in the past?"
Jiang Chen heard another term he had never heard before and couldn't help but wonder.
"Old sir, you are really deaf to what is going on outside the window and live a leisurely and contented life. Helicopters are the same as the previous airplanes but different. I don't know the principle, so it's really hard to explain it to you."
Ma Wenshan said enviously,
Ma Wenshan has always longed for a leisurely life like Jiang Chen's.
Naihe is always worried about the work in the institute.
It was not easy to find such a good young talent like Jin Qi,
His character is too out-of-the-box and needs time to be tempered.
Jiang Chen saw that Ma Wenshan couldn't explain clearly and was no longer persistent.
"Come in and have a couple of cups of hot tea. It will take a while for the helicopter to arrive. Don't wait outside."
"I don't dare. I always feel uncomfortable if I don't stare at these two dragon chairs the whole time. You can do it yourself and don't worry about us. The helicopter should be here soon."
Although Ma Wenshan really wanted to drink century-old tea again, he thought about the dragon chair and refused.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen stopped insisting and waited at the door with Ma Wenshan.
Not long after, there was a buzzing sound overhead,
Jiang Chen raised his head and saw a black airplane-like object hanging in the sky.