203: Find someone to authenticate national treasures

"A Dongyang person?"

Zhang Yu frowned slightly.

"Born and raised here?"

"Not exactly." Ding Weiwei shook her head. "I felt his speech was very fluent. He probably went there later."

"I see."

Zhang Yu looked thoughtful.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you asking about this?"

Ding Weiwei was a bit curious.

She couldn't clearly see what was stored inside the partitioned room.

Moreover, there was no light inside the partitioned room.

"It's nothing."

Zhang Yu smiled.

"Before he sold the house, did he explain anything?"

He wanted to confirm whether the Dongyang person knew about the partitioned room.

"When selling the house, he used a full proxy. The proceeds from the sale were transferred directly to him. As for the house itself, he said nothing."

Ding Weiwei recalled.

Hearing this, Zhang Yu confirmed his suspicion.

The original owner, before selling the house...

...must have been completely unaware of the partitioned room.

That's why he sold the house so quickly and didn't appear in person.

Roughly estimating, the various cultural relics, calligraphy, paintings, and so on inside the partitioned room amounted to at least 200 pieces.

It was hard to tell if there were any unique items among them that had been lost for a long time.

Even if they weren't unique items, as long as they were old enough and rare enough...

...then the total value of these cultural relics could potentially be several billion, or even tens of billions.

Originally.

When Zhang Yu saw these cultural relics, he had intended to find the original owner and return the items.

Now, upon second thought...

...the owner was a Dongyang person who knew nothing about the matter.

This indicated that before he inherited the house, others hadn't told him for various reasons.

Did they not want to tell him?

Or did they not have time to tell him?

Regardless of the reason, Zhang Yu felt that this batch of cultural relics could not be returned to the original Landlord.

Otherwise, it would be the loss of national treasures.

Even if they were donated to the state, they couldn't be given to that Dongyang person.

However.

For now, it was best to leave them untouched here.

Zhang Yu thought he could find an archaeology expert, take a few random pieces, and have the expert assess them.

Then he would know the total monetary value of the cultural relics in the room.

"Mr. Zhang?"

Ding Weiwei called out from behind him.

"It's nothing. I've seen enough. Let's go out."

Zhang Yu turned around and gestured for Ding Weiwei to head outside.

She nodded and turned to walk out of the partitioned room.

She didn't watch her step carefully and tripped.

"Ah!"

Ding Weiwei lost her balance.

She was about to fall to the ground.

The floor was covered with various bottles and jars.

Whether she hit herself or destroyed the items, the outcome would be bad.

Zhang Yu didn't think too much about it.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his arm and grabbed Ding Weiwei around the waist from behind.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang..."

Her heart pounded wildly, and she had just opened her mouth to express her thanks.

But then she realized.

Zhang Yu's posture as he held her was a bit strange. His hand landed right on... Realizing the situation, Ding Weiwei's face immediately flushed crimson.

Fortunately, there was no light in the partitioned room, which prevented greater awkwardness.

Facing Ding Weiwei's hesitation to speak...

...Zhang Yu also understood what was happening.

This was a scene that could not be explicitly described.

He quickly withdrew his hand.

"Uh, walk slower and be careful."

Ding Weiwei remained silent, merely nodding repeatedly.

At a time like this, saying nothing and letting the moment pass quickly was the best way to handle it.

"Mr. Zhang, you be careful too."

She kept a calm expression, but her heart was tumultuous, and her heartbeat had not yet returned to normal.

After managing to utter a complete sentence, she continued walking towards the outside.

Zhang Yu watched her walk ahead.

The light from outside shone in.

It cast a beautiful silhouette.

It created a strong sense of ambiance.

This made him feel, deep down, that spring seemed to have arrived.