Zheng Shaoqiu stood two meters away from the dragon's head, stared for a moment, and then pointed at it from afar.

"That position is. ”

"Go dig it. ”

The rest is all manual work, so he doesn't have to worry about it, and the third old man didn't have the cheekiness to beg him again.

After calling the relevant staff, they recorded the latitude and longitude of the target position by satellite, and in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, they added another cup to the original range.

To be honest, in everyone's eyes, this position seems to be what the young man casually refers to, and no one will easily believe it, but after seeing the attitude of Yan Jinsong and others towards Zheng Shaoqiu before, no one questioned it.

The archaeological team was in full swing, and Li Henian and the others no longer interfered, walking down the mountain along the somewhat muddy path, grinning to the back of their ears, and treating Zheng Shaoqiu with a more respectful attitude.

Then, in a special car, all the way to the west, after arriving at a certain place, I saw a large trailer from a distance, which was stuffed to the brim.

What obsolete computer hosts, but also display screens, sofas, waste paper boxes, plastic bottles, aluminum cans, tattered printers, and so on......

Except for a few that are very broken, the rest are eighty percent new.

It seems that in order to satisfy Zheng Shaoqiu, the three old men have wasted a lot of effort.

After finishing his business, Zheng Shaoqiu wanted to go back directly, how could the third old man let him go so easily, and he couldn't wait to hang his body on him.

"Oh, don't be in such a hurry. ”

"That's it, I've been busy all morning, at least I have to have lunch, I've invited you all the way over, if I can't even guarantee this, how can I have the face to go to your side again." ”

"That's it, whatever you want to eat, you can order anything, there are still quite a lot of characteristics in this piece. ”

"How about the river fish, it's very fresh, and it doesn't ...... stinging"

"Otherwise, then Dongpo elbows......"

Zheng Shaoqiu has no opinion on what to eat, as long as he can fill his stomach.

After persuading Zheng Shaoqiu to come down, the three old men all showed a fox-like smile.

"Xiao Zheng, what do you think after eating? It's hard to go out on a long trip, why do you have to go around and see for a long time?"

"By the way, I heard that there is an internal exchange meeting of Tibetan friends here, and the time is almost up......"

"Hehe, this is really a coincidence, if there is really something good and you pick up a big leak, then this trip is not in vain, haha......"

"That's for sure, Xiao Zheng, just look at it later, even if I show this old face, I will fight for the best price for you!"

The three old men are like talking about cross talk, you look at you, I say a word, and what you say is inseparable.

At the end, Li Henian took two steps forward, attached it to Zheng Shaoqiu's ear, and secretly lowered his voice a little and said: "Ahem, Xiao Zheng, with your poisonous eyes, if you want to pick up a leak, it's not a matter of minutes......"

So, at the kind invitation of the three old men, the group drove directly to one of the most well-known local farmhouse restaurants.

Entering the door is a quiet courtyard, a bamboo forest in the breeze, rattling, sitting in the pavilion not far away, feeling the wind passing through the hair, tasting the top Mengding camellia, as if in a paradise, you can swim.

I have to say that the special food here is still quite suitable for Zheng Shaoqiu's appetite.

Dongpo's meat was soft but not greasy, and he ate two large bowls of rice, as well as the braised river fish, which tasted very delicious.

As the saying goes, a cigarette after a meal beats the living immortals.

Zheng Shaoqiu was a little lazy rarely, leaning back, leaning on the gazebo, feeling a kind of relaxation that had not been seen for a long time.

To be honest, he didn't have much interest in Zhang Xianzhong's Shen Yin treasures, because the best of them were in his hands.

As for the Whampoa Army saying that it would dig up some classic historical books, it was simply impossible.

It's been so long, and it's the bottom of the river, no matter how well it is preserved, most of it will become waste when it is dug up.

Moreover, the antiques of the prosperous era and the gold of the troubled times were already chaotic at that time, and those famous calligraphy and paintings and classics would not be paid attention to at all.

After closing his eyes and squinting for a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and then fifteen or sixteen people walked into the pavilion one after another.

Speaking of which, this pavilion is no different from a luxury box, it is fully functional, in addition to eating, you can also play cards.

After this group of people came in, their posture was very low, and they were very polite to Li Henian, Yan Jinsong, Huang Pujun and others, and they took out the good cigarettes prepared in advance, handed over business cards, and grinned behind their ears.

These are the more well-known local bosses, worth a lot of money, to their vision, it is time to cultivate family culture, want to inherit, want to develop, that must be supported by ink, in short, is vassal elegance.

Of course, there are some differences in vassal elegance, some people like to install a row of bookshelves, buy all kinds of books, from astronomy and geography, to historical miscellaneous, anyway, what looks like a forced style, then buy them all, of course, with this part of the knowledge, it must be incomprehensible, and it can't stand it, it's just pretending.

There are also some people who work socializing, holding a party from time to time, inviting local people with names and surnames, and honor, in their opinion, talking and laughing are Confucian, and there is no white ding, isn't that what it means.

Of course, in addition to this, the collection has also entered the field of vision of every boss.

Speaking of which, they are not short of money, and there are not a few big bosses worth hundreds of millions to billions, and in short, the poor are only left with money.

Therefore, if they want to improve themselves, they have to start from the perspective and insight.

With the rise of the antique industry, one shocking treasure after another has been revealed, and one after another staggering astronomical figures have everyone crazy.

If it was a personal hobby to collect antiques at the beginning, it has become an investment today.

It's a very lucrative industry.

In the beginning, almost everyone had to pay for lessons, whether you were a big boss with a lot of money or an ordinary person, you had to have this stage.

Even if you're lucky, after a few glances, all you can get is the stuff of rotten streets.

Those real treasures, the price has long been like a rocket, all the way up, from the beginning of the millions, to the back of tens of millions, and finally out of a few hundreds of millions of national treasures, almost everyone is crazy, those counterfeit bad dealers are like a carp across the river, rushing to it, counterfeiting methods emerge in endlessly.