Bian Rui ran out of the door with his little girl in his arms, and when he saw a teenage boy standing at the bevel, he immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"The pond over there is sinking!" said the boy, gesturing down the slope.

Bian Rui immediately ran over when he heard this, and asked as he ran, "Someone fell in?"

The kid ran behind Bian Rui, and replied to Bian Rui's words as he ran: "No, no, we are going to fish over there, Brother Jiu was just about to go down, and that side was trapped, and it was a loss that Brother Jiu was clever or he would have been sucked down, but there was a little pony in your family that was taken down......."

Bian Rui ran to the place and found that there were almost 20 people around, and they all looked at the bottom of the pond, and Bian Rui stretched out his head to see that the water in the pond was still pouring into the mouth of the black hole.

"Where's the horse?" asked Bian Rui.

The surrounding boys immediately said, "I didn't see it, and when the pony fell in, there was no sound."

One next to him said, "This hole is quite deep, and the water hasn't been completely sucked up yet!"

Bian Rui stretched out his head to take a look, and found that this hole was not naturally formed, it was obviously dug manually, because from Bian Rui's side, you can see some bricks inside, and they are all green bricks, obviously not built now, it seems that it has been some years.

When Bian Rui saw such a scene, the first thing he thought of was the ancient tomb, so he asked the children next to him, "How long has the water been irrigated?"

"It's been a few minutes, and a small pond of water has been poured in," the kid said to Bian Rui.

Bian Rui thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and reported the matter here to the archaeological team over there. Bian Rui had never heard of this thing in the village, so he naturally thought that this thing had nothing to do with Bianjia Village, and it had nothing to do with Bianjia Village, so Bian Rui naturally had to report it to the cultural relics team.

This is not because Bian Rui's consciousness is high, but because Bian Rui feels that it is not necessarily a good thing for this thing to be given to the village, and the cake falling from the sky may also be a trap.

The archaeological team came quickly, and within ten minutes of Bian Rui's putting down his mobile phone, these people had already come.

At this time, there were no more than a dozen or twenty people around, but there were people standing in a shady place nearby, and the eldest daughters and daughters-in-law in the village all ran out, and even the servants in Bian Rui's family came out with their children in their arms.

After asking about the situation, the members of the archaeological team sent them down to check on it.

Bian Rui said from time to time: "One of my little ponies fell in, help me see if that thing is still alive!"

As soon as these words came out, the captain of the archaeological team looked at Bian Rui for a long time with the eyes of a fool, and Bian Rui was almost a little embarrassed.

"Master, there's a tunnel down there, there's no water in it," the archaeological team member standing at the entrance of the cave said to the captain on the shore at this time.

"How long, is it flooded?"

"No, it's pretty good, but it's not like a tomb," the archaeologists said.

"Fix the rope and put it down and see," said the archaeologists standing at the entrance of the cave.

"Wait a while, it's safe to be safe," said the archaeological captain.

After about half an hour, these people threw a goose in, and found that the goose was crying happily and walking along the corridor, and after a while, they could only hear the echo of the goose in the corridor, and it was obvious that the air in the corridor was circulating, and there was no dead passage.

Seeing that it was safe, the archaeological team members went down the rope.

Bian Rui picked up his legs at this time, just hugged the little girl and stretched his head downhill to take a look, and found that the hole went straight up and down, about three meters deep like an old well, and about one meter deep under this hole, there was a side road for only one person to walk. Standing here, Bian Rui could feel the cool breeze blowing from the side passage and his cheeks tightened.

Just when Bian Rui was looking closely, he suddenly heard the voice of the third grandfather on the slope.

"Little nineteen, little nineteen, is there a side passage inside, a stone barrier?

Bian Rui turned around in surprise and said, "Yes, Third Grandpa, do you know what this is for?"

The third grandfather said: "I have heard that this thing was used by Tibetans in the past, and it is also the grain cellar and wine cellar in our village!"

"Ah, why haven't I heard you talk about it?"

This is not only Bian Rui, but the people next to him are also a little curious. Having lived in the village for decades, you haven't heard of this place?

"In the past, all the life-saving food hidden in this place was the village, to prevent bandits and rebels from coming..."The third grandfather talked to Bian Rui about this as he went down.

The third grandfather just went down to the bottom of the pond here, and the eldest grandfather over there also came.

"Big brother!"

"Third child, do you see that place?" asked the grandfather on the shore.

The third grandfather was already closer to the entrance of the cave than Bian Rui at this time, and Bian Rui was afraid that the old man would have an accident, so he took two steps forward, preparing to drag the third grandfather with a wrong one, so as not to let the old man fall in.

However, the old man himself was quite cautious, moved to the entrance of the cave and looked down, and after a minute or two, he turned back to the eldest brother on the shore and said, "Big brother, yes, I think this is the place where we have been listening to the elders."

When the archaeological captain heard this, he immediately asked, "Old man, tell me, what is this for?"

The third grandfather immediately said: "Captain Liu, call your people up, this is something from our side family, and it is not appropriate for your people to go in."

When the captain heard this, he smiled bitterly and said: "This is our job, this thing belongs to your village but also to the country!"

The third grandfather listened and said: "The things here are from the Ming Dynasty, and there are also things from the Qing Dynasty, all of which were left by our ancestors, how did they become countries when they came here?"

"Don't get me wrong, sir......".

The archaeological captain was just about to explain, when suddenly a voice came from the corridor.

"Captain, blue and white porcelain! A hole is full of clear porcelain! I look like Ming blue and white porcelain here."

"What!?"

Not only was the archaeological captain stunned, but the people around him were all stunned, and the people around him didn't know what this thing was, but the three words blue and white porcelain entered the ears, and the first word that popped out of everyone's mind was money, and all the red ones in their heads were one hundred votes.

"It's something from our last name, you guys get out of here!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

This sentence seemed to wake everyone up at once, so all the people in Bianjia Village standing here shouted in unison: "Come out, this is our village!"

Even if the people of Bianjia Village are calm and calm, they can't resist the temptation of a whole hole full of blue and white porcelain, the concept in their minds is that Yuan Qinghua is hundreds of millions, and this Ming blue and white is worth tens of millions even if it is, this hole is all, and the whole village can't eat it for a few lifetimes while sitting on the ground!

The archaeological captain is also difficult to ride a tiger here, he knows that this thing may be the ancestor of the people of Bianjia Village, but according to the laws of the country, the things in this field also belong to the country, and he doesn't know that there is a reason to shirk it, but now they are all standing next to him, if this thing is trampled on, then he will not do it in the unit in the future.

It's not that the archaeological captain hasn't seen greedy villagers, and the national treasures that have been destroyed by these are not two pieces, he himself doesn't really want to snatch these things from the hands of the people of Bianjia Village, what he cares about is that the villagers don't destroy these things.

"Everyone, be quiet, I'm here to popularize the knowledge of cultural relics for the big guys...... Ouch, which kid hit me with a mud block?" Before the archaeological captain could finish his words, he was hit on the head.

The kid who smashed the stone was not afraid, and said directly in his throat: "This is the thing of our side family, and no one can rob it!

"Yes, yes, neither can the king of heaven."

A group of half-grown children next to him shouted in unison.

The archaeological captain has always been nearby, so he naturally knows the virtue of the village here, so he hurriedly resorted to a delaying tactic, gave a look to his colleagues standing next to him, and then said to the crowd: "Everyone be quiet, we don't rob anyone's things......."

After talking for a long time, where will the people who are angry listen.

"Give me all peace!"

After the grandfather said a word, suddenly the place that was like a vegetable market was instantly quiet.

The old man said: "What is the blue and white of the Ming Dynasty, this is originally the place where the Tibetans in our village hid from the soldiers and bandits, there is a large cellar with some grain, and there are some living materials hidden, you really think that the ancestors are so rich, there is nothing to hide at home some blue and white porcelain Xuande furnace, this is used to avoid disasters, there are not many valuable things in it! Besides, the heirloom only heard of poetry and book heirlooms, and throughout history, how many of them are heirlooms of money? Do you think that the ancestors are at such a level and gave us a hole of silver ?......."

When Bian Rui heard it, he immediately felt that what the grandfather said was quite reasonable, to be honest, if there is really any treasure, it is safer to hide in the ancestor's space than anywhere, and besides, is there anything in the space?

Of course, there are, there are a lot of famous calligraphy, painting, ancient books, canons, and so on, but for the heirlooms, the ancestors have taught them all, such as the bamboo craft of the Bian Rui family, the winemaking of other people's families, and the silk drawing, which craft cannot support the family? Can the gold and silver treasures be compared to these crafts?

What's more, Bian Rui had never heard the ancestor talk about this before, if there was really a cellar of blue and white porcelain in it, the ancestor would definitely say it, how could the old man hide such an important matter.

"Grandpa, why don't we let the one inside take a porcelain and take a look?" Bian Rui waited for the grandfather to finish speaking, and then suggested.

Seeing that the eldest grandfather nodded, Bian Rui shouted at the cave.

After about ten minutes, the man inside handed over two porcelain plates.

Blue and white is really blue and white, and it is also from the Ming Dynasty, but this thing is used by ordinary people, whether it is a burner or a painter, it is not a level that enters the stream, and the bowl mouth is not round, not to mention the level of firing, even Bian Rui, a layman, feels that this thing can't be put on the table.

"Is this thing worth anything?"

One of the boys asked.

The archaeological captain said angrily: "If you ask me if it's worth it, your seventeenth uncle must know!"

As soon as Bian Rui looked up, he found that Brother Seventeen didn't know when he came over.

Bian Seventeen was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a whining siren sound.

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