readx;? Huo Sining and Ji Kun are both in the antique circle, and they often see some dealers who resell antiques going to the countryside to collect antiques. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And for the origin of the old objects in the hands of these old people, they have also heard more or less, basically many of those old people are holding heavy treasures without knowing it, and even take those good things to waste at will, not only let these things pearl dust, but also violent things.

Every time he heard those stories, Huo Sining would feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Those old objects that have been damaged may be treated more carefully if they fall into the hands of those who know how to do it.

This is like a person, Maxima often exists, but Bole does not often exist, so there are always people who do not meet talents and end up depressed.

However, this time, when he learned from the old man that they had picked up a complete clay pot from the river and used it to pickle pickles, Huo Sining's heart welled up not with sadness and distress, but with inexplicable excitement.

If that clay pot really has anything to do with the princess's tomb, then this thing may be the most direct and powerful testimony!

After Zhou Shitao and Huo Sining met with their eyes, they immediately decided to go to this old gentleman's house.

"Old man, can you take us to your house to see the jars that your wife uses to pickle pickles?"

Zhou Shitao asked eagerly.

Although the old man is old, he is still more or less vigilant, and he chatted with Zhou Shitao happily about chess before, but it doesn't mean that he is old and confused, and now when he hears Zhou Shitao say that he is going to his house, he suddenly feels that something is wrong: "It's just a few worthless jars, what do you think that one does?"

Zhou Shitao didn't want to hide it, and said with a smile: "Old man, don't hide it, we are from the Cultural Relics Bureau, we just received a news recently, a number of Han Dynasty cultural relics have been unearthed in the area of Anmin Lane, so we will come to visit, I want to learn about the situation from you, and now the old clay pot you mentioned may be the physical evidence we are looking for, so I want to ask you to take us to take a look." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only the old man, but also several other chess friends were stunned.

"Han Dynasty? You mean to say that the jar inside the embankment is really an antique?"

The old man was so frightened that he couldn't even grasp the chess pieces in his hand, so he fell directly on the chessboard, and rolled into the flower bed with a few grunts.

Zhou Shitao nodded and shook his head: "I haven't seen the real thing yet, so I don't dare to answer you rashly, but if the jar is really the Han Dynasty, it must be an antique, and it is also an antique with great research value." If the pickle jar in your home is really an antique of the Han Dynasty, it is a national first-class cultural relic, and it will be taken back by the government, but you can rest assured, the Cultural Relics Bureau, there will definitely be redemption, and you will be compensated for the funds. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then he jumped up from the ground and muttered:

"A ruined girl, use antiques as pickle jars, there is a jar that has been broken by her, this is all money!

Saying that, the old man pulled Zhou Shitao and rushed home in a hurry, Huo Sining couldn't help but pull out a few times from the corner of his mouth, and followed behind, and the old men who were playing chess together also automatically and spontaneously followed, everyone wanted to see what the situation was.

He followed the old man around and around to an old house, and the old man pushed open the wooden door and led several people in, and after entering the courtyard, the old man shouted in a loud voice: "Old woman, old woman, come out quickly, there are guests!"

The old man shouted like this, and soon an old lady wearing a padded jacket came out of the house, and when she saw seven or eight people standing in the courtyard, the old lady suddenly became a little confused, and looked at her old wife blankly:

"What's the matter, how are so many people here, what's going on?"

The old man was happy, and said to his wife: "This is an expert from the Cultural Relics Bureau, who came to visit, and I heard that our pickled pickle jar was dug out of the old river embankment, and said that he wanted to come and see it." Hurry up and get that jar out for the experts to see. ”

When the old lady heard this, she was immediately confused: "It's just a few pickle jars, isn't there one in every house, what's so beautiful about this? Experts don't pickle pickles at home?"

The old lady muttered, but at the urging of the old man, the old lady finally gathered in her utility room and moved out the jars of pickles.

As soon as they saw the one-foot-tall jars, Huo Sining and Ji Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, and Zhou Shitao was even more short of breath, and shouted directly at Gu Xu on the side: "Go and get me a wet rag!"

The pickle jars are all upside down in the lid of the clay pot filled with water, and from time to time there is sour gas coming out of the jar, the sour gas is mellow and fragrant, and you can know that the sauerkraut in the jar tastes positive and must be delicious.

It's just that at this moment, everyone's focus is not on the taste of the pickles in this jar, but on these jars of pickles.

Gu Xu found a wet rag over there, Zhou Shitao couldn't wait to take it, leaned over to a jar, wiped the dust on the jar clean, and took out a magnifying glass he carried with him to observe it carefully, lightly tapped it a few times, and then rubbed it with his hand, then stopped, turned his head sideways and motioned to Huo Sining on the side: "What do you think?"

This kind of object with a wide door open, in fact, there is no need to look at it at all, Huo Sining actually has the answer in his heart, but out of caution, Huo Sining still said: "I have to get started to give you the answer." ”

Zhou Shitao nodded, stretched out his hand at Huo Sining, and motioned for her to start directly.

Huo Sining was not polite, he leaned in directly, stretched out his hand and touched the pickle jar.

Under the eyes of the sky, the internal structure of the entire jar can be seen at a glance, and even the large-headed pickles and pickled radishes and sour peppers contained in it are clearly visible, seeing the color of those pickles, Huo Sining swallowed a mouthful of saliva quietly, and sank her heart, and her eyes fell on the clear and rich dark purple aura shrouded outside the jar.

The richness of the aura and the depth of the color allow her to judge the age and value of the antique, this jar, produced in the middle of the Eastern Han Dynasty, this time node, coincides with the analysis of the paper she wrote to Zhou Shitao.