Yang Fan and the others did not get together, but dispersed. It's not interesting to be together, and I'm embarrassed to fight for items when they appear, after all, they're all along the way.

"It's okay to go separately. "Luo Lao doesn't like to always get together in a pile.

Only when he is separated will he have a chance. Otherwise, he is an old man, and he doesn't move as fast as these little guys, and he suffers too much. Therefore, it is better to go separately.

In fact, there is another reason, he is embarrassed to tell others.

Among this group, don't look at his age, but in terms of ability, it seems that he is not much better than the three young people, and even worse in some aspects.

For example, a pervert like Yang Fan encountered an item with his colleague to ensure that the kid saw the value of the treasure faster. That's right, when he picked up the leaks, he was quite unwilling to go with these powerful young people, which hit his confidence too much.

Not long after separation, Yang Fan found that there was an item under his feet and was slightly startled.

This guy didn't go to join in the fun of the others at all, but walked around, scanning underground. However, his mental strength could not be sustained for too long, and if it was more than ten minutes, he needed to rest for a while.

The items here are very scattered, and Yang Fan guessed that there should be a ship that sank nearby in ancient times, and then was washed away by the river, forming the current treasure gathering place.

"Uncle, can you borrow your hoe from me?" Yang Fan asked.

A few meters away, he saw a middle-aged man sitting down to rest, smoking a cigarette. It seems that his harvest was not good, and he did not dig up any treasures.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Fan and nodded: "Okay, you use it." However, I am digging this place now, and you can't dig it for the time being. ”

Yang Fan hurriedly responded, he understood the rules. People finally dig it so deep, you jump down and dig while they are resting. If you can't dig something, it's good to say, but if you dig out the treasure, it's troublesome.

When he got the hoe, Yang Fan worked hard. He found that the object was not deep, only about thirty centimeters of dirt to hide.

Hu Wei and others also saw this scene. They thought to themselves: This guy, do you want to work so hard?

It seems that he is also very dissatisfied with the stone carving he got before! otherwise, he would not be so eager.

"It's hard to find a needle in a haystack!" Luo Lao also smiled bitterly.

"Amitabha! Brother Yang is so interested!" said the monk who quit greed.

I don't know if I really appreciate this or laugh at it. Anyway, it doesn't sound like appreciation or approval.

In less than two minutes, an item was dug up, and the middle-aged man was dumbfounded. Don't mention whether it's worth it or not, but as soon as people dig it casually, they dig up objects, and this luck really doesn't have to be said.

"Little brother is amazing!" he said, holding up his thumb.

"Thank you, uncle, for your hoe. Good luck. Yang Fan said with a smile.

The uncle took his hoe blankly, looked at the place he had dug over, and then looked at the place Yang Fan had dug up.

"You're not going on?"

Yang Fan shook his head, he checked it, and within his ability, he couldn't find any more items. He wouldn't be so stupid to continue digging, it's like doing useless work.

When the uncle heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly took a sip of saliva into the palm of his hand, then wiped it, and then dug it hard. He had a hunch that there must be treasures here.

Seeing this, Yang Fan smiled slightly, he didn't know if there was a deep place, but there was absolutely no one in the range of half a meter deep, I wish him good luck!

As soon as Hu Wei blinked an eye, he saw that Yang Fan had another item in his hand, and he was shocked and hurriedly ran over.

"Holy!"

This foul language was not burst out by Hu Wei, but the monk who quit corruption couldn't help blurting out when he saw Yang Fan's item.

At this time, the others also turned around and saw this scene, and they were all very surprised and gathered around. You can dig it yourself so quickly? It can't be that you've already seen it, right?

At least in the hearts of many people, it must have been that kid who found something greasy and got it so quickly.

"What baby?" asked Hu Wei.

When everyone walked in, they found that it was a small wine Gu, and the surface was actually blood-red. Without a closer look, everyone was already shocked and had a preliminary guess.

"It can't be a red sacrifice, right?" someone immediately guessed.

Looking at its appearance, it is indeed a sacrifice red. After all, the whole blood-red porcelain was very rare in ancient times, and it was also extremely precious, and many people couldn't think of anything else except sacrificial red.

Yang Fan smiled: "It should be, but it's not clear what dynasty it is." ”

The red glaze color is like the chicken blood of the initial condensation, deep and stable, moist and even, there is no crack texture in the glaze, because the sacrificial red vessel is used for the sacrifice of the suburban altar, hence the name.

In ancient times, the royal family often used it as a sacrificial vessel, and when people prepared the red glaze, they often mixed gold, coral, agate, jade and other precious things into the glaze, which really did not hesitate to spend money. Even then, it is often not possible to produce a good finished product. Because red glazed porcelain has always been difficult to fire, it is more valuable than other colored glazes.

Yang Fan knows that this kind of porcelain is made of copper in the reducing atmosphere of red firing, but this production atmosphere is not easy to control, so it is very precious, the middle and late Ming Dynasty was once lost, until the Qing Dynasty to resume firing, the color is more gorgeous, diverse.

If you ask how rare this kind of porcelain is, Yang Fan can tell you that in the collection of nearly 10,000 pieces of Jingdezhen Ceramics Museum, there are only nine and a half pieces of sacrificial red, and one of them is a sacrificial red in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, and only half of it is left in the collection.

Everyone gathered around to watch the meeting, and basically confirmed that this porcelain was an extremely precious sacrificial red.

"It's really a red sacrifice!" an old man's voice trembled a little.

This well-preserved sacrificial red porcelain is really rare, and there are absolutely no twenty pieces to be found in China, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rare treasure. If you take it out for auction, it will definitely cause a crazy robbery.

Hu Wei licked his lips, he searched for several years, but he didn't find a sacrificial red. The year before last, one was seen in Panjiayuan, but only a third.

In fact, since the Tang Dynasty, Chinese ceramic artists have invented the red glaze firing technology, during the Northern Song Dynasty, the Jun kiln in Henan perfected this process and fired the red glaze ceramics known as "Jun Hong".

However, the firing process of Jun kiln is not mature, and the red glaze is often mixed with other colors, and the sacrificial red burned by Jingdezhen people in the Xuande period surpasses the Jun kiln in terms of color and purity, and people call it "Xuande Festival". Later, for unknown reasons, this firing technique of red glaze was inexplicably lost.

Firing this kind of porcelain can never guarantee the output, even if it is the emperor's death order, it is difficult to guarantee, and it is destined to be inherently noble.

"Transfer?" asked Hu Wei.

The eyes of the people around them lit up, and this question was a question that made their hearts clear.

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