"How? Didn't pick what you were looking for? ”

Seeing Fang Ming empty-handed, Sima Xiangqin was quite strange, the cultural relics in it were all identified by himself and Ma Tian, especially in the end, they were all grasped by Sun Ming, if he and Ma Tian looked away, it was okay, but Sun Ming's vision was very poisonous, how could he be wrong?

"Hmm."

Fang Ming nodded, he wanted to find out if there were any cultural relics and antiques that could still cause the color change of his Pixiu, but the result of the search just now was that there were cultural relics and antiques that caused the color change of Pixiu, but they were all yellow, so there was no need to take other cultural relics and antiques.

"That'...... Take only this bowl? ”

Just now, when Fang Ming went to pick out other cultural relics and antiques, he handed the porcelain bowl to Sima Xiangqin, so it was in her hand.

"Well, yes, that's enough for this."

Fang Ming took the porcelain bowl and walked outside, seeing that Sima Xiangqin locked the door and followed Fang Ming back to Sun Ming's tent.

"Picked?"

When he saw Fang Ming walk in, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, Sun Ming was a little strange, he had seen every piece of cultural relics and antiques in the iron room, and knew that there were more precious than the porcelain bowl that Fang Ming had chosen.

"One representative is enough."

Fang Ming sat down, handed the porcelain bowl to Sun Ming, and said, "Sun~one~Ben~Read~ Novel ybdu old, what do you think of this porcelain bowl?" Which dynasty is it from? ”

Sun Ming had already studied this porcelain bowl before, and at this time, he just took it and took a look at it, then handed it to Liang Bo, and then said: "This is a Tang thing, in fact, I think the things in the iron room are all from the Tang Dynasty, whether it is from the shape of the vessel or the characteristics of the ornamentation, etc., it can be seen that it is from the Tang Dynasty." ”

Fang Ming was not surprised at all to listen to Sun Ming's conclusion, "I also appraised it, I agree with Sun Lao, you point out that this porcelain bowl is exactly what was in the Tang Dynasty." ”

"That'...... Fang Ming, do you see anything else special? ”

Looking at Sun Ming's eyes full of expectation, Fang Ming wanted to say that he had made a discovery, but in the end he could only shake his head and say, "Not yet." ”

Sun Ming was disappointed for a while, but immediately made fun of himself in his heart, thinking to himself what was wrong, when did he become so anxious?

Fang Ming had just gotten the porcelain bowl in front of him, and he hadn't had time to study it yet.

r/> "I'm too anxious, heh, doing our job, nothing, but there is time, you study slowly, fortunately, we still have a big beauty here, I think you should be interested in staying here for a longer time." ”

Sima Xiangqin didn't care that Sun Ming was his senior, and after hearing this, he glared fiercely and said, "Old Sun, you are a typical disrespect for the elderly." ”

"Hah! I can't afford to pay Fang Ming's salary, the only one who can handle it is you. ”

People are old and spirits, this is a compliment, but people can ignore that the older people are, the thicker their skin becomes, especially those with higher seniority, and because their seniority is very high, their skin will be thickened, because others are not good to be angry with him.

At this time, Sun Ming is a typical example of this vividly.

Therefore, Sima Xiangqin can only take Sun Ming and have no way at all.

Fang Ming chatted with Sun Ming and the others for a while, asked some information he wanted to know, and then left, he wanted to study the porcelain bowl carefully. Sun Ming and Liang Bo are naturally happy to see this.

Back to the tent where he slept last night, because he and Liang Bo were arranged to live in a tent, so Fang Ming was the only one in the tent at this time, it was very quiet, which was just suitable for research, and Fang Ming couldn't ask for it.

Chairs are a rarity here, and the same is true of Fang Ming's tent, the only table is set up next to the bed, and Fang Ming puts the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table after sitting down on the bed.

The porcelain of the Tang Dynasty is divided into white porcelain and celadon, divided into north and south, in the north is the white porcelain represented by Xingjiao, and in the south is the celadon represented by Yuejiao and Changsha cellar.

Tang's white porcelain is divided into two types: fine and general, the fine white porcelain carcass is light and thin, the ultimate can be compared with paper, the shape is perfect, the glaze is crystal clear and clean, the white contains green, the fetus is fine white and the decoration is very exquisite, but such fine white porcelain is very few in terms of quantity. The general white porcelain is not so exquisite, and the shape and glaze color are relatively arbitrary.

Celadon is represented by Yue Jiao and Changsha Cellar, the carcass often presents a light gray, the enamel is very thin, often showing a blue-green as if it is jade, sometimes there will be flashing yellow characteristics, the aspect of the vessel type is more slender and tall, and the bowl is dominated by a large mouth.

……

The characteristics of these Tang Dynasty porcelains have long been "engraved" in Fang Ming's mind, so he took a moment

Memories all appeared in his mind, and the porcelain bowl in front of him was in line with the characteristics of all Tang Dynasty porcelain, so it was definitely a cultural relic of the Tang Dynasty, and there was no doubt about it.

However, what Fang Ming cared about and wanted to study was not this, what he wanted to know was why his Pixiu turned yellow.

Slowly holding the porcelain bowl in his hand, Fang Ming immediately saw a pixiu appear in his right hand, and then the color of the pottery bowl slowly changed, first slightly revealing a little yellow, then pale yellow, and finally the entire pixiu turned yellow: a yellow as if it had been boiled egg.

The first time Pixiu changed color was when he had gathered seven small bowls in Sanjiang City, but at that time, it was not just one color, but seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple; The second time the color appeared not long ago in the tomb, there were three colors: yellow, green, and blue, and then the yellow color appeared when I was holding the bowl in front of me.

Is there something involved?

As soon as Fang Ming thought of this, he immediately smiled, there was no connection between these incidents at all, the only thing that mattered was that these three Pixiu had changed color, and this time it all happened after he had gathered seven small bowls of Pixiu and didn't know what he had absorbed.

Could it be that the consequence of Pixiu's previous evolution was that it would change color?

What does that discoloration mean? In other words, what does discoloration mean?

Fang Ming's brows furrowed tightly, these questions were constantly spinning in his mind like a spiral, thinking over and over again, and even his right hand unconsciously knocked tightly on the porcelain bowl a few times, stopped, and then knocked a few more times.

However, as time passed minute by minute, Fang Ming did not gain anything except that his brows became tighter and tighter.

The sun slowly went down, and the sun shone obliquely to the door of the tent, a golden light.

"Yellow?!"

"Yellow?! What does yellow represent? What does it mean?! ”

Fang Ming stared at the porcelain bowl and muttered to himself, as if he was chanting a scripture.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the door to the tent was lifted, and a man rushed in.

"Fang Ming, there is a result...... Yes! ”

Seeing Fang Ming's daze, Sima Xiangqin exclaimed in a low voice, but even so, she found that Fang Ming was still

Dumbfounded, apparently not hearing his own words at all.

Seeing this, Sima Xiangqin almost instinctively wanted to raise her foot and kick it over, but when she lifted it, she suddenly found that Fang Ming was sitting on the bed now, and it had already happened once before that she kicked Fang Ming so much that she almost broke her head, if such a thing happened again, it was estimated that Fang Ming would go crazy.

Therefore, she could only put her feet down, however, she was obviously not a good-tempered person, and after she walked to Fang Ming's side, she slapped Fang Ming on the shoulder again.

"Ahh

Where did Fang Ming, who was out of his mind, think that he would be attacked by a sneak attack?

Therefore, Sima Xiangqin's slap made his whole body jump, and he let out a loud scream.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

After Fang Ming jumped up, he glared at Sima Xiangqin, he was seriously thinking about the problem just now, where would he have thought that he would be attacked suddenly?

Sima Xiangqin didn't expect Fang Ming to have such a big reaction, and she was also startled, "I'm ...... I...... I just called you, but you didn't react at all, so I just patted you. ”

"Pat me?"

Fang Ming tore open his clothes, then shook his head and said, "Look, this is just a shot?" ”

Sima Xiangqin looked at it and found that it was already red and swollen, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "This ...... Hee ......"

Sima Xiangqin wanted to explain, but in the end she didn't say anything, so she simply didn't say anything, the facts were in front of her, so she had nothing to explain.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, what did you find?"

Fang Ming immediately smiled bitterly when he heard this, thinking that it was himself who was beaten, why don't we talk about this? Moreover, he found that Sima Xiangqin seemed to be his nemesis, and since he met her, he had been "abused" twice.

Who knows if there will be a next time, no, there will be a next time, the difference just depends on when. As for the thing just now that I was thinking about the yellow color on Pixiu's body, it was definitely impossible to tell Sima Xiangqin.

"I didn't think of anything, I was just distracted, by the way, what are you doing with me?"

Sima Xiangqin didn't care either, and said, "You have been in this tent for a long time, and I haven't seen you come out, and Ma Tian's research has already yielded results."

, so I'm here to ask you to check it out. ”

"Oh?"

Fang Ming's spirits perked up and said, "Okay, let's go and have a look." ”

Since there is no progress in the situation of "working behind closed doors", it is also a good choice to simply see what conclusions Ma Tian's research has reached, and maybe you can give yourself a reference.

"How? Didn't pick what you were looking for? ”

Seeing Fang Ming empty-handed, Sima Xiangqin was quite strange, the cultural relics in it were all identified by himself and Ma Tian, especially in the end, they were all grasped by Sun Ming, if he and Ma Tian looked away, it was okay, but Sun Ming's vision was very poisonous, how could he be wrong?

"Hmm."

Fang Ming nodded, he wanted to find out if there were any cultural relics and antiques that could still cause the color change of his Pixiu, but the result of the search just now was that there were cultural relics and antiques that caused the color change of Pixiu, but they were all yellow, so there was no need to take other cultural relics and antiques.

"That'...... Take only this bowl? ”

Just now, when Fang Ming went to pick out other cultural relics and antiques, he handed the porcelain bowl to Sima Xiangqin, so it was in her hand.

"Well, yes, that's enough for this."

Fang Ming took the porcelain bowl and walked outside, seeing that Sima Xiangqin locked the door and followed Fang Ming back to Sun Ming's tent.

"Picked?"

When he saw Fang Ming walk in, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, Sun Ming was a little strange, he had seen every piece of cultural relics and antiques in the iron room, and knew that there were more precious than the porcelain bowl that Fang Ming had chosen.

"One representative is enough."

Fang Ming sat down, handed the porcelain bowl to Sun Ming, and said, "Old Sun, what do you think of this porcelain bowl?" Which dynasty is it from? ”

Sun Ming had already studied this porcelain bowl before, and at this time, he just took it and took a look at it, then handed it to Liang Bo, and then said: "This is a Tang thing, in fact, I think the things in the iron room are all from the Tang Dynasty, whether it is from the shape of the vessel or the characteristics of the ornamentation, etc., it can be seen that it is from the Tang Dynasty." ”

Fang Ming was not surprised at all to listen to Sun Ming's conclusion, "I also appraised it, I agree with Sun Lao, you point out that this porcelain bowl is exactly what was in the Tang Dynasty." ”

"That'...... Fang Ming, do you see anything else special? ”

Looking at Sun Ming's fullness

With expectant eyes, Fang Ming wanted to say that he had made a discovery, but in the end, he could only shake his head and say, "Not yet." ”

Sun Ming was disappointed for a while, but immediately made fun of himself in his heart, thinking to himself what was wrong, when did he become so anxious?

Fang Ming had just gotten the porcelain bowl in front of him, and he hadn't had time to study it yet.

"It's me who is too anxious, heh, doing our business, nothing, but there is time, you study slowly, fortunately, we still have a big beauty here, I think you should be interested in staying here for a longer time."

Sima Xiangqin didn't care that Sun Ming was his senior, and after hearing this, he glared fiercely and said, "Old Sun, you are a typical disrespect for the elderly." ”

"Hah! I can't afford to pay Fang Ming's salary, the only one who can handle it is you. ”

People are old and spirits, this is a compliment, but people can ignore that the older people are, the thicker their skin becomes, especially those with higher seniority, and because their seniority is very high, their skin will be thickened, because others are not good to be angry with him.

At this time, Sun Ming is a typical example of this vividly.

Therefore, Sima Xiangqin can only take Sun Ming and have no way at all.

Fang Ming chatted with Sun Ming and the others for a while, asked some information he wanted to know, and then left, he wanted to study the porcelain bowl carefully. Sun Ming and Liang Bo are naturally happy to see this.

Back to the tent where he slept last night, because he and Liang Bo were arranged to live in a tent, so Fang Ming was the only one in the tent at this time, it was very quiet, which was just suitable for research, and Fang Ming couldn't ask for it.

Chairs are a rarity here, and the same is true of Fang Ming's tent, the only table is set up next to the bed, and Fang Ming puts the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table after sitting down on the bed.

The porcelain of the Tang Dynasty is divided into white porcelain and celadon, divided into north and south, in the north is the white porcelain represented by Xingjiao, and in the south is the celadon represented by Yuejiao and Changsha cellar.

Tang's white porcelain is divided into two types: fine and general, the fine white porcelain carcass is light and thin, the ultimate can be compared with paper, the shape is perfect, the glaze is crystal clear and clean, the white contains green, the fetus is fine white and the decoration is very exquisite, but such fine white porcelain is very few in terms of quantity. The general white porcelain is not so exquisite, and the shape and glaze color are relatively arbitrary.

Celadon square

The noodles are represented by Yue Jiao and Changsha Cellar, the carcass often presents a faint gray, the enamel is very thin, often showing a blue-green as if it is jade, sometimes there are flashing yellow characteristics, the aspect of the vessel type is more slender and tall, and the bowl is dominated by a large mouth.

……

The characteristics of these Tang Dynasty porcelains have long been "engraved" in Fang Ming's mind, so he recalls them all in his mind, and the porcelain bowl in front of him is in line with the characteristics of all Tang Dynasty porcelain, so it is definitely a cultural relic of the Tang Dynasty, there is no doubt about this.

However, what Fang Ming cared about and wanted to study was not this, what he wanted to know was why his Pixiu turned yellow.

Slowly holding the porcelain bowl in his hand, Fang Ming immediately saw a pixiu appear in his right hand, and then the color of the pottery bowl slowly changed, first slightly revealing a little yellow, then pale yellow, and finally the entire pixiu turned yellow: a yellow as if it had been boiled egg.

The first time Pixiu changed color was when he had gathered seven small bowls in Sanjiang City, but at that time, it was not just one color, but seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple; The second time the color appeared not long ago in the tomb, there were three colors: yellow, green, and blue, and then the yellow color appeared when I was holding the bowl in front of me.

Is there something involved?

As soon as Fang Ming thought of this, he immediately smiled, there was no connection between these incidents at all, the only thing that mattered was that these three Pixiu had changed color, and this time it all happened after he had gathered seven small bowls of Pixiu and didn't know what he had absorbed.

Could it be that the consequence of Pixiu's previous evolution was that it would change color?

What does that discoloration mean? In other words, what does discoloration mean?

Fang Ming's brows furrowed tightly, these questions were constantly spinning in his mind like a spiral, thinking over and over again, and even his right hand unconsciously knocked tightly on the porcelain bowl a few times, stopped, and then knocked a few more times.

However, as time passed minute by minute, Fang Ming did not gain anything except that his brows became tighter and tighter.

The sun slowly went down, and the sun shone obliquely to the door of the tent, a golden light.

"Yellow?!"

"Yellow?! What does yellow represent? What does it mean?! ”

Fang Ming stared at the porcelain bowl and muttered to himself

, as if he was chanting the scriptures.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the door to the tent was lifted, and a man rushed in.

"Fang Ming, there is a result...... Yes! ”

Seeing Fang Ming's stunned appearance, Sima Xiangqin exclaimed in a low voice, but even so, she found that Fang Ming was still in a daze, obviously not hearing her words at all.

Seeing this, Sima Xiangqin almost instinctively wanted to raise her foot and kick it over, but when she lifted it, she suddenly found that Fang Ming was sitting on the bed now, and it had already happened once before that she kicked Fang Ming so much that she almost broke her head, if such a thing happened again, it was estimated that Fang Ming would go crazy.

Therefore, she could only put her feet down, however, she was obviously not a good-tempered person, and after she walked to Fang Ming's side, she slapped Fang Ming on the shoulder again.

"Ahh

Where did Fang Ming, who was out of his mind, think that he would be attacked by a sneak attack?

Therefore, Sima Xiangqin's slap made his whole body jump, and he let out a loud scream.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

After Fang Ming jumped up, he glared at Sima Xiangqin, he was seriously thinking about the problem just now, where would he have thought that he would be attacked suddenly?

Sima Xiangqin didn't expect Fang Ming to have such a big reaction, and she was also startled, "I'm ...... I...... I just called you, but you didn't react at all, so I just patted you. ”

"Pat me?"

Fang Ming tore open his clothes, then shook his head and said, "Look, this is just a shot?" ”

Sima Xiangqin looked at it and found that it was already red and swollen, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "This ...... Hee ......"

Sima Xiangqin wanted to explain, but in the end she didn't say anything, so she simply didn't say anything, the facts were in front of her, so she had nothing to explain.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, what did you find?"

Fang Ming immediately smiled bitterly when he heard this, thinking that it was himself who was beaten, why don't we talk about this? Moreover, he found that Sima Xiangqin seemed to be his nemesis, and since he met her, he had been "abused" twice.

Who knows if there will be a next time, no, there will be a next time, the difference only

It depends on when. As for the thing just now that I was thinking about the yellow color on Pixiu's body, it was definitely impossible to tell Sima Xiangqin.

"I didn't think of anything, I was just distracted, by the way, what are you doing with me?"

Sima Xiangqin didn't care, and said: "You have been in this tent for a long time, and I haven't seen you come out, and Ma Tian's research has already had results, so I asked you to take a look." ”

"Oh?"

Fang Ming's spirits perked up and said, "Okay, let's go and have a look." ”

Since there is no progress in the situation of "working behind closed doors", it is also a good choice to simply see what conclusions Ma Tian's research has reached, and maybe you can give yourself a reference.