Chapter 1217: A Painting
Lin Xiaohu subconsciously looked at Brother Sun who was facing the half of the mouth, only to see that his face changed greatly, his mouth opened wide, and he seemed to see something terrifying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info looked closely at his eyes, which seemed to be glowing yellow, and he didn't know if it was the gold in the clay pot that was reflected in his eyes, or if it was his own imagination. Seeing that Long Huafeng was still slowly turning over the iron bowl against their side, Lin Xiaohu was anxious and angry, grabbed his right arm with his left hand and pulled it violently, and the iron bowl flew up completely.
The mouth of the clay pot is wide open!
The yellow light instantly invaded Lin Xiaohu's eyes, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he quickly took a few deep breaths, only then did he calm down slightly, and Dingqing looked at it, and an inch deep below the mouth of the can, three shiny little gold bars were quietly placed, just covering everything below.
"Awesome!" Long Hua couldn't help but curse out a foul word, as if this was the only way to express the excitement and excitement in his heart.
A few onlookers gasped in surprise.
Li Bing was pleasantly surprised: "There is really gold!" Long Huafeng glared at him and said, "Shhh Only then did Li Bing realize that he was shouting too loudly, and smiled embarrassedly.
Lin Xiaohu was the only one who didn't make a weird sound, but that didn't mean he wasn't excited. In fact, he may have been more thrilled and surprised than these people. Dingqing looked at it, only to see that the three small yellow croakers were two finger thick, one knuckle high, and the length could not be seen because the whole picture could not be seen clearly, but it should only be a little longer than the mouth of the can, otherwise it would not be able to be put in. If you roughly calculate the sum of these three, how can they be more than half a catty, right? More than half a catty is 300 grams smaller, and one gram is calculated as * 100 yuan...... Good guys, the market value of these three is around 120,000. But this is only seen on the surface of the can mouth, what about below? What if it's all small yellow croaker?
Lin Xiaohu said: "Take out these three first, and see what is underneath." Long Huafeng nodded and said happily: "It's best to have something fresh below, if it's all gold, it's really not interesting."
As he spoke, he moved his hand, and in an instant, he saw that all three small yellow fish were taken out and placed on the ground at his feet. These three small yellow croakers, with pure texture, meticulous workmanship, no burrs, neat and stereotyped, should be produced by professional gold shop workshops. However, Lin Xiaohu was not in the mood to observe them carefully at this moment, and he had to stare at the inside of the clay pot.
The second layer is still gold bars, which are full, and Long Huafeng touched them out one by one and put them next to the three earlier, and counted them, a total of seven. That's a total of ten. The faces and eyes of these ten onlookers were all yellow, orange and orange, and no one spoke, they were all excited and inexplicably silent, just concentrating on the next layer of things.
But the good fortune seems to end here, and the third layer is not a gold bar.
Long Huafeng touched it for a while, raised his head and said to Lin Xiaohu: "It seems that there are no gold bars, his grandmother's ......"
Lin Xiaohu frowned and asked, "What's that?" Long Huafeng shook his head and said, "It's flat and neat, like marble, and like an iron plate."
Lin Xiaohu said, "A whole piece?" Long Huafeng shook his head and said, "No, there is a gap, you can take it out."
Lin Xiaohu said: "Then what else do you say, hurry up and get it outside." Long Huafeng smiled: "Order!"
Long Huafeng then found out some boards that looked like iron and non-iron, like stones and not stones, with different areas and sizes, some of which were almost the same as the mouth of the can, and some were only the size of an egg, but these boards had one thing in common, that is, the thickness was the same, they were all a little more than a centimeter, and it seemed that it was originally a whole
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body, deliberately crushed in order to fit into a jar.
Lin Xiaohu noticed that Long Huafeng's right hand was white and flawless at first, and when he touched these broken boards, there were some black and gray things on the fingertips and fingertips of his five fingers.
Long Huafeng also saw it later, and said in surprise: "What is this?" It's not poison, is it?"
Lin Xiaohu said angrily when he heard this: "Get out, just remember the poison." I smell a smell of charcoal ash. Long Huafeng sniffed it under his nose when he heard this, nodded and said, "Really, it seems to be charcoal." He rubbed it with his left hand and smiled: "Sure enough, it's charcoal." Strange, strange, what are you doing with charcoal under the gold?"
Lin Xiaohu frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't come up with a reason, and said, "Keep digging, and it may be clear to get everything inside."
Long Huafeng reached in and touched it for a while, and what he took out again was really broken charcoal, some were blocks, some were sticks, and some had turned into slag. However, there was not much charcoal, and it was only a small pile on the ground and then there was no more.
Long Huafeng suddenly shouted: "Strange!"
Lin Xiaohu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Long Huafeng said: "It seems to be a whole below, it is cold to the touch, it seems to be an iron block, and there is no gap......
Lin Xiaohu said: "How can it be iron? It's a nugget, right?" Long Huafeng shook his head and said, "No, the surface of the gold nugget is not so rough...... Hey, there's a hole in here......"
When Lin Xiaohu heard Long Huafeng say that it was not a gold nugget, his heart was full of disappointment, and when he heard him mention a hole again, he was no longer interested, and said casually: "What if there is a hole?" Long Huafeng exclaimed with a rich expression: "Hey, it's really a hole." Boss, you said that there is a hole in the middle of a whole piece of iron, in the direction of the mouth of the can, that is, in the center of the whole can, what does this mean?"
Lin Xiaohu shook his head. Long Huafeng asked again: "Then you said that there are gold bars on it, but there is a large piece of iron below, and there is a hole in the middle of the iron block, what does this mean?"
Lin Xiaohu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had captured something, but when he asked him to say it, he couldn't do it, and said wonderingly: "What do you say?" Long Huafeng shook his head: "I don't know, I feel what treasure is in the hole, and I actually put the gold bar on the neck to cover up."
After Lin Xiaohu heard this, his eyes lit up, yes, no matter whether the innermost piece of iron is or not, and what the hole does, just by putting the gold bar on the surface as a cover, you can judge that what is placed in the hole is likely to be something more valuable than the gold bar, it must be the best treasure.
Lin Xiaohu shouted, "Don't be busy yet." Long Huafeng stopped in surprise and looked up at him. Lin Xiaohu said: "If it is really something more valuable than gold bars, maybe there is some mechanism." You get out of the way, I'll shine a flash on my phone and see if I can see what's inside. When everything is clear, it's not too late for you to start. ”
Long Huafeng said: "It's still thoughtful, haha, come on."
Standing up and flashing to the side, Lin Xiaohu approached the clay pot, turned on the flash of his mobile phone, and aimed it inside. Several people came over, hoping to see the mystery inside.
Don't say it, the flash effect on this mobile phone is really good, not inferior to the camera, this one shines in, and the inside of the clay pot is as bright as day.
The first thing Lin Xiaohu saw was the iron-like thing that Long Huafeng said, and he couldn't see the specific color: the color was very dark, but it was definitely not gold, and the height was above the belly of the clay pot, and it was estimated that the height of the clay pot was from two-thirds stronger, that is, this thing was the overall part of the weight of the clay pot. estimate
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For a moment, it may really be iron, such a big iron lump, it really has to be a few hundred catties.
The second glance Lin Xiaohu aimed at the center of this thing, there was indeed a swarthy circular hole, about three or four centimeters in diameter, Ding Qing looked into it, there seemed to be a scroll erected in the hole, and there was something similar to charcoal between the scroll and the four walls of the hole. Considering that the previous item was also covered with a layer of charcoal ash, it is likely that there is a certain relationship between the two.
Lin Xiaohu took a step back and told Long Huafeng: "It seems to be a scroll inside, you can pull it out." Long Huafeng smiled: "Damn, you think it's, and you pull it out, is it good to take it out."
Lin Xiaohu scolded with a smile: "Then take it out, hurry up, don't talk nonsense."
Long Huafeng half-squatted down, holding the clay pot with one hand, and reached in with his right hand to grope, and after a while, he saw his brows furrowed, and his right arm was slowly raised. When he lifted his right hand out of the jar, the object on his finger caught the attention of everyone present.
It was indeed a scroll, visible from the shaft rod at the end of the neck, but the whole scroll was wrapped in a black sleeve. The cover was like cloth, cotton, and sackcloth, tightly wrapped in a scroll. And on the outside of the sleeve, some charcoal particles hang in the cracks of the holes above.
Long Huafeng muttered: "Is it a celebrity calligraphy and painting?" These charcoal blocks obviously absorb water to keep them dry, and there is a layer on them, and there is also a layer in the holes, indicating that the owner is afraid that the calligraphy and painting will be damaged by moisture. ”
Lin Xiaohu said: "Wouldn't you know if you open it and take a look?" Long Huafeng looked hesitantly at the door and said, "I'm afraid that this calligraphy and painting is too old, and once it comes into contact with the air, it may be rapidly oxidized, distorted or even damaged."
Lin Xiaohu said: "Although I don't understand the protection of cultural relics, have I never eaten pork and never seen a pig run?" Aren't those that are quickly oxidized and corroded away when they see the air are silk fabrics and murals? And it's very old. Like the one in front of me, although I don't know what age it is, but look at this gold bar......" said, Lin Xiaohu touched one with his hand, weighed it in his hand, and continued: "This look is the Ming and Qing dynasties, only the gold bars of the Ming and Qing dynasties were made and used on a large scale......"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gold bar flipped in my hand, and a line of small print printed in the lower right corner caught his attention. Lin Xiaohu hurriedly put it in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and it was written: Xin Zi Bao Cheng Feng Ji Tianzu Chi.
These words provide two very important information, one is the origin of the gold bar, and the other is the purity of the gold bar, as for the previous Xin word, Lin Xiaohu does not understand what it means at all, and it has something to do with the Tiangan of the year when the gold bar was produced?
Long Huafeng glanced at it, but didn't read more meaning, and said: "Okay, then listen to you, but let's say it first, if this calligraphy and painting corrodes, I won't be responsible."
Lin Xiaohu smiled: "It's something that was dug up for no reason, it's better if you have it, it's okay if you don't have it, what are you worried about?" Long Huafeng said: "Okay, then I'll open it."
He took off the black sleeve on the outside of the scroll and threw it aside, holding the outermost shaft in his left hand, and began to roll the scroll to the right with his right hand. Lin Xiaohu saw that this scroll seemed to be not small, so he took it from his hand and put the scroll as he walked to the right. When he came to the end, a strange picture of forty centimeters tall and one meter five or six meters long appeared in front of everyone.
"Wow, it's a painting. Hey, it's not flowers, birds, insects, fish, or landscapes, what is this?" Long Huafeng only glanced at it cursoryly and then asked.
Lin Xiaohu stared at the scenery in the painting seriously. I don't know if I don't see it, but this look scared me a lot.
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