Qian Yongqiang followed the direction of Li Qiming's finger and also saw that thing.

"It's gray, it's like mud." Li Qiming said. "How can there be this thing in a good house?"

"Where did this come from?" Qian Yongqiang's father asked. "A few bare logs can't hide such a thing!"

"Like a package!" Qian Yongqiang said. "Let's go down and have a look,"

Qian Yongqiang and Li Qiming slipped down the ladder. When they came to the black thing, they were stunned.

"What a package!" Li Qiming said. "yes, it looks like an old thing!"

Qian Yongqiang glanced at the broken beam and found that there was a groove, he said excitedly, "This is when my grandfather built the house, he deliberately dug a groove in the beam, put the package in it, and then sealed it!" ”

"Master, your grandfather is running in a pawnshop, and there must be something valuable in this package!" Li Qiming said.

Qian Yongqiang and Li Qiming squatted next to the package and looked at the package carefully: they found that the package was made of homespun cloth, which had lost its original color due to its age, and now only showed gray-black; The cloth is also rotten, and it feels like it will be powdered when you touch it.

"What is it?" Hearing that a package had been found, Qian Yongqiang's father also hurriedly came down from the roof.

"Dad, you're so old, pay attention to your body, slow down when you go down the ladder, it's not fun if you fall somewhere!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Qian Yongqiang's father said excitedly, "This is what my grandfather left me, open it to see if it is gold and silver jewelry!" ”

Qian Yongqiang carefully brushed off the dust on the package, unwrapped the package, and found that there was a thick layer of oiled paper inside, which had dried thoroughly and was tightly glued to the objects inside.

Qian Yongqiang's father's eyes widened, and he watched his son uncover the layers of oil paper with trembling hands without blinking, and he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.

In fact, at this time, Qian Yongqiang and Li Qiming were also nervous to death, and their two pairs of eyes were also staring at the package in front of them. Every time Qian Yongqiang uncovered a layer of oiled paper, several people's hearts trembled.

Uncover all the oil paper, and see that there is an iron box wrapped inside, due to the age, although there is oil paper wrapping, but there are still rust stains on the iron box, and some places have been rusted.

"There's a baby!" Li Qiming swallowed his saliva and whispered.

"Shhhhh ”

Li Qiming stuck out his tongue and hurriedly covered his mouth.

When he opened the iron box, there was still a thick layer of oiled paper inside, Qian Yongqiang carefully opened the innermost layer of oiled paper, and found that it was a small turn of old rice paper wrapped in something.

At this time, the hearts of all three people were tense to the extreme.

"Gold!" Qian Yongqiang's father said excitedly, "What is wrapped in it must be gold!" ”

"Uncle," Li Qiming grimaced at him, "Don't make a sound, you'll scare the baby away!" ”

"This kid is no bigger than his uncle!" Qian Yongqiang's father said, "This is the last layer, we are staring at three pairs of eyes, and we can't run away from any treasure!" ”

When the old rice paper was uncovered, it was found that it was a booklet bound together with an older turn of rice paper. The booklet is not large, about thirty-two pages; The booklet is not thick, Qian Yongqiang counted a total of seven; Each one is depicted with delicate figures, ladies or landscape paintings.

The booklet is covered with large and small black and yellow mold spots. I took a closer look at the inscription on the cover. "Qiu Ying's Sketch", four large characters written in ink come into view.

Qian Yongqiang and Li Qiming's eyes straightened after looking at them, their mouths were half open, and they couldn't say half a word for a while.

Qiu Ying was a master of painting in the Ming Dynasty and one of the four Ming families. Qiu Ying's paintings, one is very rare on the market, and seven of them came out at once, which is really unbelievable and unbelievable!

If these seven Qiu Ying's drawings are genuine, they are really valuable!

"I thought it was something valuable, but it was just a pile of waste paper!" Qian Yongqiang's father saw that there was no imaginary gold, silver and jewelry in the package, and he immediately deflated, sat on the ground, and smoked hard.

Qian Yongqiang glanced at Li Qiming, Li Qiming understood, pretended to be fine, and sat on the ground to rest. Qian Yongqiang put the sketch back into the iron box, then quietly came to the front of the car, hid the iron box under the seat, and then locked the door. Qian Yongqiang came back and sat next to Li Qiming to rest.

"What did you do?" Qian Yongqiang's father asked his son.

"I put the tin box in the car and threw it away when I got back. This old thing is unlucky to keep at home. Qian Yongqiang said.

Qian Yongqiang knew that his father was a good gambler, and even if he had more money, it was not enough for him to lose at the table. I wanted to hide the value of the contents of the iron box from him.

"Without money, he can gamble less. If you have money, you will gamble day and night. Not to mention losing all the money, even the family's farm work has been delayed! Qian Yongqiang thought to himself, "I'd better keep this money and do something useful." ”

During the break, while his father was not paying attention, Qian Yongqiang called Li Qiming, and the two hid in the car. Qian Yongqiang opened the iron box and carefully admired several paintings with Li Qiming.

"Master, there is no doubt that this is the real thing!" Li Qiming said.

"It's hard to say," Qian Yongqiang thought while looking at it, and then said, "The rice paper wrapped outside should be from the middle and late Qing Dynasty, Qiu Ying was a painter in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and my ancestor should have gotten these paintings at the end of the Qing Dynasty, with an interval of hundreds of years!" ”

"True or not, this is an old thing!"

"That's for sure, even if it was copied at the end of the Qing Dynasty, so many sheets can be worth 10,000 yuan!"

"How much is it worth if it's genuine?" Li Qiming asked curiously.

"The original work can probably sell for about 100,000 yuan!" Qian Yongqiang said, "The size is a little smaller. If it's bigger, it's worth the money! ”

"100,000 authentic works, 10,000 copies of handfuls." Li Qiming said, "This disparity is a bit big! ”

"That's for sure." Qian Yongqiang said, "If these paintings are copied, I say they can be worth 10,000 pieces, mainly because they are aged!" ”

"I don't think it should be copied," Li Qiming said, "Your ancestor was a pawnshop, and he must be well versed in appreciation, if it is a copying thing, he will not put it on the beam of the house, a hundred and ten years!" ”

"Makes sense!" Qian Yongqiang said, "Judging by my level, there is no doubt that it is genuine!" ”“

"Master, you're rich again!" Li Qiming said happily, "Congratulations! ”

"Crooked!" Qian Yongqiang said, "I didn't approve of building a house, but because my dad was soft and hard, I had to meet his requirements." - I didn't expect my ancestors to leave me such a heavy gift. I really have to thank my grandparents! ”

"Master, you just made eye contact with me, didn't you want your uncle to know about this?" Li Qiming asked puzzled.

"Yes," said Qian Yongqiang, "you have to keep it a secret from me." My dad had a bad hobby – gambling!

"When he didn't have any money, he had to squeeze some money to gamble. If he knew that this thing was worth money, he would sell it and use it for gambling, and before long, the money would be someone else's! ”

"If you have time, you have to persuade your uncle to stop gambling!"

"It's useless!" Qian Yongqiang said bitterly, "I have persuaded him dozens of times, but it has no effect at all; My mother also persuaded him at first, but instead of listening, he started beating people! ”

"Alas-" Li Qiming sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Then these treasures, are you going to take them to Nanjing, or continue to stay at home?"

"Take it to Nanjing and store it first." Qian Yongqiang said, "Family heirlooms, it is said that I should continue to keep them at home and keep them properly, but my parents don't know that this thing is valuable, they think it is waste paper, and I can't say it explicitly, I am afraid that if I leave it at home, one day my father will see it and throw them in the garbage heap!" ”

"Then it's a cheap garbage picker!" Li Qiming said with a smile.

"The garbage picker has no advantage to take," said Qian Yongqiang, "and the garbage picker will put it together with other waste paper, sell it to the purchase station, and finally bargain with a fellow bargainer!" ”

"If that's too funny," Li Qiming said, "Master, you are a person who picks up goods, and your own goods are let others buy them, haha, it's incredible to think about it!" ”

"So I'm not going to let that happen!" Qian Yongqiang said, "I want to take them with me!" ”

"Do you want to sell them?" Li Qiming asked.

"No!" Qian Yongqiang said firmly, "If it is the goods found at the acquisition station, I will sell them all without blinking an eye." But this is something that has been handed down from my ancestors, and I won't sell it easily! - I can't get over this hurdle in my heart! ”

"Master, it is estimated that when you go back this time, a few of them will know that you got such a treasure from the old house, and they will not all be envious to death!"

"Haha, not really, right?" Qian Yongqiang said, "I was also unexpected. I never dreamed that such a good thing would befall me! ”

"I guess," Li Qiming said, "Huang Youcai will go home and demolish the house." He will not only demolish the old house, but also dig three feet into the ground to find the treasures left by his ancestors! ”

"Nothing was found in the end!" Qian Yongqiang couldn't help but laugh when he thought about Huang Youcai's angry appearance.

"What are you two doing in the car?" Qian Yongqiang's father couldn't find anyone at work, so he looked for a while, came to the car, looked in through the glass, and saw the two sitting in the car, giggling endlessly, and hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and work!" ”

"I didn't do anything, I just rested!" Qian Yongqiang pushed the car door and walked down, waiting for Li Qiming to get out of the car and lock the car door before leaving.

"Do you need to lock the door in your yard?" Qian Yongqiang's father asked.

"I'm used to locking outside, and I want to lock it anywhere!" Qian Yongqiang said perfunctorily. "It's only been a short break, and you're going to work?"

"For a moment?" Qian Yongqiang's father opened his eyes wide and said, "It's been a long time." You guys, fortunately, are in business, if you hit the banker, I'm afraid you will starve to death a few times! ”

"The house is almost demolished," Qian Yongqiang asked, "what are we going to do next?" ”

"Aren't there still a few walls?" Qian Yongqiang's father said, "Let's hurry up and try to tear down these walls in the afternoon!" ”

"Pushing the wall?" Qian Yongqiang said, "With such a thick wall, the three of us can't push it!" ”

"First use a pickaxe to cut the foundation of the wall, and then we push it again, which is much easier." Qian Yongqiang's father said, "Let's each have a pickaxe, hurry up!" ”

Qian Yongqiang frowned and said, "This is very dangerous!" ”

"Afraid of what?" Qian Yongqiang's father said disappreciatively, "Look carefully, it'll be fine!" ”

After the foundation of the wall was planed, the three of them began to shout and push the wall. After pushing for a while, the wall just shook back and forth, and there was no intention of falling.

"I'll cut its roots again!" As he spoke, Li Qiming walked to the opposite side of the wall with a pickaxe, and after a while, Qian Yongqiang shouted to him to stop and told him to run away quickly, because at this time the wall had begun to shake by itself.

"Mom!" Just as Li Qiming was about to leave with a pickaxe, the entire wall collapsed.

"It's over!" Qian Yongqiang's father closed his eyes and said, "Someone died!" ”