Ling Mei observed the porcelain cellar and hesitated: "The hole is too small for people to get into." ”

The gold ingots shouted: "Whatever you touch, move to the space!" ”

Leaving Xianyun Mountain's lack of spiritual power, Ling Mei had no way to directly transfer what she saw into space, so she could only use it as an ordinary space.

Ling Mei tried her best to reach into the cave, the tentacles were cool and smooth, and she was secretly excited: if she could find some porcelain from the Song and Yuan dynasties, it would be really developed!

It's a pity that all she touches with her fingertips are fragments.

But the gold ingots began to scream: "Such a strong spiritual power, it is worthy of being refined by the hands of famous craftsmen and by fire, and it has also absorbed the treasure of thousands of years of goblins in the ground!" I feel like I'm expanding, my spiritual power is recovering, and the spiritual power of space is increasing—"

Gradually, the gold ingots lost their voice. The space began to rumble and tremble.

Ling Mei secretly thought that the opening of this porcelain kiln would not be long before it spread throughout the village like sea cucumbers. Maybe there will be archaeological experts who will come to study it. You have to leave something for them so as not to attract suspicion.

When he was busy working, the sound of Ziming sounded behind him.

"Dad, uncle, look, Ling Mei is there!"

Zhiqiang Zhiyuan, Ling Hui and his grandmother all came.

Zhiqiang and Zixia both worked in the porcelain factory. As soon as I saw the cave in the hillside, I remembered in my heart: This is not a cave for burning porcelain! How did it come to be here?

The father and son coincidentally came up with a thought: Could it be that the typhoon blew out an ancient porcelain kiln? If there are a few pieces of porcelain left in it, it will become an antique artifact! The family is going to make a fortune!

The hearts of Zhiqiang's father and son are hot, and Ling Mei is really a fortune boy. This can be met by her! But the brothers settle the accounts, and they will have to take the lion's head for a while.

Even Zhiyuan saw some doorways: "Brother, this is like a porcelain kiln." ”

Zhiqiang's blood was full of blood, and he desperately shoveled away the mud and stones on the ground, while shouting: "Ling Mei, don't mess around and touch and break the things in the kiln!" ”

Ling Mei felt that if her uncle knew that it was full of broken porcelain, he would probably be mad.

Mother Luo looked at Ling Mei and thought in her heart: Mazu bless! The Luo family said that they had to be lucky. She pushed the cinnamon incense: "What are you doing?" Don't hurry up and get Ling Mei out! ”

What else can Guixiang and Ling Hui do? Just wave a shovel.

Half an hour later, everyone laid a few big stones on the ground, and Zhiqiang and his son took the lead in rushing to the mouth of the porcelain kiln. The person was about to drill into it, and Ling Mei hurriedly said: "Be careful of the landslide." ”

Zhiqiang didn't care too much, so he reached out and touched it.

"Dad, tap it!" Zixia couldn't help but scream, "What should I do if I break the things inside?" ”

Zhiqiang's hand stopped in mid-air and trembled, and he took it back: "Zixia, it's still you who touch." ”

Zixia took a breath, cautiously, as if caressing the girl's soft skin, and took out pieces of broken porcelain.

Guixiang muttered softly in disbelief: "Why did you find the ancient porcelain kiln again?" Could it be that she is really the God of Wealth reincarnated in our family? ”

Ling Hui glanced at his mother: "It's all fragments." How much is it worth? ”

Guixiang breathed a sigh of relief: It's the same. Broken porcelain is worthless.

Zhiqiang's father and son were busy for a long time, and all the porcelain they took out was broken, and the smile on their faces gradually sank.

Zixia said discouragedly: "Dad, this is a waste porcelain pit." ”

Zhiqiang's eyes widened: "You look for it again, look for it again-"

"Dad." Zixia withdrew his hand in despair and persuaded him. "The old kiln on our side has long been dug up. This can be stayed, probably because of the waste stored in it. ”

If there are defective products in a furnace of porcelain, all of them will be destroyed on the spot, and they will never be allowed to wander in the market to disturb the market. This ancient kiln is estimated to have been an abandoned kiln at that time, specially used to bury waste porcelain.

The Luo family was disappointed.

Luo Mu asked in a trembling voice: "Is there really no complete good thing?" ”

Zixia sighed: "Grandma, you are also from Porcelain Kiln Street." You don't know this rule yet? ”

Luo Mu just sighed. Zhiqiang's joy was in vain, the fire in his heart was churning nowhere, staring at Ling Mei fiercely, and his eyes searched back and forth on her like a robber. But the summer clothes are light and thin, so it is impossible for Mei to hide any porcelain on her body. Zhiqiang was extremely disappointed, and sat on the ground with his head pulled his hair in pain.

Money, money!

At this time, someone in the village had already passed by and saw the porcelain kiln, and they wanted to come and find it, but the Luo family did not stop it, only saying that it was a waste kiln. After a while, a dozen or so villagers gathered, and they only touched some broken porcelain after touching for a long time.

Luo's mother comforted the decadent Zhiqiang and the irritable Zixia: "How can we meet the reason for all the good things in this world?" ”

From an ancient porcelain kiln to a waste porcelain kiln, the psychological gap between Zhiqiang's father and son is too large, and it is inevitable that it will be difficult to calm down for a while.

Zixia was powerless to support his father: "Dad, let's go back." ”

Ling Mei hurriedly said: "Don't leave yet." This place was the first one we found, and the village chief must have brought someone over. In case something is discovered, our family will have to leave a name. ”

Luo Mu suddenly felt reasonable. When I raised my eyes, I saw the figure of the village chief and the director of the porcelain factory.

She hurriedly asked her children to make a look of guarding the porcelain kiln, and stepped forward with a smile: "Village chief, factory director Shen." You're finally here. ”

The village chief nodded at her, "Yo." I really found an ancient porcelain kiln! Are you - guarding the porcelain kiln? ”

"That's going to have to be guarded." Luo Mu smiled, "You and Director Shen didn't come." We don't dare to act rashly. ”

Director Shen was very happy and praised her: "The consciousness of Zhiqiang's family is high. Then he asked, "How did you find it?" ”

Luo's mother explained: "In the morning, my granddaughter came out to play and was trapped by the landslide here. When we arrived, we found a porcelain kiln on the hillside. ”

Director Shen's excitement all the way has faded a lot in the "waste porcelain kiln" passed down by the villagers. He checked the size regulations of the kiln, and the last bit of hope dissipated.

picked up a piece of porcelain and put it in the sun to look at it carefully, and his eyes flashed with surprise: "Ru porcelain, these are Ru porcelain!" ”

Where the clouds break through the sky, Ru porcelain appears in the world.

The village chief was surprised: "Our village has burned Ru porcelain before?" That's a precious thing that only the official kiln can afford to burn! ”

Director Shen squatted on the ground and was excited: "Yes." Ru porcelain is expensive and extremely difficult, but there are also private kilns that occasionally fire it. But in the history of porcelain on our side, there has never been a record of Ru porcelain. Look at the color and the ice chips here! It is indeed Ru porcelain, there is no doubt. ”

Although it has been broken into pieces, the beauty of Ru porcelain can still be glimpsed from it: warm as jade, glorious and restrained.

Director Shen made up countless stories in his mind for a while, and picked the most likely one: "Maybe a rich businessman spent a lot of money to hire someone to burn it, but then I don't know what happened, and all of them were destroyed." ”

Hope appeared in Zhiqiang's eyes again, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Director Shen, are these porcelain pieces still valuable?" ”

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