Whether in the Northern and Southern Dynasties or in the Sui and Tang dynasties, the Hu bottle was a strategic material for the imperial court.

Emperor Wei Wendi is the largest collector of Hu bottles, and there is no one.

Tang Taizong's love for Hu Bottle was no less than that of Emperor Wen of Wei and Emperor Wen of Sui Emperor Yang Jian.

In order to commend the Liangzhou Governor Li Daliang's loyalty in exhorting the famous eagle, Li Shimin once wrote: "I give Qing a Hu bottle today, although it is not as heavy as a thousand yi, it is a thing for my own use!"

This shows how high Hu Bottle's status was in the top social circles at that time.

In the historical materials of Tubo, Tubo Zampu also presented a bottle to Li Longji to show his submission!

When Li Longji was in power, Tubo, who was invincible all over the world, had become an honest turtle!

As for other great poets such as Wang Changling and Lu Lun, they have also written poems about Hu Bottle, which is extremely beautiful!

Hu bottles were introduced to Shenzhou from the Northern Zhou Dynasty to the Northern Song Dynasty, and they have always been imported, and there are also physical unearthed.

In the eyes of high-ranking officials and nobles, this kind of high-level thing is equivalent to the status of the foreign royal family for Shenzhou porcelain and silk.

Over the years, there have been more than a dozen Hu bottles unearthed in Shenzhou, but no matter the size and production process, they are not as good as the king of Hu bottles I found.

This is also the largest of all known museums in the world, including the Museum of the Persian Empire!

In addition to this king of Hu bottles, there are also several little brothers and sisters Hu bottles, which are also exquisite.

As for those gold and silver ceramic dishes, they are all the best of the best!

Other daily necessities and gold accessories are good and bad, and most of them can only be used as research directions.

Among them, there are several gold belts that are very awesome, and proper first-class national treasures have no run.

On the contrary, those gold and silver coins are not only of great research significance, but also extremely valuable.

Sold abroad for auction, with your eyes closed, it starts with a million.

In addition, there are many thousand-year-old gems, which make me greedy and want to keep them for myself.

A dark green emerald, as thick as a thumb, weighs more than 40 carats.

The other is a yellow diamond. It's only about ten carats, but the clarity is super rare.

The evening was almost over, and I did a preliminary inventory.

If this batch of treasures is estimated according to their value, when the shocking treasures of Hejia Village are a little worse, they should be eight out of tenth

More than enough.

Dozens of first-class national treasures were properly packaged and locked into the steel iron box I made by hand. Fragile items such as glazed glass are buried in other packaging at Storage Point 3.

The king of the bearded bottles was placed in the most inconspicuous and neglected place by me.

Roof!

At the end of August, the scorching sunshine became more abundant with the end of the rainy season in Hoh Xil, with an average of more than seven hours of sunshine per day.

The strong ultraviolet rays made my face start to peel and scab over!

The vegetables I planted are also in harvest season!

Some of the seeds that had been scattered haphazardly grew, small green peppers sprouted thin shoots, eggplants sprouted thumb-thick fruits, and lettuce leaves were almost ten centimeters tall. ap.

The cabbage and leeks, and the coriander have long made my mouth water.

The rest of the tomatoes, turnips, spinach, and garlic sprouts all failed.

Writing down the harvest time in the greenhouse logbook, I enjoyed three kinds of vegetables that night.

Chop the coriander and add chili peppers, chicken essence, monosodium glutamate and salt and vinegar to make cold dishes.

Stir-fried luncheon meat with leeks!

Cabbage boiled soup!

Of course, the pika, which is unique to Hoh Xil, is a must.

Before cutting the pika, I subconsciously looked at my swollen old arm, touched my broken face, and immediately went to the weather station shack, ready to stew the big golden eagle.

It's a pity that this big golden eagle is not dead!

A few days ago, I was busy cleaning up the treasures of Fangzhou Lake and not going out all day and night, and when I was free, I suddenly found that more than half of the plateau loach and red lake fish I raised were missing.

At first I thought it was

Bald Dog No. 10 did it, so he stopped eating for two days.

The location of the weather station is good, and you can see the shadow of Tibetan antelope, Tibetan wild ass and wild yak at any time and place, but brown bears are rare.

Since it wasn't done by a brown bear, it must be the work of a bald dog.

But two days later, only one of the Red Lake fish remained.

So I got angry with the bald dog for the first time. I solemnly warned him that if he steals and eats the state's protected animals again, I will expel him from the country and exile him to feed the snowman in Hoh Xil Mountain!

The bald dog lay there and yelled at me, silently shut up, and burst into tears.

On the morning of the 15th, the sun was just halfway out of my head, and I was still nervously repairing when I suddenly heard the barking of a bald dog.

When I opened the door and came out, I was suddenly knocked to the ground by a gust of wind.

When I raised my head and looked over, I saw a large golden eagle flying smoothly over the weather station with its wings outstretched, and landed straight in the small pond I had dug out.

In just the blink of an eye, the golden eagle melted into the blue sky and white clouds, turning into a black spot in the field of vision.

It took me a long time to come to my senses, spit out the carved fur that was sticking to my mouth, and silently turned my head to look at the bald dog.

As if waiting for me here, the dead bald dog tilted his head and stared straight at me with a pair of triangular eyes.

Whoop......

The bald dog howled at me a few times, then suddenly opened his big mouth, spat out his long dog tongue, swaggered and limped past me, and went straight back to his kennel, his head tilted to the side, not looking at me at all.

That expression, that action, that call, it's a kobold!

Given that the golden eagle is a rarer and more valuable first-class protected animal than the Tibetan antelope, Tibetan wild ass, and wild yak, I can't mess with any of them.

This dumb loss, I personally knocked out my teeth and swallowed blood, and silently carried it.

Bald dogs, though, are different.

I can't be angry with a bald dog who can't even rank as a protected animal, even though this animal is worth tens of millions!

But I continued to starve the beast for two days as punishment.

The last ovulating Red Lake fish was caught, and the old lady of the golden eagle did not come to my weather station again.