After all, as Lin Jingming said, his grandfather went to rob the ancient tomb sixty years ago, although there are many people with him, but after so many years, it is a question whether those people are still there, and there is also the things they stole from the ancient tomb, which may not still be in their hands!

"Why don't we follow along?"

There are few genuine items in the antique market, and they have long been mentally prepared for this Li Hao, after all, they are all in this business, and they have some understanding.

However, in some remote mountainous areas, there are more antiques, many of which are like Lin Jingming, and the family may have been involved with tomb robbers before, or some real ancestral things were not willing to be sold.

"Okay! I've been in the city for a long time, and I really want to go to the countryside!"

Tang Yiran raised her hands in agreement, what she yearns for most is rural life, otherwise she would not have bought a house in such a remote place.

Lin Jingming's tricycle was at the door, Shi Jiayu's car could only follow behind, it was okay at first, but after walking for a while, Shi Jiayu began to feel sorry for his car, which was completely eating dirt!

After nearly two hours of travel, the three of them finally followed Lin Jingming back to his village, although it was Li Hao, who had grown up poor since he was a child, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw this village, it was really too broken!

There is only one dirt road in the whole village that can only lead to one car, and it is thanks to Shi Jiayu's good driving skills, otherwise I don't know how many times I have fallen into the field.

It is hard to imagine that such a small village will not have contact with the outside world? What is the economy? What about the level of education?

"I'm sorry!

Lin Jingming scratched his hair honestly, although it was not a family with four walls, but it was not too much, looking up at the roof, there were at least a dozen points of light, if it rained, wouldn't it be a heavy rain outside and small fish inside?

"You sit down for a while, and I'll ask my grandfather who else there were back then!"

Anyway, there is nothing to greet guests at home, not even tea, Lin Jingming simply does not greet him, the old man is easy to forget when he is old, so Lin Jingming needs to ask his grandfather about the specific situation back then.

"The three of you have been waiting for a long time! I probably asked who went to the grave with my grandfather! But several of them are no longer there!"

Lin Jingming said, after all, sixty years have passed, even if all these people were in their early twenties back then, they are now in their eighties.

And after all this time, who can guarantee that the antiques have not been sold? After all, tombs were robbed to sell for money.

"And how many more people can be found now?"

Li Hao asked, the three people who were originally in high spirits are now like a basin of cold water poured on their heads, they still made things too simple first!

"I can still contact one person now! It's all from our village, and the others are either deceased or from other places, so it's probably a little difficult to get in touch now!"

There were more than a dozen people who went to the tomb together back then, and now it is very good to be able to contact one more person, it should not be in vain, but all this still has to find the old man.

The car was parked at Lin Jingming's house, and it wasn't very far anyway, mainly because Shi Jiayu really didn't want to toss his car anymore!

"Seventh Master, I'm at home! I'll ask you something!"

Most of the people in this village are surnamed Lin, and they are more or less related to each other, Lin Jingming brought Li Hao and they came to find his seventh master.

"Xiao Ming, what's the matter?"

The seventh master's ears are still bright, and he is still reluctant to throw away a grass cigarette after smoking it to the end, and when he saw Lin Jingming bring a few outsiders over, he couldn't help frowning.

"Seventh Master, are the treasures you brought out from the grave with my grandfather still there? These people want to accept it, and they pay a high price!"

Lin Jingming didn't beat around the bush, he went straight to the topic, originally he could sell his own things, although 100,000 yuan is not a lot, but he can do some things in the countryside.

But he also wants to help these elders who help him! Finally, someone came to buy it, and the price was also good, of course Lin Jingming wanted to make up for it!

"You mean those bronzes brought out of the ground? Those things can't be sold! If they are stolen, they will already be struck by thunder and thunder, so how dare they sell them? Aren't you afraid that you will go to the oil pot after you die? Ahem......

Listening to Lin Jingming talk about selling bronzes, Uncle Seven was so excited that he choked on the smoke several times, he was the only one who opposed tomb robbery among those people back then, but for some reasons, he finally followed, but since then, Uncle Seven has kept silent about tomb robbing, and he has not sold the bronzes he got, even if the family is so poor that he can't even afford tobacco.

"Seventh Master, why do you still believe those things? I'm afraid that you are the only one who has not sold those things! These people are also at a fair price, and your family can improve after they are sold!"

Lin Jingming persuaded hard, he was really for the good of the seventh uncle, and Lin Jingming didn't think about making any profit from it, would he still take these things into the ground if he didn't sell them?

"Don't say it! I won't sell it! You take them away quickly! I won't sell it even if I bring it into the coffin!"

Uncle Seven is very stubborn, anyway, he just doesn't sell it, and it's useless for Ren Lin Jingming to say it.

"Old man, it's better than this! If you really don't want to sell, let's take a look! Don't force it!"

Li Hao saw that he couldn't talk about it, so he could only retreat and take a look, since he decided that he had good things at home, at least Li Hao would have to absorb the aura!

"Look, what's the use, I'm not going to sell it anyway!"

Although Uncle Seven is old, he is not confused, only he knows where that bronze is, and even his family doesn't know, he won't take it out easily!

"So, I promise to just take a look! If I confirm that something is real, I will give you 10,000 yuan if you don't sell it!"

Li Hao didn't expect that Uncle Seven would not be able to enter the oil and salt so much, it seems that he can only produce some blood, but Li Hao also feels that he should pay a little money, after all, he has absorbed the aura in it, although others don't know.

"Really? Are you sure?"

Uncle Seven was shaken, Li Hao's conditions were indeed attractive, but it was just a matter of seeing, whether it was genuine Uncle Seven was not sure, but since Lin Jingming's could be sold for 100,000 yuan, there should be no problem with what came out of that place.

After getting Li Hao's repeated assurances and Lin Jingming's guarantees, Uncle Seventh first drove Li Hao and the others out of the house, and then locked the door, and then went to get the bronzes.

Seeing that Uncle Seven was so mysterious, Li Hao originally wanted to open the Divine Pupil to check it, but he thought that the old man's approach was not wrong, so he gave up checking, but fortunately, the time was not very long, and after ten minutes, Uncle Seven came out with a bronze vessel.

It is a vessel used to hold cooked food in ancient times, and is also used as a ceremonial vessel, round mouth, and ears. Popular from the Shang Dynasty to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, it is one of the iconic bronze utensils of the Chinese Bronze Age.

Bronze 簋, an important bronze ritual vessel and food vessel in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, mainly holds cooked millet, millet, rice, sorghum and other food grains, the role is equivalent to the large bowl we use now, people use tools to take food from the gui.

In the Shang and Zhou ritual systems, bronze tripods were usually used in even combinations with odd combinations during sacrifices and feasts, such as nine tripods and eight tripods for the Son of Heaven, seven tripods and six tripods for princes, five tripods and four tripods for doctors, and three tripods and two tripods for Yuanshi.

The earliest bronze gui seen now is from the Erligang period. In the early and middle Shang Dynasty, the ears were mostly round, with an extravagant mouth, a deep belly, and circled feet, and in the late Shang Dynasty, the number of ears began to increase.

The Western Zhou Dynasty is the prevailing period of the Gui, not only the number of uneartheds increases, but also the shape becomes more complex, in addition to the double-eared circle-footed Gui, there are also four-eared Gui, three-legged Gui, four-legged Gui and square seat Gui, etc.; after the middle of the Western Zhou Dynasty, there are many covers. It began to decline after the Warring States period.

"It's a good thing! it's well preserved, it's indeed a good bronze in the Western Zhou Dynasty!"

The faint light exuded by the bronze is enough to prove that this bronze is genuine, but unfortunately Uncle Seventh has always gritted his teeth and refused to sell it, and Li Hao can't force others to trade!

"It's a pity!

gave Uncle Seven 10,000 yuan, and when he left, Li Hao was a little reluctant, absorbing aura is one thing, but seeing that there is a treasure in front of him, he can't take it into his pocket, which is also a pity!

When Li Hao and the others walked away, the seventh uncle took the bronze gui in, and after locking the door, it took more than ten minutes to come out.

After coming out, Uncle Seven lit a straw cigarette, and when he smoked it, he felt that something was wrong, he had money! What about 10,000 yuan! How many cigarettes could he buy? What kind of grass cigarette did he smoke? This thing was so strong that it was difficult to smoke!

"Dad, who did Xiao Ming bring here?

Uncle Seven's son came over, and there had been no outsiders in the village for a long time, and he still came to his own house, Lin Jianyuan was very curious.

"Nosy, buy me a pack of cigarettes!"

Uncle Seven threw his son a hundred-dollar bill, and he hadn't smoked a packaged cigarette for a long, long time.

"Dad, where did you get the money?"

"Don't ask!

Because Uncle Seven is old and doesn't have a mobile phone or anything, Li Hao gave cash, and Uncle Seven hid the money by the way when he hid the bronze Gui just now, but left a few for smoking.

Since it is no longer possible to buy bronzes, Li Hao and they can only leave, and when they left, Li Hao left a phone number, if Uncle Seven changes his mind, he can find him at any time.

"You're here to buy the bronze, I can sell it to you!"

Shi Jiayu drove to the entrance of the village, and suddenly a person stopped them, and this person was Lin Jianyuan, the son of the seventh uncle.