Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

"Don't worry, this is a treasure trove of cultural relics. Do you know what a treasure trove is? It was created by collectors.

Collectors will put all their collections in the cellar, which is different from tomb items.

The tomb objects are basically from the same era, while the cultural relics in the cellar are from all ages. " Mr. Lu explained.

In other words, the key to what is in the cellar depends on what the collector has collected. There may be everything from treasures handed down from ancient times to small items from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"That's good. I'm just a layman, so I'm just worrying." Dr. Hou breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he was absent-minded, he struck lightly, and Qiao Hong cried out in pain, "My leg."

"Stop shouting. It only adds trouble to others. Your will is not strong at all."

Dr. Hou was very unhappy when his train of thought was interrupted. He asked someone to bring the silver needle over, and inserted a few needles into Qiao Hong's sleeping point. The latter quickly fell into a daze and fell asleep.

After the treatment, Dr. Hou asked people to pack Qiao Hong and send him to the water truck.

This kind of waste cannot continue to be left in the camp. It will only cause trouble for everyone. It is better to find a way to send it to a regular hospital for continued treatment.

Peng Dalin rushed back with the water truck overnight. The archaeological team discovered the discovery on the first day. He had to quickly notify the superiors and send a truck to transport the cultural relics.

After finishing what he was doing, Dr. Hou quickly ran over to study the Sixi Jar.

The dust on the jar has been wiped away, revealing exquisite patterns, which are four scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"The blue and white underglaze is red. It comes from the official kiln. It is considered to be top quality." Professor Fan pointed out.

Dr. Hou nodded repeatedly, "You still have to come and see it live."

If you don't come to the archaeological site, it would be difficult for private collectors like Dr. Hou to see such treasures.

"This is nothing. I visited the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum earlier, and there were so many things there, especially the dragon robe worn by the emperor. It was so beautiful, but it's a pity..." Mr. Lu sighed.

"What's the pity? Didn't the dragon robe come out?" Old Doctor Hou asked curiously.

"As soon as I opened the coffin and before I could take pictures, the dragon robe was already weathered." Professor Fan also knew this allusion and added at the side.

"Weathered?" Old Doctor Hou felt distressed, "What happened to these people? Why did they open the coffin without making any preparations?"

"This all happened a few years ago. The layman commanded the expert, and the butt determined the head. The expert's opinion did not count." Mr. Lu was extremely heartbroken.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it."

"So this time we can only succeed, not fail. We must be fully prepared before opening the cellar."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, everything is at your disposal."

After eating and drinking, everyone distributed the bedding and arranged the people on duty, and then rested together in twos and threes.

The bonfire cannot be extinguished and must be taken care of by the person on duty.

Others were lying around the bonfire, and some were chatting in a daze.

"Xiao Ben also set up camp. They used sleeping bags and set up tents."

"I heard that the sleeping bag is filled with down, which makes it very warm."

"There's nothing to envy. Our old quilt works well, but it smells a bit strong."

"Not only does it have a strong smell, but it also makes your head ache when you smell it."

"Hahaha……"

Yuanni's back was warmed by the bonfire, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

Maybe I was tired during the day, so I slept very deeply this night. However, when I woke up the next morning, I felt very miserable. My whole body was stiff and painful, as if my bones were broken.

"Ouch, my waist is about to break. Can you give me a hand?"

"Don't be impatient. Get up slowly. The moisture from the ground is seeping up and your muscles and bones can't bear it."

As the two oldest people in the archaeological team, Mr. Lu and Dr. Hou were naturally more uncomfortable. It was difficult for them to get up, but they helped each other and got up.

The team members boiled water on the bonfire and said, "I have tea noodles to drink this morning. After I drink it, I will be able to work better."

Everyone smiled and agreed.

The Hutu River is short of water, which means it rarely rains or snows.

After breakfast, the weather was fine, and the morning sun shone through the treetops on the mountain temple.

Mr. Lu assigned tasks seriously and directed everyone to dig. The hole was dug yesterday. Today, the top layer of soil only needs to be removed to reveal the entire cellar.

For fear of making another mistake like Qiao Hong's, all the staff were cautious throughout the process, and finally opened the cellar lid at noon.

I saw a huge bell in the center of the cellar, surrounded by some wooden boxes and some pots and jars, placed directly outside.

"Why is it a big bell? Isn't it a bronze tripod with four sides?" Dr. Hou asked in a low voice.

"Aren't you quite smart?" Mr. Lu already had a guess, but he just didn't want to reveal it.

Dr. Hou scratched his head and ran to the side to think.

After the cellar lid was opened, the archaeological team members went down one after another and began to move things up one by one.

The wooden boxes were all nailed shut, so it was impossible to tell what was inside.

Professor Fan couldn't help but leave the game in person. Because he was old, the young team members wouldn't let him touch heavy things, so he picked a small wooden box and prepared to move it up.

However, after moving it, the small wooden box did not move at all.

Professor Fan was confused and reached out to knock on the box, confirming that it was made of wood. "It's strange. It's so small. Why can't I move it?"

"Professor Fan, you are getting older, so you should let me do it." A young team member walked up, straining his arms, but Mu Xiang still did not move at all.

Now both of them were dumbfounded. Was this wooden box nailed to the ground?

Mr. Lu has experience, "This kind of particularly heavy one can be opened directly out of the box."

The wooden box was old and the iron nails on it had long since rotted away. With a screwdriver, the nails were pulled out in just a few clicks.

"I have to see what's inside." The young player is considered to be the strongest in the team. He is usually invincible in arm wrestling, but today he was folded against a box. He was very unconvinced.

After opening the lid of the wooden box, the midday sun shone in, shining brightly, and there was actually a box full of gold bars.

Everyone was stunned by this overwhelming wealth.

"Okay, stop looking. Compared with other things, this gold bar is the least valuable." Mr. Lu urged with a smile.

Hearing what Mr. Lu said, the guys became even more motivated. They came here for a peerless treasure, and now they can see gold when they open the box. How precious is that treasure?