Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

Jiang Han also felt strange. Why was there only one house in this deserted island and mountains?

And the house is made of gray tiles and blue bricks.

Many people think that glazed tiles are more noble and magnificent, but in fact, houses made of blue bricks and gray tiles are more artistic.

Take the old Summer Palace for example. The Bitong Academy with its blue bricks and gray tiles is even more worthy of study by later architectural scholars.

Judging from the age of this house, if people really lived on a deserted island, how could they afford blue bricks and gray tiles?

They are generally mud-walled and thatched houses.

Moreover, these furnitures are not simple at first glance. Which ordinary family can afford a cabinet made of small-leaf red sandalwood and a canopy bed made of Hainan Huanghuali wood?

Just then, Jiang Han saw a small word at the foot of the bunk bed.

Although the color is unclear due to the dust, the shape of the characters can still be vaguely seen.

Jiang Han wiped the word clean with his sleeve.

This character is not in a font that Jiang Han recognizes, but Jiang Han is very familiar with it.

There was this word on the box he had given to Tang Qin.

This Hainan Huanghuali wood canopy bed belongs to the Qian family.

Jiang Han took a deep breath. He had always found it strange that the Qian family was the largest landlord on Jiaowa Island.

Why is it just such a broken thing?

Could it be that all those things were moved here?

Jiang Han really wanted to open the cabinets and take a look, but these cabinets had been there for too many years and he was afraid that there might be some bad gases inside that would affect his health.

It would be nice if there were masks.

Jiang Han touched the scarf around his neck. People at sea used a lot of things to protect themselves from the sun.

This scarf can be worn around the neck to block the wind, or partially pulled up to cover the neck and half of the face.

Jiang Han now pulled up the scarf to cover his mouth and nose.

He walked over to the long cabinet outside, which was divided into two parts.

Jiang Han first opened the upper cabinet door, which contained some bowls, chopsticks and plates.

These bowls, chopsticks and plates are very exquisite.

Xin Gaoyang's eyes popped out as he watched. "We're going to get rich, we're going to get rich, we're really going to get rich."

Jiang Han felt that Xin Gaoyang's words were full of hidden meaning, so he deliberately said, "It's just a few bowls and plates, what's so good about getting rich from them?"

"How can I not get rich? This is famille rose porcelain. The craftsmanship is more complicated than blue and white porcelain, and the colors are richer."

Zhang Haidai also sighed at the side, "Brother Han, the colors of these bowls, plates and dishes are really beautiful."

Zhang Haidai had seen blue and white porcelain bowls before. They were passed down from his ancestors. The blue and white patterns were blue, and the colors were very simple.

Unlike these porcelains with red, blue, purple...

It’s also red, but there are several different kinds of red, including pink, orange, and bright red…

This color is so rich.

Xin Gaoyang took out one of the bowls and said, "Look at the pattern here, it's so well-arranged. This is called 'a hundred flowers never fall to the ground.' This whole set of porcelain is like a hundred flowers never fall to the ground."

Zhang Haidai chuckled, "That's a nice name. How much is this bowl worth?"

Xin Gaoyang thought for a moment, "Although these items are from folk kilns, they are considered relatively good quality among them. Conservatively speaking, selling this set for 200,000 or 300,000 yuan is no problem."

It would be even better if it was from an official kiln or was older.

When Zhang Haidai heard the price, he didn't dare to touch it anymore and quickly put the plate back.

He looked at Xin Gaoyang and said, "You're not kidding me, are you? Just 20 or so things are worth or yuan?"

On average, it's worth 1 yuan.

"Why are you kidding me? This thing is so expensive."

Jiang Han took another look at Xin Gaoyang. Xin Gaoyang was good at diving. He said he had been good at diving since he was a child.

Xin Gaoyang also has a talent for diving, but Xin Gaoyang also told him that his mother hates him diving.

Jiang Han felt that he should have guessed something.

Although this cabinet is large, there are relatively few things inside it.

It feels like the amount is prepared for a small family.

Jiang Han looked at the chopsticks again. There were five pairs of chopsticks. Perhaps they were from a family of five.

Or maybe there aren't even five people in the family, and they just took two extra pairs of chopsticks when they got the food.

The Qian family was very prosperous before the accident, and no one knew who in the Qian family had lived here before.

Lai Zhuang thought the chopsticks looked nice, so he took them out to play with them. Xin Gaoyang quickly put the chopsticks back and said, "These are silver chopsticks. These five pairs can be sold for 5 yuan."

Jiang Han didn't expect that these pairs of chopsticks were so valuable.

Jiang Han continued to open the next layer of the cabinet, and there were four jars underneath.

Three of the jars were also made of famille rose porcelain, and the other was larger and made of cypress.

The lid of the jar was open, and a few small insects flew out from time to time.

When the flashlight shines inside, there is white powder.

There was even some white powder falling outside.

"This should be rice powder. The original rice has been eaten by insects for a long time and has turned into powder. Cypress wood itself has anti-insect properties, but it does not mean that it will not be eaten by insects. This jar has been eaten by insects. It would be much better if this jar was made of nanmu." Xin Gaoyang couldn't help but say a few more words.

Jiang Han then opened the other three jars.

No one knew what was originally in the other two. Now they had turned into a pool of black water and were emitting a foul smell.

Jiang Han quickly put the lid back on.

And the last jar is empty.

Xin Gaoyang sighed, "This large cypress jar is badly infested with insects and isn't worth much. The other jars are okay. Although the contents are a bit disgusting, they can still be used after cleaning. Judging from the craftsmanship, they should be from a small kiln. They can be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan each. If you're lucky, you can get more than 20,000 or 30,000 yuan each."