Chapter 2 Double-layer tomb wall

No matter how hard I was, my third uncle refused to tell me what happened next. At the end, he glared at his eyes and ignored me by reading the newspaper.

I know the third uncle's temper. He said this. If he had to continue to grind it, he wouldn't be able to grind it out. He didn't dare to say anything. However, after listening to this story halfway, he always felt that what was below was the point. He felt really itchy and uncomfortable.

I said to my third uncle: "Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you, but can you tell the matter of the copper fish in detail? Didn't you say that you had some clues at that time? If you could find the experts who did research at that time and ask them now, wouldn't you know what they had developed at that time?"

When Uncle San heard me, he was slightly stunned and said, "This is also a solution, but it was 1984 and 20 years, and those old experts still don't know if they are alive."

I hurriedly said, "If you don't look for old experts, you can find their assistants. Even if their assistants were in their forties back then, they are only in their sixties now. Maybe they haven't retired yet. With your relationship, you will definitely find them."

Uncle San sighed and shook his head: "After that project was over, we all went our separate ways. Later, we had no contact. The occasional meeting was just some academic exchanges. There were many of them who didn't even know what they called, so it was not easy to find them."

After saying this, Uncle San suddenly seemed to have thought about something, frowned and said "ah".

When I saw that there was still something else, I poured him a cup of tea and saw how he continued.

Uncle San lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, and said to me: "It has been so long since the Xisha archaeology has been around. I have forgotten most of the trivial things. But when you just said it, I recalled it a little, and it happened to think of something for me, which is very strange."

I asked, "What's the matter? Let's hear it?"

He said to me, "I can't be sure, but I just remembered that among the young experts who went out to sea with me, there was one of them who looked very similar to the silent young man!"

I laughed at the moment of hearing this and said to him: "Uncle San, how is this possible? He must have been born at that time. How could he be a colleague with you!"

Uncle San recalled carefully, his brows getting tighter and tighter: "I also know that it's okay to say anything, but we took a group photo before going to sea, and you'll know if what I said is true or false."

Uncle San called his home and asked his servant to scan several large photos of him clipped in the old album. Five minutes later, an email was sent to Uncle San's laptop.

The photos are black and white. There are only about ten experts who went out to sea in the second wave. They are squatting in front and standing in the second row. The background is a military dock, and there are several navy soldiers on the side. I guess he hasn't seen this photo for a long time. It turns out that yellow is very bad, and mold spots appear on several corners.

I enlarged the proportion to observe the photos. The one who squatted in the middle of the first row was Uncle San when he was young, and the person standing behind him seemed a little familiar. When I looked closely, it looked a bit like...

No, it seems not just like it.

I thought I had read it wrong, so I rubbed my eyes and looked at it again. I immediately felt that I was still in the ice hole and had goose bumps all over my body.

My God, this look is so similar. This person looks exactly the same as the Man Oil Bottle.

What is this happening, who is Mon Oil Bottle? Why has he not grown old at all in so many years?

Could it be that the inspection in Xisha in the past twenty years is really related to the Lu Palace? How is this possible? How can two things that are so far apart in space and time?

The Bottle of Monkey is already mysterious enough, so his identity becomes even more confusing. The countless mysteries surrounding him suddenly fall into an even more incredible situation.

Uncle San looked at the computer screen in confusion. Suddenly, he stood up nervously and shouted: "I understand, I understand!"

While shouting, he picked up his luggage and ran out. I was inexplicably surprised and hurriedly chased him out and asked him, "Uncle San, what are you doing?"

He shouted at me: "I want to go to Xisha again. Take good care of Pan Zi and never follow me!"

Uncle San was very in a hurry and just carried a box and left his laptop, clothes and some miscellaneous items here.

He is usually very cautious, and this situation means that he has lost his mind when he left.

I kept thinking for a few days after he left, what he understood in the end. In my opinion, such a complicated thing cannot be explained, it can only be a mystery. Unless there is something else I don't know.

Unfortunately, my understanding of that matter was limited to the oral statements of Uncle San, which was not entirely untrue, and I couldn't think of any reason, so I had to give up in the end. Soon, I slowly forgot about this matter.

In the next few days, I stayed in my room to watch TV during the day, went to wash my feet and massage my feet at night, and lived a life of decay like a god. This kind of life was interrupted until the waiter in the hotel foot washing center came up to check the bill with me, and it was forced to stop.

Although the consumption here is not high, we are used to signing accounts, and before we know it, we have already owed more than 60,000 yuan.

As a store owner, you can tolerate your owed 60,000 yuan account, which is already very favorable for you. I couldn’t refuse, so I had to write a check and send the bill.

As a result, the money around me was gone at once, and I was fine. At most, I moved to a hotel that was almost there, but Pan Zi's medical expenses in the hospital were really a large amount.

I walked back and forth in the room, and was about to get tired of it when I suddenly saw the golden jade coffin condom lying in the bag on the side.

Uncle San took great care of this thing and even used oil paper to report four or five layers. When I looked at it, I suddenly had a more impulsive idea.

I wanted to find an antique market, sell this thing, and then get some money to help me. At the same time, this thing is too hot and it is not safe to keep it around.

Secondly, now the word "money" is popular, and I was kicked out by someone, and it would be a little trouble for Pan Zi to cut off the medicine.

I thought about going down to the lobby to ask the waiter, asked about the place names, then took a taxi by myself, and then drove in Jinan.

Jinan has a larger concentration of antiques and calligraphy products, just Heroes Mountain. This market is a bit old, with many people inside and noisy, but I heard that most of them are fake.

I took the dead jade coffin and got out of the car, thinking about finding a bigger storefront. This thing is not something that ordinary people can afford. Those big stores must have contacted some larger customers, so I can ask him to introduce it.

As for the value of this thing, I know it. On the way back, I discussed it with Uncle San on my way back. Uncle San said it was only a million yuan, and this kind of thing was priced but not a market. First, it was difficult for anyone to buy such expensive things, unless it was a foreigner, but this thing was too big, so don't take it out of the country.

I am very disgusted with the outflow of national treasures and am thinking that it is best to find a patriotic entrepreneur, and half-sell and half-get it. Of course, the national treasures should be placed in the Chinese room.

I looked around in the market. After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a bronze incense burner in the window of a shop with some engraved figures on it. At first glance, it looked a little weird.

This is the first time I saw this thing, so I bent down to see it carefully. At this time, the boss came out and said, "Oh hey, you are quite sensible, but it's a pity that we don't sell this thing, and it's a big deal to put it here. Where are you from Hewu (friends on the road), why don't you look at the others?"

When I heard his accent, it was still a Beijing movie. Judging from the meaning of his speech, I should have some contact with Tushizi, so I patted my bag and made a hint to clean up, indicating that I had something to take action.

He looked at me and showed a contemptuous expression. He probably thought I was too young and there was no good thing, so he waved inside and asked me to go in and talk.

After I went in, a pretty girl poured me a glass of boiled water, and the boss smiled and said, "Young man, what do you want to do? We won't accept this ordinary product."

I took a look at the things placed in his shop, and it was true. They were almost all valuables, and nodded and said, "I have a set of jade. I want to show you how much it is worth."

He laughed and said, "Yu, it's still a set, it's really unheard of. Okay, since there's no business today, I'll take a look."

I was determined to show off, so I took the jade coffin cover and showed him a corner. This expert is not an expert, and you will know it by your performance. His face changed when he saw it, and then he touched it with his hands and almost fell down.

Without saying a word, I stuffed the jade coffin back, looked at him with a smile, and said, "How is this jade?"

He got up and pulled down the rolling shutter door of the shop, sent the waitress away, then poured my glass of water himself, and changed me to another cup of tea. I smelled it, fuck, the best Tieguanyin, the treatment was too fast.

He applied sweat on his head and said, "I don't know what this craftsman is called?"

When I saw that this person was indeed not a simple antique dealer. His reaction was so fast that he could tell at a glance that the thing was poured out. He couldn't help but smile politely: "What do you call me Lao Hai?" The man said: "Just call me Lao Hai. Master Wu, you are planning to take action on this thing, or let me see it?"

I said: "Of course it's a move. It's a bit hot to keep this thing next to you."

He walked back and forth in the room a few times and asked, "Is it all?"

I nodded: "You will not be missing a piece. It's just out of the pot and it's still hot."
Chapter completed!