Xue Chen was about to look away when suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Li Qin, who had a few freckles on his face, holding a palm-sized, badly corroded iron box in his hand. After brushing off the layer of sludge on it, he was smiling slightly.
Use force and try to open the lid.
Xue Chen jumped up and shouted: "Don't move, that box can't be opened yet."
While speaking, he ran quickly along the edge of the tomb.
When Li Qin heard Xue Chen's cry, she paused with her hands.
Before Xue Chen could get closer, the armed police officer in charge stopped him: "Stop, what are you going to do?"
Li Wenbo also said angrily: "If you don't move the soil, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Xue Chen had to stop five or six meters away, pointed at Li Qin and said: "The box in your hand is a mailbox. It cannot be opened now. You'd better put it down gently, because shaking may also cause damage to the cultural relics in the mailbox."
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Just at this time, Professor Pan had just come up from the grave pit to rest for a while. When he heard what Xue Chen said, his expression changed slightly. He immediately walked over quickly and said with a serious face: "Xiao Qin, what Xue Chen said is right.
Put that mailbox down gently and never open it."
Li Qin nodded nervously and carefully placed the letter box on the ground.
"I was careless. When the letter box was unearthed, it was stained with too much mud. I didn't see that it was a letter box at the first time. Fortunately, Xiao Xue, you saw it. Otherwise, once opened, it would be easy to damage the contents.
Some letters and other objects of great historical value have been preserved.”
Professor Pan came over, carefully picked up the iron box, and breathed a sigh of relief. If the cultural relics with written records in the letter box were accidentally damaged, it would be a major dereliction of duty. As the top person in charge of the excavation site, Professor Pan
, must be blamed.
He couldn't help but feel happy and grateful to Xue Chen. However, as an old professor, it was still difficult to express his gratitude to a young man.
"Professor Pan, if you open this box slightly, why are the things inside damaged?" Qu Ling, another girl doing cleaning work, asked in a low voice in confusion.
"Xiao Xue, tell me?" Professor Pan started thinking about taking Xue Chen's exam again.
Xue Chen pondered for a moment, carefully searched for some relevant knowledge he had read in the Antique Appreciation Encyclopedia, and after sorting it out briefly, he said:
"Because a sealed box like a letterbox may always be in a semi-vacuum state in the soil. Once it is opened rashly, oxidation will be accelerated and some unpredictable chemical reactions will occur, causing rapid damage to the cultural relics inside."
"Secondly, the letter box may contain papers that record some important events during the owner's lifetime, or things like silk and cloth. They were buried together as funerary objects. Even if the paper and cloth are completely fibrous and rotten
It turns into mud, but as long as there is no violent physical collision or change in form, the words on it can still be seen clearly. This is like a piece of newspaper burned to ashes. As long as it is not broken into dregs, it still remains intact to the naked eye.
I can still read the words on the newspaper clearly."
Professor Pan nodded appreciatively: "That's right, that's exactly what it is. Xiaoqin, Xiaoling, you two go to the tomb to sort out the cultural relics. Let Xiaoxue do it. He is more professional after all."
Both girls realized that they almost made a mistake just now, how could they disagree.
When Xue Chen heard Professor Pan's impromptu decision, his heart nearly exploded with surprise. He was at the end of his rope and had no way out. After another village, he was finally able to come into contact with the unearthed cultural relics!
"Xiao Xue, I'll leave the cleaning work to you." Professor Pan said with a smile.
He made this decision, on the one hand, with the intention of making full use of people's talents, and on the other hand, he also saw that Xue Chen was unwilling to transport the remaining soil, so he was grateful to Xue Chen for helping him avoid a big trouble.
"No problem, please rest assured Professor Pan, nothing will go wrong." Xue Chen said confidently.
"Well, I believe you, do your best."
Professor Pan made an explanation and was about to leave. Suddenly he saw Li Wenbo here and frowned, "Xiao Li, if you are tired, go and have a rest, but don't delay other people's work. Do you understand?"
Li Wenbo nodded awkwardly: "Yes, Professor Pan, I will not delay other people's work."
"Xue Chen, thank you. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have made a mistake." When Professor Pan left, Xiaoqin stuck out her tongue and said fearfully.
"You're welcome, that's right." Xue Chen replied with a smile.
Xiaoling smiled and said: "Xue Chen, you know so much. If you have time, you can also teach me."
"Learn from each other." Xue Chen said with a smile.
Seeing the two girls smiling at Xue Chen, and thinking about how they were lukewarm and impatient with him just now, Li Wenbo felt very unhappy. In addition, he was even more annoyed when he was scolded by Professor Pan just now.
Endless.
"Xue Chen, since Professor Pan has given you this job, you should do it well and don't think too much, you know? If you make a mistake, you won't have time to regret it!"
Hearing these angry words, Xue Chen just glanced at Li Wenbo and ignored him at all.
Seeing that Xue Chen didn't take him seriously at all, Li Wenbo snorted dissatisfiedly and walked away. As he walked, he said disdainfully: "Bah, a temporary worker, what are you pretending to be?"
After the two girls also descended into the grave, Xue Chen was the only one left except for the armed police soldier a few steps away. He knelt down and picked up the iron letter box with one hand. A mysterious but real aura immediately
Sliding into the ancient jade in his arms, he felt a ray of comfort.
After absorbing this piece, Xue Chen touched a brown clay pot with a height of 20 centimeters on the side...
In less than ten minutes, he had played with each of the eleven cultural relics that had just been unearthed today, ranging in quality from good to bad, and absorbed their aura into the ancient jade.
"It's exactly what I thought, the fourth time requires more spiritual energy."
Xue Chen felt a lot of pressure.
By absorbing spiritual energy again and again, he himself also concluded some rules. The older, more ingenious, and exquisite antiques are, the more spiritual energy they contain.
Although these eleven cultural relics from the Kangxi period are in ordinary condition, they are old enough. However, the absorbed spiritual energy entering the ancient jade is like entering a bottomless pit, without even a splash rising.
He picked up a small brush and cleaned it carefully. At the same time, he waited for more cultural relics to be unearthed and delivered.
…
While Xue Chen continued to absorb the aura of the unearthed cultural relics, a Bombardier private jet landed at Haicheng City Airport.
Huang Jingming looked at the landing plane with a look of envy in his eyes. This private plane was an asset auctioned by Fuji, and only a few people were qualified to use it. Although he was the vice president of the branch, he was far from qualified.
When the cabin door opened, an old man wearing a Tang suit with a majestic expression walked out. Upon seeing this, Huang Jingming, Zhao Heng and several managers of the company hurried up to greet him.
"Master, you are here." Zhao Heng greeted respectfully.
"Mr. Cai, you have worked hard all the way." Huang Jingming stood under the escalator with a smile on his face, watching the old man walk down step by step.
The visitor is one of the founding fathers of Fuji Auction, chief appraiser Cai Youde, who is extremely famous in the antiques and auction circles in Xiangjiang and can be said to be a leading figure.
"Mr. Huang, please come and pick me up." Cai Youde got off the escalator, glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Huang Jingming.
"No trouble, no trouble. Mr. Cai, it's my honor to pick you up." Huang Jingming quickly bowed and said with a smile.
The group of people left the airport, got in the car and went directly to the Jinjue Hotel, and entered the presidential suite that had been arranged for Cai Youde.
"Lao Cai has been tired all the way, so we won't disturb your rest." After Huang Jingming said this, he was about to turn around and leave.
"It's okay, I'm not tired. Please take me to the branch to have a look later. We must pay attention to this autumn auction. This is the first step for our Fuji Auction to enter the mainland. It is also a very important step. There should not be any
Lost." Cai Youde stopped Huang Jingming.
After staying at the Jinjue Hotel for less than an hour, the group arrived at the company. Cai Youde sat in Huang Jingming's office, holding the list of auction items submitted by Huang Jingming in his hand.
Cai Youde looked at it carefully. When he saw a question mark on the back of a Qing Dynasty blue and white porcelain, he asked with some confusion: "What does the question mark mean?"
Before Huang Jingming could speak, Zhao Heng said first: "Master, the thing is like this. In order not to violate the company's regulations, Mr. Huang hired another appraiser to appraise the auction items. I think this blue and white porcelain is authentic.
And that person thinks it’s a fake, so I’ll take it over and let Master know clearly.”
Soon, the controversial Qing Dynasty blue and white porcelain vase was brought up. After Cai Youde took it in his hand to appraise it, he frowned and asked: "Did the appraiser tell me why he judged this blue and white porcelain vase to be a fake?"
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"No, I think he is just talking nonsense. Master, do you think?" Zhao Heng looked at Cai Youde with a look of anticipation.
At this time, Huang Jingming felt nervous and conflicted. If this blue and white porcelain vase was authentic, it would leave the impression that the owner was unknown to Mr. Cai, but if it was a fake, it would be missing the highlight of the auction.
"From all aspects, this is a genuine product." Cai Youde said firmly.
When Zhao Heng heard this, his face suddenly lit up with joy. He immediately looked at Huang Jingming and said proudly: "Mr. Huang, I said that Xue Chen is unreliable. You should believe it now, even if you don't believe me.
,Don’t you still believe in my master?”
Huang Jingming smiled awkwardly: "How dare I doubt Mr. Cai? Since this piece is authentic, I will use it as the cover of the auction brochure. I think it will definitely attract more people's attention."
"Um."
Cai Youde nodded, asked some questions about the branch's work, and gave some suggestions. Huang Jingming wrote them down carefully one by one.
"By the way, Director Zhao of the Yunzhou Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau and I are old friends. Before coming here, he called me. There is an ancient tomb from the Qing Dynasty in Yunzhou Province that is being excavated. He invited me to attend the final opening.
Remember to help me arrange the coffin ceremony." Cai Youde ordered as he was preparing to return to the hotel.
"Okay, Mr. Cai." Huang Jingming immediately nodded in agreement. (To be continued)