A treasure-appraisal maniac

Lu Fei was overjoyed when he touched a bamboo painting tube on Yan Shifan's left hand.

While he was pleasantly surprised, Lu Fei was extremely nervous.

The painting tube has been buried deep in the mud for so long, no one can guarantee what is going on inside.

If water gets inside, it might be all in vain.

Drawing on his previous experience of breaking wooden boxes, Lu Fei didn't dare to clean it up right away.

After thinking about it, I fumbled around for a while.

Yan Shifan's remains were all fished out, and several exquisite gold burial objects were found.

Other than that, there is no gain.

At present, apart from the sewage and silt, the only thing in the coffin was the painting tube that Lu Fei had high hopes for.

After lighting a cigarette and thinking for a while, Lu Fei took out a Damascus knife and dug four holes in the corners of the coffin to drain the sewage.

When digging the hole, Lu Fei was gentle, for fear of causing too much shock.

Ninety-nine percent of the painting tubes are filled with calligraphy and painting works.

Since it is a painting and calligraphy work, it is more likely to be made of paper.

Thinking about the worst, even if the painting tube is filled with water and the paper is soaked, Lu Fei can still repair it.

But the violent vibration shook the drawing paper into pulp, and even if Daluo Jinxian came, there would be no way to save it.

Wow——

The coffin board was excavated, and the sewage accumulated for many years was discharged.

This movement made the smell even more pungent.

The two young men held their noses and took four or five steps back with disgust on their faces.

Lu Fei, however, stared at the water level inside, feeling extremely nervous.

The four drainage holes worked at the same time. In less than two minutes, the sewage had bottomed out, revealing thick, dark, smelly sludge. The exposed part of the painting tube came into Lu Fei's sight.

The painting tube is about 70 centimeters long and wrapped in a first-layer buffalo leather sheath.

The leather case was highly rotted, but the spots were still stuck to the painting tube.

Take a soft-bristled brush and a bottle of mineral water from your bag.

While pouring water, carefully clean up the silt on the outside.

Appearance cleaning

Clean, Lu Fei let out a breath of turbidity.

Although the cowhide cover is rotten, the bamboo painting tube is well preserved within the visual inspection range, without any cracks.

The patina of the painting tube is close to jade, and when you shine it with a flashlight, it becomes crystal clear.

Moreover, the lid is sealed with melted wax.

Such coating and treatment methods, as long as there is no damage, can 100% prevent the penetration of sewage.

Seeing the condition of the painting tube, Lu Fei felt confident and cleaned it up several times faster.

After ten minutes, all the mud around the painting tube was cleared.

Lu Fei stretched out his hands and gently took out the painting tube.

The painting tube is held in the hand. Judging from the weight, there is absolutely no water in it.

Feeling this, Lu Fei seemed to have taken a reassurance and felt extremely comfortable.

"Brother, please open it quickly and see what good things are inside?" the little dog said excitedly.

Lu Fei shook his head and said.

"You can't open it now!"

"Why?"

"This painting tube has been sealed for hundreds of years. If it suddenly comes into contact with oxygen, the contents inside will instantly oxidize to ash."

"That way, nothing good can be saved."

"I'm going back to deal with this thing. You smash this coffin, pour diesel on it and burn it."

"If others ask, you can find a way to cover it up yourself, and don't expose your flaws." Lu Fei said.

Gao Yuan nodded and said.

"Do not worry!"

"I can handle it."

"Then what to do with this remains?"

"Wrap it up and hide it first."

"I promised that if I encounter something good, I will rebury Yan Shifan."

"Since we have taken other people's treasures, we will not

Can break a promise. "

"Go back and find a place with good feng shui and let him bury him in peace!"

Lu Fei said, holding the painting tube and leaving first.

In the ruins, Gao Yuan drove an excavator and smashed the golden nanmu coffin worth at least hundreds of thousands in a few strokes.

The two young men doused the waste wood with diesel and set it on fire.

Although the coffin board was damp, it burned quickly with the help of diesel fuel.

After a while, the fire shot into the sky.

In this empty ruins, it is particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the raging fire, the little puppy suddenly laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Gao Yuan asked.

"hey-hey!"

"I'm thinking about that idiot Wu Bing."

"We've been fighting with us for so long, and we haven't even gotten into the bottom business yet."

"And he never imagined in his wildest dreams that there would be such a huge baby under their compound."

"If Wu Bing knew this, he would regret it to death."

"hehe!"

"Don't say he doesn't know. You fell in, and you still didn't find it, right?"

"So, there's no point in regretting."

"This is his life!"

The fiercely burning fire soon attracted Guo Chunsheng and the migrant workers at the construction site.

By the time they got here, the coffin was already burning.

Regarding the situation here, it is easy to make up a white lie and get away with it.

Lu Fei, who was covered in stinky mud, returned to Yunlong Hotel, and the waiter on duty was confused for a while.

The waiter Erxin said, where did Boss Lu go to play?

How did it get like this?

Are you hiding in the sewer?

Why!

The fun of rich people is really incomprehensible to ordinary people!

No matter how random the waiter is, returning to the room is cumbersome

At the door, Lu Fei rushed directly into the bathroom holding the painting tube.

The bathtub was filled with half a tank of water, and Lu Fei mixed the protective agent he prepared into it.

After a few stirs, half the tank of water suddenly turned sky blue.

After testing the water temperature, Lu Fei nodded with satisfaction.

Take out the demon dragon, tie it with a rope to the painting tube and put it gently into the bathtub.

With the weight of the demon dragon, the painting tube sank to the bottom and was completely soaked in the potion.

Then, Lu Fei lay on the edge of the bathtub, flicked open the unicorn needle, and cleaned the sealing wax on the lid bit by bit in the water.

Lu Fei was worried about the painting tube soaking in water before. He was worried that the painting paper would soak and become a useless pulp after being soaked for a long time.

What Lu Fei has to do now is to pour the potion into it.

Only by being completely soaked in the potion can it avoid oxidation and turning into ash.

As Lu Fei cleaned up, the sealing wax was picked out bit by bit.

About five minutes later, a few tiny bubbles appeared in the water, and Lu Fei stopped.

The process of injecting the medicine must be slow.

There is also oxygen in the water, and if it suddenly enters in large amounts, it is likely to cause harm to the things inside.

The so-called slow work produces careful work, this kind of technical work cannot be done in a hurry.

There are even bubbles floating in the gap of the lid, which proves that the medicine is fully penetrated.

That's it, time will do the rest.

Taking advantage of this time, Lu Fei took a bath and made a pot of tea.

Then he sat down calmly on the sofa and pulled his bag over.

Four small sacred porcelain bowls are placed together. Under the illumination of indoor lights, it creates another kind of beauty.

The light shines straight down, and when viewed from the outside, the carcass is as thin as cicada wings and glistens like jade.

The green glaze overflows with precious light, like four night-bright pearls. The brilliance is sparkling and crystal clear, and you can never tire of it.

When you put your fingers into the bowl, when you look at them from the outside, your joints and nails are clearly visible.

For being able to achieve such an effect, Divine Porcelain is well deserved!