Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 92: The Hidden Identity of Grandma Wang

With the strong light of the flashlight, Lin Chen carefully lifted the cloth of the outer cover.

Below, there are actually wooden boxes.

There was a musty smell.

"This is also Huanghuali's box?"

Chu Ran leaned over, Man Sheng asked.

"No, it's just an ordinary box."

Lin Chen shook his head and looked carefully, and found that the four corners of the box were all nailed to death.

It took so much energy to dig out a hole half the size of a basketball court and prepare so many boxes...

What will be inside the box?

Lin Chen couldn't help being a little curious, and started prying nails with the Luoyang shovel.

Netizens in the live broadcast room also began to speculate.

"Fuck, there won't be gold bars in it, if that's the case, then you can send it out!"

"The chance of this situation is very slim. During the Ming Dynasty, gold was not preserved in this way."

"It's probably not a gold bar, it's also a good thing!"

"The anchor has made a fortune."

The barrage came one after another, and Lin Chen successfully pried the nail open.

Open it and take a look.

Inside, there are a lot of wooden boards placed upright, with different patterns on them.

"This is... the mold for the New Year prints?"

Lin Chen's eyes flickered, and he clearly recognized the origin of these things.

It seems that the big families in Houshan have some contact with the villagers...

Could it be that it was Grandma Wang's ancestors?

Otherwise, where did Grandma Wang learn the New Year prints?

Chu Ran couldn't help but nodded, "It is estimated that Grandma Wang's ancestors stayed here because of various accidents."

Lin Chen picked up a piece at random, looked at the material, and found that it was some ordinary wood, and because of the age, the lines on it were not so clear anymore.

Afterwards, Lin Chen followed suit and opened another box next to it.

It's still a printmaking mold.

And it just so happened that Chu Ran came to the other end.

Good guy, it's actually clothes, shoes and other household items, and it's moldy and ragged.

It's not worth a few dollars at all.

Chu Ran couldn't help feeling disappointed. After spending a long time, he was chased by wild boars, and fell into the cave. In the end, there was nothing of value.

Of course, except for the door frame and the two chairs.

Lin Chen opened the boxes one after another and found that they were all household utensils.

Moreover, in terms of appearance, it is basically worthless.

At this moment, Chu Ran suddenly discovered something and walked to the corner in front.

There is a wooden box here. Judging from the pattern, it should also be from the Ming Dynasty.

Open gently.

A stone was actually stored inside.

"Lin Chen, come here!"

Lin Chen hurriedly walked over, took a flashlight to take a photo, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I saw that, against the snow-white light, the stone exudes a scarlet color, which is very fragrant.

Among them, there are many flocs like cow's hair, and the color is moderate and soft.

"This is……"

Chu Ran was full of excitement and his eyes lit up, "Isn't this a ruby?"

Lin Chen took it in his hand, looked at the growth pattern, and nodded, "Yes, it's Ruby."

"And the quality is pretty good, the color is strong like pigeon blood."

"This kind of thing is still very common in Myanmar, but there are not many of this quality."

"Look, is there any other places."

The two immediately held flashlights and searched.

However, to their disappointment, after searching all the boxes, they only found this ruby.

In these boxes, most of the prints are in the styles of some annual prints. Although they are not worth a few dollars, they are still very useful for research on homestays.

"Go back and ask Granny Wang.

"Maybe she knows the origin of this cave."

Chu Ran gently closed the box and put the ruby ​​back.

Lin Chen naturally had no objection, and pulled her arm, the two walked back, and then climbed to the ground with the help of the rope.

At this moment, there was a bright moon above his head, the pale moonlight, like a layer of satin on the ground.

Wan Lai was silent, the wind stopped, and the calls of insects and birds seemed particularly ear-earring.

When the two returned to the village, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Lin Chen just wanted to check the barrage, but found that the phone had been turned off when he didn't know it.

The journey was extremely thrilling, and Chu Ran was exhausted, lying on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Lin Chen was a little excited, and silently calculated the gains during this period of time.

The paintings of Gao Gu Jade, Chalcedony, and Tang Bohu basically all started at a million, but he still has 900,000 left in Cary.

Most of the money was invested in villagers to build factories.

Although there were a lot of flowers, Lin Chen didn't feel distressed at all.

After all, money is something outside the body, and it can help more people to increase its value.

...

Early the next morning.

When Grandma Wang heard that Lin Chen and Chu Ran had gone to the back mountain, she was shocked to bounce off the chair.

"Didn’t I tell you not to go?"

"That place is so evil!"

"How is it? Are you okay?"

Lin Chen smiled slightly and explained, "It's okay, but Grandma Wang is right. The place is really dangerous."

He recounted briefly what happened to the wild boar and the cave entrance.

After hearing this, Grandma Wang didn't say anything, went to the small table, opened the drawer, and took out a somewhat yellowed genealogy.

The genealogy is very thick. It can be seen that Grandma Wang must be a big family.

She put on reading glasses and checked for a long time, only then found some clues.

Grandma Wang's ancestor was named Wang Lan. Her reputation is not obvious, but her husband's family is very famous, and she has left many fortunes in history.

Chen Hongsui, a famous illustrator in the Ming Dynasty, his woodcuts were popular at the time, and no one can compare them.

This person's favorite is painting lotus, which is why he got the nickname, Lao Lian.

His woodcut prints are lifelike, vivid and expressive.

At this point, the mystery of the back mountain is solved.

In the late Ming Dynasty, the court was in turmoil. In order to preserve the life's essence and blood, Chen Hongsui expended manpower and material resources to dig such a big hole!

Unexpectedly, he finally had no chance to return to the old place, which also made this place sealed up to this day.

When she learned that the caves were full of character templates left by her ancestors, Grandma Wang burst into tears with excitement.

She knows that these things are not worth money even now, they are not comparable to Dong's cat tray, but...

This is already the best gift for her, who regards the printmaking of the year as her destiny.

"Contact Director Li and let him come and dig."

Lin Chen pursed her lips and said in a solemn voice.

Dozens of large boxes were still underground, and with him and Chu Ran, they had to be transported to the Year of the Monkey.

Naturally, Chu Ran didn't have any comments, but said about the ruby ​​again.

Grandma Wang said immediately that the ruby ​​would be handed over to Qian Baidu for auction.

Chu Ran also generously stated that the auction commission was exempted, and the auction proceeds would be handed over to Grandma Wang.

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