The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

?Speaking, Zhang Nan leaned down and carefully took out the piece of brocade.

"There are words on it!"

Guan Xingquan is sharp-eyed.

"It's'the princes are in harmony with the faint, long live for the descendants.' The official silk weaving workshop in the Central Plains in the Han Dynasty woven brocade for the wedding of the local princes. It is impossible for non-princes to get such fabrics! This should be the king of the country. The tomb, this piece of brocade is definitely a national treasure level cultural relic, it is probably an orphan.

Brother Guan, I should open that sealed bag. "

What is not an orphan? The brocade given to the princes and princes in the Han Dynasty, except for the Taklimakan, where the bird does not shit, is there any place that can be preserved?

The man in Mawangdui was a great master, but he did not rot after a thousand years, and whether he was at a level enough to possess such a thing, it was hard to say whether there was such a thing at that time!

As for the princes and kings of the Central Plains of the Han Dynasty, either the tombs were stolen long ago, or there were only a few teeth that were hard to decay. This protein-based silk product, which is the most difficult to preserve, turned into dust over time...

The treasure of Chen Bu's home, the old silk is rotten as grass: This old saying shows that the preservation of silk products is not easy.

Guan Xingquan quickly opened the transparent plastic sealed bag in his hand, and the two of them carefully put the brocade quilt in and sealed the opening.

"This thing is not easy to see right now. You can take a look first and put it in a sealed box later."

Guan Xingquan looked at it for a while, and quickly put the brocade quilt into a box for storage.

"Brother Guan, if you remove the brocade on that mummy's head, you can see what the mummy looks like." Zhang Nan is still in the mood to joke.

Guan Xingquan shook his head, "Forget it, this man is a king no matter what, save him some face."

Talking about seeing Zhang Nan standing still, Guan Xingquan felt strange, and said, "There are still so many things in it, don't you want it?"

Now it was Zhang Nan's turn to shake his head: "The pillow exposed under the head of the dried corpse is probably from Shu brocade, and there should be words on it."

He lowered his head and moved the head of the dry corpse a little bit, "I'm sorry buddy, I'll take a look."

"'Long live for the future, good children and grandchildren" Jin Zhen, Brother Guan, may not be counted as national first-class cultural relics, but second-class cultural relics are fine. You can get at least a few million dollars abroad. Do you want to? "

This thing is not easy to preserve, so although the level of cultural relics may not be high, it is extremely precious and has important value for studying the history of Chinese silk weaving crafts!

At the beginning, the Romans were proud of a silk robe, and now those related research institutions in the West will be excited about this pillow!

Zhang Nan knows that the inner core of this brocade pillow is wheat straw, but now, looking at it, the brocade is woven with three-color silk threads of navy, magenta and white. It is very delicate, but the color is a bit grayish.

No matter what, a dead person's head was pressed for 1,700 years, and it was normal for the color to appear slightly dark.

Guan Xingquan knew that Zhang Nan was joking, and the things outside were too late to move home, so how could they be smuggled out and sold to foreigners.

"The dead man slept on the pillow for 2000 years. You want you to take it back and use it, I don't want it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Nan straightened the head of the dried corpse again.

"Man, we are not a wicked person. We are not short of money. We keep pillows, clothes and shoes, and the rest of the quilt for you. If someone comes to disturb you in the future, I will hear someone who does not speak Chinese or Uighur. Don't be polite, those gangs are not good guys, the king-ba-dan of a robber country far to the east, please find trouble and find them."

Guan Xingquan wanted to laugh while listening: This guy is talented.

There are also a wooden bow and two leather quiver inside the coffin. Just because of these two things, the two of them determined that the owner of the tomb was a man.

Moved the corpse and other things in the coffin, and took out the bow and quiver.

I can't tell what kind of wood the bow is made of, but there is a very shallow relief on the top, which is very exquisite. It should be a strong bow with practical value-if it is a deep relief bow, it is a pure ceremonial decoration.

The two quiver is different from the common quiver nowadays. It is round and has a cover. Open the lid, there is a well-made feather arrow in the quiver, draw out one, and see that it is made of steel arrowheads.

"Use your guys again. I also like to collect ancient weapons. These thousand, 700-year-old bows and arrows are not easy to find. Later, we will put a cucumber in your coffin. If you take it and enjoy it, it will be an apology. Now in this sea of ​​death, cucumbers are more precious than life."

It was so sensational, Guan Xingquan almost laughed.

After speaking, put the bow and quiver aside, really took out a cucumber from his pocket and placed it near the right hand of the mummy.

The best thing for a tutor to do is to leave nothing behind to avoid problems. However, it doesn't matter if you drop some seasonal fruits and vegetables-nowadays, they are common varieties in Xijiang, and they become "muck cucumbers" in a few days in the coffin. Even if someone is too busy to check the dna of cucumbers in the future, they are also local varieties in Xijiang.

What a shame!

But it is enough to toss people: the archaeologists can clearly distinguish between the things of one or two thousand years and the "mummy cucumbers" of one or two years.

Since they have all "moved the mountain and opened the top", why did the tomb robbers leave so many precious cultural relics?

The cloth and brocade on the shirt and trousers of the corpse can have patterns, and there are some words, which are all treasures!

Why don't the tomb thief-this question must torture archaeology!

What the **** did you steal?

This question will make their brains explode!

The willingness is simple-Zhang Nan doesn't like picking up people's clothes and pants.

The things in the coffin can be left out. Since the improper tomb thief became a collector, Zhang Nan has paid attention to this point: The things that come out of the tomb are different from other objects. If you can leave it at home, you can leave it at home. !

Of course, the most important thing is not to put it in the bedroom, unless you are not afraid of bad luck and nightmares at night!

Then what should he do if he takes this bed of "Princes are faint forever and long live for their descendants" Jinbei?

The quilt that the dead had covered for nearly two thousand years must not be put in the villa, but in the underground ammunition depot.

It was originally the site of the army ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it is a place where evil spirits cannot enter, especially in the murderous ammunition depot: it is already "magnanimous" inside, plus the red slogans left by the army on the wall , What kind of spooky sprites will be finished in it!

Putting things in the ammunition warehouse for a while, all problems were solved.

"Anan, are you putting a cucumber to tease them?"

"Hey, let's forget it, let the archaeological headache go away. If it's not for the fear of being found out, I want to put a knife in it and play with those guys!"

Today's Yingjisha knife, even if it is not marked, the knifemakers can even see which workshop it is made of, and Zhang Nan won't bother himself.

"Brother Guan, put the lid on, let's take a look at this one on the side."

After the coffin board is re-covered, Zhang Nan's work can be considered as a start and finish: after seeing another coffin, he will fill it with a layer of sand and loess, even if it protects the king's tomb.

(Today's update is a bit late. The blood bat took the kids to play on Sunday, and had to accompany the family. It's a little bit later today.) (To be continued.)