Treasure Hunt Tycoon

Ma Cheng and others are old rivers and lakes, old foxes, Li Du's deep smile was seen by them, and they immediately became wary.

But they couldn't find out the truth, because the treasure pickers gathered around enthusiastically, dragged them to drink and eat meat, and at the same time began to identify what they brought.

What brought the most was a hunting knife. The treasure hunters inserted the hunting knife into the ground, and the sharp blade reflected the scarlet firelight, and it seemed murderous.

Boer's gaze was immediately drawn, and he asked, "This is the hunting knife you brought out of the Hopi? Oh my god, they are so beautiful, you made a profit this time!"

Hans said, "Yeah, we made a fortune, but unfortunately you didn't go to Pecs, otherwise we will go together to the Hopi Reservation, which will bring back not only the hunting knife but also the coffin."

"Coffin?" Ding Xiaofeng was startled.

Li Du explained: "The Hopi coffin making is a must. They use all handmade craftsmanship, the procedures are complicated and scientific, and they like to make various styles. It is no problem to say that they make art."

Ding Xiaofeng said suddenly: "Oh, so it is?"

Li Du nodded: "Yes, that's it, don't you know?"

Ma Cheng replied: "Haha, we are in California and don't know much about the Hopi people. Besides, we are mainly responsible for art in East Asia and other colleagues in North America."

The fight began, and a group of treasure pickers undressed and began toasting, beer, wine, and whiskey, as well as a mixed cocktail. Anyway, the glass was dry and crisp.

Ma Cheng avoided the wine picker who advised him to drink. He went to Li Du and asked, "Xiao Li, don't you have something to show us? Why haven't you seen it?"

Li Du sighed and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take it out."

He took out the patina metal hand from the safe in the room and asked, "Can you see what this is?"

After receiving the metal hand, Ma Cheng pondered by the firelight. He watched for a while and shouted to the other two, and the other two also rushed over, and then they discussed together.

After the discussion, Ma Cheng replied: "Xiao Li, this thing is a bit weird. To determine its identity, you may need to remove the patina. Can it work?"

Li Du asked: "How to remove patina?"

Ma Chengdao: "The best way is to use abrasive blasting, which is to directionally spray dry or suspended abrasives on the surface of this copper hand, and then the surface rust scale and dry dirt."

"It is also possible to use fine wood chips, talc, acetic acid and glass powder to add ammonia, which will react with the basic copper carbonate in patina to form a soluble blue copper ammonia complex."

Li Du smiled bitterly: "None of these things."

Du Dayuan laughed: "Is there always white vinegar? It can be scrubbed with white vinegar, but these sundries cannot be completely removed, but some can be removed to reveal the true colors."

There is white vinegar here. He went to get a bottle, and the three carefully brushed the white vinegar with a brush and washed it on the copper hands.

As the turbid green liquid flowed down, the face of the copper hand became clear.

After brushing, some letters appeared on the backs of the copper hands, and the three gathered together to discuss again.

In the end, Ma Cheng said, "There is probably information, Xiao Li, where did you get this thing? This should be a sacrificial hand from Yemen. If this is the real thing, it will be valuable."

Li Du said: "This was kept by a friend of mine, and he said it was obtained from the Arab side, as to whether it is true or not."

Ma Cheng expressed an excited expression on his face and said, "I got it from the Arab side? Then it is most likely a real sacrificial hand!"

"Is it precious?"

Ma Cheng nodded heavily: "Of course, the hand of sacrifice is a folk religious token that emerged from 100 AD to 300 AD. As to which religion it belongs to, it is impossible to test, but it can be determined that it is a local religion that has disappeared. "

He showed the bronze hand to Li Du, pointing to the carved letters on the back of the hand and saying, "This is an ancient Yemeni text. It is not clear exactly what was written, but it may be related to the religion and the **** at that time."

"These Arabic bronze hands are often models of real human hands, and their owners want to put their hands in the hands of the deities he admires for deep favor, so they have these works."

Li Dupei said, "Mister Ma, you know so much."

Ma Cheng shook his head: "This aspect is not my strength. After three discussions, we also reached this conclusion. If we show it to experts studying local religions in the Middle East, he can give more information!"

At this time Ding Xiaofeng said, "Well, isn't Gigulas the appraiser of religious supplies in the Middle East? Let us show him that he should know this thing."

Ma became difficult to look at Li Du, and said, "Jigulas is in Los Angeles ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xiao Li, can you come to Los Angeles with us recently?"

"Recently?" Li Du shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid not. I'm going to participate in the Autumn Harvest Festival in Flagstaff at the end of the month."

Du Dayuan said, "If you can trust us, Xiaoli, we will take the hand of sacrifice back to our colleagues and return the information to you."

"How does this work?" Ma Cheng frowned. "This is too demanding, so we only knew the first day."

Du Dayuan said: "It doesn't matter, we talk to Gigulas first, let him estimate the price, and then mortgage Xiao Li according to the evaluation ..."

"Yes," Ding Xiaofeng agreed, "if we don't have enough money, don't we still have a batch of rubies and jewelry at the bank? It must be enough to add up, anyway, it is just mortgage to Xiao Li."

Li Du laughed, and some of them asked and answered, it was a good plan.

He calmly took the copper hand back and said, "If you go to Los Angeles, when will it be?"

"It's best before the autumn shoot, otherwise we have no time, that is, these days, around the end of the month." Ma Chengzhuo said.

Li Dudao: "That line, I will not participate in the Autumn Harvest Festival, and I will go to Los Angeles with you."

Ma Cheng waited for a moment, then nodded and laughed, "OK, that's good."

Li Du packed his copper hands and returned to the hut. He went up to the balcony on the second floor, and lay on the railings, watching the emotional crowd below.

After drinking a can of beer, he took out his mobile phone and called out: "Hey, Luo skirt, it's me."

Luo skirt said: "I know it is you, who call me like this except you? What's wrong, you're not coming back tonight? Fooling around again?"

Li Du gas: "What is fooling around? I'm doing business."

"Do you hold things right?" Luo skirt dismissed.

Listening to her tone, Li Du could imagine the girl's mouth poking.