Soon Canghai saw the evidence. The old man Zhang Gong seemed to want to press Canghai's face to the ground and rub it. He picked up the phone and asked Cang Shiyuan in the village to verify it.

Cang Shiyuan found this Cang Guxing in the family tree. It was no coincidence that it was Cang Hai's direct blood relative, and he should be of the same age as Cang Hai's grandfather's grandfather's. Besides the two generations in the middle, Cang Hai and him were all single-handed. In the middle, there were a few more children in the middle. Now there were not even a person who took the blame together.

Cang Hai looked depressed. It was actually a good thing to find his ancestors and find out where he came from. It is probably a good thing. Except for the Wanshishima family, there are not many families in China who can really get their genealogy to the era before the Warring States Period. They are serious nobles, without any moisture.

Of course, there is a tradition for people who see each other as a teacher who kneels when they see each other. That is to say, it doesn’t matter if they get used to the face. Those who come from the Mongolians and those who come from the Jin people also kneel. In the end, even the Japanese have to submit a submission to the Japanese. I don’t know if someone knows whether his descendants will be angry.

The ancestors had never done such shameless things to please Canghai, but the stolen ancestral graves and sold the ancestors' burial objects was still too lost for Canghai, and Canghai didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's go, let's take you to see what you've exchanged in." When Mr. Zhang saw Cang Hai's appearance, he felt very happy as if he had eaten a fly.

Cang Hai replied: "Then go and take a look!"

Anyway, it has reached this point, and the ancestors in the tomb have long been gone, and they cannot carry them home in the sea of ​​things and the sea of ​​things, just take a look.

Following Zhang Gong to the entrance of the tomb passage, when passing by Xu Sheng, Canghai found that the old man was still in his original appearance.

So Cang Hai said to Qu Guowei with some concern: "Brother Qu, Mr. Xu is so old, why don't you ask him to take a break? This thing will not run away anyway. Let's take a look at it later?"

Qu Guowei shook his head and said, "Let him watch it for a while. You don't understand him in this state. Calligraphy has been entangled with his life. It is difficult and difficult to find an opportunity to break through yourself."

After hearing this, Zhang Gong nodded and said, "Yes, the ancients in front seemed to have gone through all possible paths. The people behind were like a wall surrounded by four walls. No matter which direction you walk, you will find that it is a wall."

Hearing the two of them say this, Cang Hai stopped talking and followed Zhang Gong out of the tomb passage and walked towards a bungalow.

It is better to say it is a bungalow, it is a small exhibition hall. As soon as I entered, I saw many tables covered with glass. There were some broken pottery and porcelain on the table. Some of them were broken into pieces and placed in the cover without any repair.

Canghai looks ugly in pottery and something, and he really can't understand the aesthetics of the ancients. As for porcelain, it is absolutely beautiful. Although he doesn't understand porcelain, Canghai can roughly see that this thing is not very valuable.

Because he has learned painting, although his skills are average, Guan Qidong's level is not low. As his beloved disciple, Cang Hai still has his eyesight. He can tell what level the techniques and skills on the bottle are at? It is usually superb and dull. As long as he has a certain aesthetic taste, it can be easily distinguished. The difference between the things used by ordinary people and the finest products in the imperial palace.

Gong Zhang directly took Cang Hai and Qu Guowei to the big cover in the middle, with a jar placed inside the cover, or it looked like a jar.

The shape is very strange. The big belly has three legs, the mouth of the jar is still irregular. There is an animal on it. I don’t know if it is a tiger or something. Anyway, it is just an animal’s head, with a big mouth open and spitting fangs.

"What's special about this?" Cang Hai asked.

Zhang Gongdao: "National Treasure!"

puff!

Canghai almost burst out with an old blood. Such a dusty thing is not garbage, and there are some mottled green colors on it. Is it a national treasure?

"Please explain it," Cang Hai asked.

"Let's talk about the shape of this instrument first, it's round and full..."

"Um!"

Cang Hai nodded and agreed with Zhang Gong's words. In fact, he didn't listen to a word in his heart. He didn't understand how to use such a broken jar to talk for two or three minutes. In Cang Hai's opinion, even if such jar is placed in front of him, he might have to kick it away. One word: ugly! Two words: too ugly!

"The most special thing is color. Green is a rare thing in that era..." Speaking of the shape of the instrument, Zhang Gong talked about the color on the jar.

Qu Guowei nodded at this time and responded: "Yes, green was an extremely rare dye at that time, otherwise why would there be a story of cuckolding?"

Canghai knows this story that there are a lot of things between the king of Qi and the prime minister. Green hats were fashionable before this, so they could not be fashionable anymore, because green ones were so beautiful. At that time, there was a green hat that was much better than the ten Rolls-Royces in your home. It was because the natural green pigment was extremely rare.

After listening for a while, Canghai nodded again.

After explaining the broken jar, Zhang Gong turned to the next broken jar, which was still the beginning of the national treasure, with three or four national treasures, and finally turned to the porcelain products.

Qu Guowei is an expert in the asset. He was originally a good antique, and this thing could not escape his eyes, so Canghai was forcibly given an appreciation class.

For those who like antiques, such an opportunity is rare, but it doesn’t make much sense to Canghai. To be honest, this thing is not as interesting as the Shoushan stone in your own pocket if it doesn’t come in Canghai.

After pulling for more than half an hour, Mr. Zhang looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's almost time, let's go to the cafeteria for dinner."

As soon as he heard about eating, Canghai and Qu Guowei's stomachs suddenly started to scream at the same time.

"Go away, go away! The little food I ate in the morning has long disappeared," Qu Guowei said with a smile.

The three of them arrived at the cafeteria together. It was easy to get there in the cafeteria here, and they didn’t need a meal ticket. They just took a stainless steel tray and lined up.

Canghai came to the window and saw this dish and immediately felt like he was in college. What a guy, the potato shredded potatoes were not shredded at all. Look at the chopsticks that looked like they might fall apart when they touched them. The fried vegetables were also depressed, without any energy, and the color seemed dull, as if they had been on the table for two or three days.

As for meat and vegetables, Canghai felt that it could not get into his eyes. The fish fried were broken. Through the fish bones, you could see the fish roe in the fish belly. Even the braised pork was not good, and the corners were a little burnt. At a glance, Canghai knew that the chef's skills were just at night school level, and he was still the kind that had not graduated.

I ordered two dishes that looked sloppy, one tomato egg, one steamed egg, and one bowl of winter melon and kelp soup.

After sitting down, Zhang Gong found that whether it was Canghai or Qu Guowei, there were only two simple small vegetarian dishes and a bowl of soup in the tray.

"What's wrong? Don't you give me some meat cushion?" Zhang Gong asked.

Qu Guowei said: "It's better to eat some vegetarian food. Eating vegetarian food is good for your health when you are old."

Cang Hai subconsciously glanced at Qu Guowei and thought to himself: Are you still shameless? The wild pheasant snatched from the fox’s mouth, you and Xu Guosheng, one chicken breast and one leg, and I have only some skeleton left. When you arrived here, you said you wanted to eat vegetarian food, why didn’t you eat it yesterday?

Mr. Zhang didn’t know what the two of them were thinking. To be honest, he didn’t like food in the cafeteria when he first came, because he had been sloppy in the canteen during the few days of living in Sijiaping Village. However, after a long time, he got used to it. He always ate vegetarian dishes and couldn’t keep up with his energy. Although it was a little bit unpalatable, the meat was still meat after all, and the taste was a little worse, but freshness was still guaranteed.

While eating vegetables, Zhang Gong said to the two: "The food here cannot be compared with Sijiaping. If you eat it like this, it will go bankrupt in less than two months. There are almost a few hundred people here, and there are about twenty mules and horses. It costs 50,000 or 60,000 yuan to eat horses in a day, and it will be impossible not to save any money."

At this time, a young voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Hurry, hurry up, everyone, go out and see, a mirage!"

When I heard the mirage, I suddenly saw that there was no one left in the cafeteria that was originally full of them, including Canghai, Zhang Jie and Qu Guowei.

As soon as Cang Hai ran out of the cafeteria, he was shocked by the influence he saw. He saw a magnificent picture on a ridge in the southeast.

Countless people were working like ants. On the left side of the entire influence, there was a huge square pit, which was very deep. Countless people carried loads and took baskets of soil out of the pit, and then fell onto the car at the slope entrance.

The car is very similar to a modern cart, but the wheels are tall and are made of wooden, almost one person tall. Moreover, the car is not two-wheeled, but four-wheeled, and it is pulled by two cows. The horns are also very special. The Chinese horns are semi-soled and backwards, while the yellow horns are bent forward. The horns of the cow are twisted towards the sky, as long as an antelope horn, as if there are two antennas on the head.

Both people and cars are dressed in ancient style, and on the seven or eight earthen platforms around, you can clearly see some soldiers wearing bronze or stone armor holding weapons that have been escaped in their hands: Ge!

The scene was so clear that Canghai felt that he was watching a movie, and even the eyes of a soldier were clearly visible.

The soldiers, civilians and supervisors wielding whips formed a shocking ancient work scene. Although there was only the picture and no sound, Canghai could still feel the depressing work scene.

"Big tomb, big tomb, the door of the tomb!"

Suddenly, a young man roared loudly and pointed his hand at the ridge next to him.

Cang Hai hurriedly turned his eyes to the direction of his fingers. Soon Cang Hai discovered what the young man said. Two square stones were being transported by some people. Two stone doors were pulled by four cows and a dozen shirtless people. The cows formed a sharp contrast with the people. The cows were strong and strong, but the people were ragged, and they could even see the ribs on these people clearly.

There were a few logs under the stone door. A dozen people lived here to carry the logs rolled under the stone door, then put them in front of the stone door, and then leaned against the reel to make a stone door move on the ground.

Not to mention the patterns on the stone gate for these archaeologists, even Cang Hai could tell at a glance that they were two sealed doors on the tomb passage.

At this time, countless people on the construction site put down their work, looked at the mirage with their heads raised, and many people opened their mouths wide, looking incredible.

This is not the first time Canghai has seen a mirage, but the last time I saw a city, with countless tall buildings standing in front of me. Although I can’t tell where it is, countless tall buildings stand like jungles. That must be only found in big cities, and it must be the number one big city in the world.

Afterwards, Canghai took advantage of the convenience of learning architecture and also took aerial photos of many cities, but he never discovered the city he had seen.

Since then, Canghai has scoffed at the scientific statement of the so-called formation of mirages. The scientific statement is that mirages are just a reflection formed by the atmosphere in a specific environment.

But Canghai thought this was a bit too much, and there was no reflection in the city? Moreover, the city he saw was full of tall buildings, each of which was 100 meters up. Such skyscrapers could not be a small city. Even the tall buildings in Mörción were a few floors away. How could a city fall into it?
Chapter completed!