Don't quibble, anchor, your name is Zhang San

Chapter 45 Bronze Mask, Ancient Village

Although he only glanced at it hastily, Jiang Han was very surprised.

It was relatively far away before, and although he felt that the bronze mask seemed real, he was not very sure.

After seeing it up close at this time, he can basically be sure that this thing is absolutely genuine.

Good guy, this antique market is really a magical place.

An old man in the mountains who looks so ordinary can actually come up with such a treasure.

But he is also a little strange. At present, only the Sanxingdui site has unearthed a bronze mask in China.

And the style and age of the mask in front of him are not the same, obviously it didn't come from there.

Is it an undiscovered relic?
Jiang Han thought about it, and felt that this possibility was very high.

The Dragon Kingdom has a history of 5000 years. From ancient times to the present, countless dynasties have changed, and there are countless countries, large and small.

Under the 960 million square kilometers of land, who knows how many treasures are buried.

The moment the old man opened the sack, Sister Zhou also saw the mask, the curiosity and excitement in her eyes faded away, and her disappointment could not be concealed on her face.

I thought it was a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be such an ugly and dirty thing.The workmanship is not exquisite at all, and it is far worse than the previous vases.

The more sister Zhou thought about it, the more she regretted it.

If I knew it earlier, I would have spent more money to buy that vase.

At this time, the live broadcast room was also extremely lively.

"Good guy, if this thing is real, I'll screw off my head and play it like a ball for everyone."

"Bronze masks are only unearthed in Sanxingdui so far. The one in front of you is obviously not like it."

"So this mask is fake? But it looks quite old."

"It must be fake. Sanxingdui is now a key archaeological project in the Dragon Kingdom. Every unearthed cultural relic is strictly recorded. It is impossible for anything to be brought out."

"Hahaha, the mask is specially stained with mud, it really looks like that."

"This uncle looks quite honest. He looks like a mountain person. I didn't expect him to be a liar."

"It's not necessarily a lie. What if the uncle is also deceived, maybe he really thinks this thing is real."

"The loss is false, if it is true, it will start in five years!"

The old man tightened the sack and looked at Jiang Han nervously.

"How about it, young man, do you want to buy it?"

The old man obviously had no business experience, so he asked if he would buy it without even saying the price.

Jiang Han pondered for a moment, and did not rush to answer, but planned to collect more information to clarify the matter.

After all, it is a bit bizarre that an old man in the mountains who was tanned all over suddenly took out a pair of ancient bronze masks.

"Old man, your thing looks like it's old." Jiang Han asked seemingly casually.

"That's right, it's been a long time, at least it belongs to Tang." The old man said affirmatively.

In fact, he hasn't studied for a few years in his life, so he doesn't know what dynasties there are in the Dragon Kingdom.

It's just that the Tang Dynasty seemed to be a long time ago in his impression, so he made nonsense.

As soon as he finished speaking, the water friends in the live broadcast room burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, it's sugar, it's really sugar."

"The uncle is right, it is indeed very sticky."

"Although, I think the uncle is a little cute."

"It is estimated that the uncle also knows about the Tang Dynasty, hahaha."

The uncle's answer made Jiang Han more sure that the other party must have obtained this mask by accident and did not know its true value.

Where is this mask from the Tang Dynasty? According to his judgment, this thing has a history of at least 3000 years!
The history of the Dragon Kingdom dates back 3000 years, almost in the late Shang and early Zhou dynasties.

In other words, this mask is likely to be from the Shang Dynasty!
Jiang Han remained calm, and continued to chat with the uncle: "Master, where did you get this thing? Why is it still sticking to the dirt, it must be fake."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man became anxious immediately: "Although this thing is picked up, I guarantee that it is absolutely true."

Picked up?
Jiang Han was taken aback for a moment, good guy, can this thing be picked up too?

Under the narration of the uncle, Jiang Han finally figured out the matter.

It's actually quite simple to say, the uncle lives in an ancient village in Shangougou in the northwest, which belongs to the kind of place that is almost isolated from the world, surrounded by endless mountains and dense forests.

There is a legend passed down from generation to generation in the village that there is a big tomb in the mountains outside the village!Tombs of princes and nobles!And it's pretty old.

For this legend, most people in the village still believe it.

But when you leave the village, you can see all mountains, and the area is very vast.

Moreover, there are many poisonous snakes and beasts in the deep mountains and old forests, which can be said to be very dangerous. Even villagers who are very familiar with the surroundings dare not leave the village too far.

Once, a few villagers couldn't hold back their fascination with the tomb, and took their own mastiffs and tools into the deep mountains, but they never came back.

Since then, none of the villagers dared to go there again.

However, some time ago, there was a small earthquake in that mountain range, which collapsed many mountains, and landslides caused frequent mudslides.

Fortunately, there was no one inhabited in the remote mountains and old forests, but no one was injured.

Only a few days later, the villagers discovered that there were a lot of earthen pot fragments in the stream outside the village.

Immediately afterwards, some people said that the earthquake collapsed the mountain, and all the treasures in the tomb were shaken out, causing the villagers to roll up their trousers and go to the stream to search for treasures.

However, very few people actually picked up good things, and most of them just picked up some broken clay pots and jars.

And this old man was very lucky to pick up a pair of bronze masks.

The old man didn't know how much the mask was worth, but he heard on TV that antiques were worth a lot.

So I ran all the way from my hometown to Shanghai, hoping to sell the mask at a good price.

After figuring out the ins and outs, Jiang Han felt a little relieved, the bronze mask was fairly clean.

He nodded to the old man and said, "Master Xing, I want this thing."

Sister Zhou glanced at him with a puzzled expression.

This thing is broken and dirty, why did you buy it?It's too ugly to put it in the house as a decoration.

"No, Brother Jiang really plans to buy it."

Water friends are also puzzled.

"Buy it and buy it, even though it's fake, it's good to buy it for fun."

"That's right, it's only about a hundred dollars, purely for fun."

"Besides, my uncle's house is so far away, it would be a pity if I made the trip for nothing, support Brother Jiang!"

Hearing that Jiang Han said he wanted to buy it, the old man was very excited. He had been shopping in this antique market for several days.

After seeing the mask, most people walked away unhappy, just like the upstart before.

Occasionally someone expressed their desire to buy, but the price they offered was too low, only a few hundred yuan, not enough for his round-trip travel expenses. Naturally, such a money-losing business cannot be done.

So up to now, the mask has still not been sold, and the old man himself is starting to worry.

After listening to Jiang Han's words, he asked impatiently, "Young man, how much do you pay?"

Jiang Han thought for a while, and said, "Master, what do you think of a hundred thousand?"

　Chapter 1 is presented, the author continues to code words, as much as possible.

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