gifted collector

Chapter 343 Flying Lion Pattern Round Gold Box

In the tent, Fang Ming sat alone, lost in thought.

It turned out that he didn't have such good conditions to live in a tent by himself. When he went to the town before, he bought a random tent and installed it, so he lived more comfortably.He was also tired all day, but although his body was exhausted, he didn't feel sleepy at all at this time.

Fang Ming has been staring at the back of his right hand in fascination for a long time: the right hand is empty, so it is impossible for Pixiu to appear, but he still stares there, as if a flower has grown there.

I don't know how long it took before Fang Ming, who seemed to be made of wood, sighed, twisted his neck, and then stood up and moved his body that seemed to be a little stiff.

Pixiu has evolved, this is for sure, as to whether the appearance of different colors represents different ages, it is still not confirmed at this time, which makes Fang Ming quite depressed, that is, it only appears in places like the desert where birds don't shit In such a situation, if you are in Ningdong City, you only need to find a few antiques from different ages to test, and it will be clear.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and now that she doesn't have antiques from different dynasties, Fang Ming has nothing to do no matter how capable he is.

How about going back to Ningdong City?

This idea is very tempting, but it was forcibly erased as soon as it came out, let alone the distance, the key is that the transportation is quite inconvenient.

"It's inconvenient to go out."

Shaking his head, Fang Ming looked at the table, where there were two things, one was soil, which was the soil sample taken from the place where Ma Tian dug out the gold box, and the other was the gold box - before leaving Sun Ming Borrowed while there.

After thinking for a while, Fang Ming picked up the soil sample and found that it was still the same as before, first the Pixiu slowly appeared, and then changed color - green.

According to the previous reasoning, it is from the Song Dynasty.

Pixiu has already proved its miraculousness, so he no longer thinks about whether Pixiu has a problem or "made a mistake".

The only question is whether different colors represent different dynasties or ages, and if so, what remains to be solved is which color corresponds to which dynasty.

However, this problem is not easy to solve now, so let's just forget it, and the eyes gradually fell on the gold box.

Because he was in the wild, the power supply was not enough, so there was only a small lamp above his head that used charging in Fang Ming's tent at this time, but under the weak light, the gold box emitted a special light that only gold had. , very charming.

After a while, Fang Ming shook his head, thinking that even if there is platinum and other metals that are more capable of making beautiful jewelry, gold is still the metal that people like. , he felt this way even more.

Gently picking it up, Fang Ming carefully looked at the gold box in his hand. The body of the box was flat and cylindrical, with a diameter of about [-] centimeters and a height of about seven or eight males. The workmanship was extremely delicate. From the hands of famous masters - the goldsmiths of ancient times used hammers to strike one after another.

The box is divided into upper and lower layers, which are connected by the way of mother-in-law mouth, which is convenient for opening and closing. In ancient times, such boxes were usually used to hold more precious things, such as medicinal materials or jewelry.When he found the box, it was empty. Of course, Fang Ming didn't know what precious things were used to hold it, but he was still attracted by the craftsmanship of the box in front of him.

The cover is slightly raised at the bottom, but becomes flat when it reaches the middle, and the decorations on it are all made by beating or threading.

The decoration on the box cover is divided into two layers. In the middle is a prismatic ring composed of double-linked bead patterns. In the middle is a flying lion, that is, a winged lion with wide-open eyes and a big mouth. Opened up, the tongue was exposed, the ears were erected, the limbs were extremely strong, and the whole lion showed an incomparably domineering arrogance!

There are two types of flowers around the ring, and the middle is connected with the twig pattern that is very common in porcelain.

If you turn the box over, you will find a big baosang flower in the middle of the bottom of the box, surrounded by smaller baosang flowers, and then connected with deformed cirrus flower branches.

The walls of the box are carved with various birds and animals.

Just imagine that such a gold box was made by hand in ancient times, and one has to admire the superb technology.

"Tang Dynasty, this is indeed a Tang Dynasty box."

Fang Ming put the box back on the table, clasping his fingers lightly on the table, making a "pop" sound, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

If your ability to identify the age of Pixiu is correct, then you can be sure that the cultural relics of the Tang Dynasty appeared in the soil layer of the Song Dynasty.

Scratching his own hair, Fang Ming thought that it was fortunate that the cultural relics of the Tang Dynasty appeared in the soil layer of the Song Dynasty. After all, the Song Dynasty was after the Tang Dynasty. If it was the other way around, it would be even more confusing.

But even that is quite a headache.

If you are just playing with antiques, you don’t have to worry about this kind of situation. Anyway, as long as the gold box in front of you is real, it will be done. As for the age of the soil layer, you don’t need to think about it at all-how can people who buy and sell antiques still pay attention? Where did it come from?
Shaking his head, Fang Ming lay down on the simple bed. After confirming that the antiques belonged to the Tang Dynasty and the soil layer belonged to the Song Dynasty, he realized that he had nothing else to do. It is a little less.

Fang Ming was really tired, so the sun had already risen after waking up from this sleep.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fang Ming immediately got up, hurriedly washed his face and brushed his teeth, and ran out.He knew that Sun Ming and others must be at the place where Ma Tian dug out the gold box yesterday.

When I arrived, I found that this was indeed the case. Yesterday, Ma Tian discovered that a pergola had been set up next to the gold box, and a table and chairs had been set up. A large bucket of tea was also prepared. Except for Sun Ming and Liang Bo who were sitting, the rest A dozen or so people were busy, and Ma Tian and Sima Xiangqin were in charge of directing and coordinating these people.

"Old Sun, Old Liang, what's the situation now?"

Fang Ming walked up to Sun Ming and Liang Bo, and asked in a low voice.

"Increase the scale of the excavation and see if you can dig out other things."

Sun Ming held a cup of tea in his hand, but it seemed that he had been holding it for a long time, but he didn't have any intention of drinking it.

Continue to expand the excavation. This is a method that he and Liang Bo discussed after Fang Ming and others left last night. In fact, this is also a conventional method. Once cultural relics are found somewhere during archaeology, they will often increase the excavation. Intensify the efforts and carry out key excavations to see if more cultural relics can be found.Because according to experience, unearthed cultural relics are often concentrated together.

"Well, this is a method worth trying."

Fang Ming nodded. Although he is not a professional in archaeology, he also understands the reason for doing so.

Liang Bo shook his head and said, "It seems that there is not much hope."

It was already close to noon when Fang Ming came here, but the excavation started early in the morning, and because of the concentrated efforts, it progressed very quickly. Now a certain area has been cleared, but there is no excavation. the result of.

The key is that there is no trace at all.

This is not a good thing in archaeology.

Both Sun Ming and Liang Bo were experienced people, and their hearts immediately sank when they saw such a situation.

Fang Ming was taken aback for a moment, what Liang Bo said was not very good.

"Old Sun, Old Liang, there is no hope of digging here?"

"It's possible."

A person came striding outside the arbor, it was Ma Tian, ​​his forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked very hot.

Walking to the side of the tea barrel, Ma Tian filled a large bowl of herbal tea and drank it in a big gulp, and then sat down on the chair after wiping off several handfuls of sweat.

"Ma Tian, ​​how is the situation?"

Sun Ming simply put the teacup in his hand on the table. Ma Tian was the person who presided over the excavation at the site, so he couldn't be more clear about the situation at the site.

"Ms. Sun, it's not good, it's very bad. We've cleaned it all morning, but there's not even a trace."

Speaking of this, Ma Tian was also quite depressed. Normally, cultural relics were unearthed in batches, but now it seems that apart from the gold box he unearthed last night, there is nothing else.

"It seems that the golden box that was discovered yesterday appeared there out of thin air, or simply said that it came through time travel."

Ma Tian smiled bitterly when he said it himself, all this is not a good thing for archeology.

Sima Xiangqin also came over at this time, and after hearing Ma Tian's words, he smiled wryly, and said, "Yes, Mr. Sun, Mr. Liang, this situation is quite bad. I think we can dig again this afternoon. If there is no more harvest, there is no point in digging any further."

Sun Ming frowned tightly, like a lump of iron. Although Sima Xiangqin was young, he was also a master. Needless to say, Ma Tian was his caring disciple, who was always by his side for training. , Now that both of them say that there is no value in digging further, then there is really no need to dig further.

Liang Bo sighed, and said, "Then let's dig another afternoon and see how the situation goes."

Now, there is really no other good way, but to dig first, if there is no result, then you can only stop.

Although such things are very common in archaeology, it always makes people feel very depressed when encountering them. After all, this is a setback, especially when you are holding on to hope.

The atmosphere in the pergola was very depressing, and everyone lost interest in talking. Fang Ming saw that this was not going to work, and said, "Oh! I think this kind of thing is still very common in archaeology. This time we can't find us." Just keep looking for what you want.”

Everyone laughed, especially Sun Ming and Liang Bo, they are old people, this kind of thing has happened dozens of times, if not a hundred times, why Fang Ming can't take it easy.

"It seems that the older you get, the more frustrated you become."

Sun Ming shook his head and made fun of himself.

(End of this chapter)