mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 530 The Priceless Treasure
Are there people in the world who regard money as dung?
Xiao Feng believes that there are some, but regardless of whether he loves money or not, money is a necessity in any dynasty or generation.

Because it can bring a higher quality of life in exchange for most of the things you want.

Based on this, in the eyes of the people present, it is more accurate to say that what the gold and silver treasures can be exchanged for is not so much the gold and silver treasures.

Sun Zhong stood there for a long time, obviously he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

However, when his gaze moved to the wall beside him, he gasped, staggered back a few steps, and was about to fall to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Sun Shijie hurriedly supported him, grabbing his wrist like a conditioned reflex, but Sun Zhong broke free.

"Then...then...then..." Sun Zhong pointed at the wall in front of him, as if he was having an asthma attack, Hachihachi gasped for breath.

Sun Shijie looked in the direction of his fingers, his body froze, and then he fell to the ground neatly.

"Pfft!"

The sound of falling attracted the attention of the people around.

Zhao Guoan stepped forward to help Sun Shijie, while Xiao Feng pointed his flashlight at the wall, and then frowned.

On the wall, there are grooves one by one, densely packed, like a bombed area that has been baptized by artillery fire, and there are no fewer than hundreds of them.

And in each groove, there are things, or black boxes, or altars and jars.

"Could this be the urn of the ancestors of the Sun family?"

This thought flashed through Xiao Feng's mind, and then was quickly dismissed, because this conjecture was obviously illogical.

First of all, cremation was only practiced in modern times. In the feudal society, the emphasis was on burial.

Secondly, the shapes of those boxes are different, long ones, short ones, square ones, flat ones, and even polygonal ones, and the shapes are not uniform.

The same is true for pots and jars, with different colors, patterns, and sizes.

"There seems to be notes on those boxes and jars?" The little girl asked uncertainly.

Xiao Feng nodded, he also noticed this, and planned to walk over to see what was written on the note.

If it is a person's name, then it can be sure that it is an urn. If it is not a person's name, it should be marked with what is inside.

After just two steps, the little girl stopped her and said, "Why don't I call those two cannon fodder in, what should I do if there is danger if I walk over like this?"

"No, it's safe inside." Xiao Feng refused the little girl's proposal with some dumbfounding.

When he walked to the deposit box, Xiao Feng casually looked at a long and narrow box in front of him, and saw a line of neat handwriting written on it: A 500-year-old ginseng plant was obtained in the area of ​​Chuanshan and sealed in the seventh year of the Republic of China.

After Xiao Feng read this sentence, Zhao Guoan was surprised when he heard it: "500-year-old ginseng!"

Ignoring Zhao Guoan's interruption, Xiao Feng changed a box and continued to read: "700-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, sealed in Guangxu for 30 years."

"700-year Ganoderma lucidum!" Zhao Guoan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly ran to the front, constantly looking at the notes on each box, and at the same time being constantly refreshed.

Later, Zhao Guoan even became a little numb, and he didn't like the words "300 years, 500 years" at all.

whispering sound!
It's only 500 years, it's not worth making a fuss about, just look at 1000 years.

The little girl came over and asked curiously: "Brother Xiao Feng, the note says 300 years ago, so it should be more than 400 years now?"

"If it is based on the years of existence, it is indeed the case." Xiao Feng explained: "But in terms of the efficacy of the medicine, it will not increase with the time it is stored, and it is not bad if it does not lose.

To use the simplest analogy, let’s say we plant a ginseng plant, dig it out ten years later, and keep it well. After 1000 years, someone gets this ginseng plant. Can you say it is a thousand-year-old ginseng? "

The little girl suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, the year written on it actually refers to how long it has been, right?"

"That's right!" Xiao Feng replied, walking towards the wall on the other side.

There are still grooves, and there are boxes inside, but according to the notes on the note, there are no medicinal materials inside, but medical books, or pharmaceutical tools.

Xiao Feng was not very interested in these, so he didn't stop to look more, instead, he walked up to Sun Shijie and asked, "You seem to know that there are medicinal materials in there?"

Sun Shijie nodded slowly: "I saw this kind of box at home when I was a child, but I didn't expect there to be so many. This is the real priceless treasure!"

Xiao Feng agreed with this, gold and silver have prices, but this kind of life-saving medicine may not be able to be exchanged for any amount of money.

"Your matter is over, should we settle our matter now?" Xiao Feng changed the subject.

"You mean the poison I put on you?" Sun Shijie shook his head and laughed: "Actually, the poison has been cured long ago."

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, not sure if the other party was deliberately probing, but he still asked along with the words: "Aren't you afraid that I will turn my back on money now and take all these treasures for myself?"

"You are not this kind of people. If you really want something you like, you can take away two, but after all, it was left by your ancestors. You can't take too many away." Sun Shijie said.

Xiao Feng felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to steal a few pieces before, but he made it clear that he could give them away, which was a bit embarrassing.

However, since we have talked about this point, Xiao Feng didn't intend to be polite any more, and walked to the hill made of gold, silver and jewels, and carefully screened them.

He planned to pick a few good things and give them to Du Qingyue as gifts when he returned home, and enrich his family by the way.

However, it is very helpless that there are so many good things, it is really easy to be picky.

Many valuable good things on the market are like Chinese cabbage here, without even a decent packaging, which looks very cheap.

Of course, if you can't choose jewelry and the like, you don't have to hesitate too much about gold ingots.

Xiao Feng directly grabbed a few and stuffed them into his pockets. The more this kind of hard currency, the better, even if there is more, there is never too much.

At this moment, Zhao Guoan suddenly shouted in surprise: "Old Xiao, come here quickly, hurry up!"

"Why are you yelling?" Xiao Feng, who was indulging in the world of gold, silver and jewelry and couldn't extricate himself, said with an expression of displeasure: "Didn't you get stung by a scorpion again?"

"Fart!" Zhao Guoan said angrily, "Look what I found."

Xiao Feng looked in the direction of Zhao Guoan's finger, and what he saw was a small jar at the top. There was also a note on the jar, but the color of the words on the note was red.

Squinting his eyes and watching carefully, Xiao Feng finally saw clearly.

What is written on it is: The Flower of Eternal Darkness, which was obtained by chance in the 19th year of Jiaqing. Note: Do not see water with visible light.

(End of this chapter)