After get off work, Lin Hao got on the subway line 4 and planned to go to his second uncle's house.

In the dean's office just now, he originally wanted to ask Su Mingde if he had oil-paper umbrellas at home, but the latter and Xia Mo were talking to each other, and he had no intention of interrupting.

So after confirming that he would go to the TV station to record the program at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, he left.

Originally, he planned to go to East Lake to see the street stall Yin Feifei mentioned, but time did not allow it.

According to the flow rate of the hourglass in the palm of my hand, the time to return to the world of Xianxia again should be around three or four o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Before that, he had to learn as much about that world as possible, which was closely related to his own safety. Compared with the two, he could only postpone his trip to East Lake.

'If Su Qi also has an oil-paper umbrella at home, then go to East Lake.'

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Arriving at the door of his second uncle's house, Lin Hao skillfully took out the door key from under the footrest.

In fact, before coming, he had called to confirm that his second uncle was at home, but he still did not ring the doorbell.

Because the second uncle said that he was too busy——

I am so busy that I have no time to eat, sleep, clean up, or even open the door.

I'm just lazy... Lin Hao slandered.

"Second uncle, I have something here..."

Opening the door, Lin Hao was stunned when he was halfway through speaking, because his second uncle's appearance was so strange.

He was wearing crisp black clothes and his hair was combed meticulously. He was using a small stainless steel tweezers to gently pick up a sugar cube and put it into the cup, and then stirred it gently.

He saw Lin Hao come in, picked up the cup and took a sip, and said politely: "Would you like a cup? Mocha or latte?"

"What the hell?" Lin Hao didn't hear clearly.

Lin Hansheng coughed lightly and educated him: "Lin Hao, pay attention to your wording. You are a doctor and you must speak with restraint."

Lin Hao didn't care about this. He rushed to his second uncle and grabbed the latter's arm: "Second uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? No, I'll sleep here tonight."

"Nonsense!" Lin Hansheng's expression was serious. He shook off Lin Hao's hand, then frowned and smoothed the wrinkles on his cuffs.

"Wait a minute, are there any oil-paper umbrellas here?" Lin Hao's heart moved and he looked around in the room.

"Stop, what are you doing? I've been sorting it out for hours!"

tidy?

Lin Hao paused and looked around. The more he looked, the more incredible he became.

So clean!

The windows are bright and clean, spotless, and the desk, which was always messy, is now neatly tidied.

Even the life-size terracotta warriors and horses in the corner were polished so smooth that they could almost make out human figures.

If you smell it carefully, there seems to be a faint scent of jasmine in the air, which is the smell of air freshener.

"Second uncle, don't scare me, what's going on?" Lin Hao became more and more nervous. He grew up in his second uncle's home. In his heart, the latter was as close as his parents who lived abroad.

"Don't be nervous, my second uncle is fine."

Lin Hansheng took off his suit and threw it on the sofa, and then pulled his hair out in anger until it looked like a chicken coop: "It's very deliberate, isn't it? Caixia is right, I really have no temperament at all."

"Caixia? Who is it? Oh -" Lin Hao said meaningfully, secretly thinking that caring leads to chaos. When something happens to someone he cares about, he always thinks the worst.

In fact, the matter is very simple, the second uncle is...

"Young kid, why do you care so much? Didn't you just say you wanted to show me something? Take it out quickly!" Lin Hansheng blushed and spoke louder.

Psychologically speaking, most people subconsciously feel that if they speak loudly, they may not be justified, but if they speak softly, they must have a guilty conscience.

"hold head high."

Seeing that his second uncle was shy, Lin Hao didn't ask any more questions. He took out Wang Yuan's wife's tea cup and asked, "Which dynasty is this from?"

"Huh?"

Lin Hansheng was obviously stunned for a moment, then he took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and scrolled through one photo after another.

Lin Hao took a closer look and found that in the photo album on his mobile phone, most of them were photos of cultural relics, and there were also a few background pictures, including some tomb chamber scenes and passages.

"This one is also from the tomb?"

The photo Lin Hao pointed to was of a square corridor with a faint green light on the walls on both sides, which looked quite scary.

"Well, they are all photos from the Song Dynasty tomb." Lin Hansheng nodded and warned: "These photos have not been released to the public yet..."

"I know, I know, how can I have time to talk about this?"

"Found it!" Lin Hansheng pointed to a photo on the phone screen——

Surprisingly, it is also a teacup, and it is almost the same as Lin Hao's.

"Is this tea cup also a funerary object in the tomb?" Lin Hao held a mobile phone in one hand and a tea cup in the other, comparing them carefully.

It was so similar that before seeing the real thing, he wasn't even sure whether it was a teacup or not.

Lin Hansheng nodded: "Well, the photos I showed you a few days ago were both unearthed from the same tomb."

"So, my tea cup is also from the late Southern Song Dynasty?" Lin Hao remembered clearly that the photo that gave him the ability to travel through time came from an ancient tomb eight hundred years ago, and was held in the hands of a female corpse.

The teacup I brought back casually, there was actually one in the tomb.

Coincidence?

Or is there any hint?

Lin Hansheng shook his head: "Not necessarily. In this case, I will do a carbon 14 test tomorrow and tell you the answer."

"C14? What does it mean? Why do we need to check for Helicobacter pylori?" Lin Hao was a little confused.

Carbon 14 is a routine test in the Department of Gastroenterology. After the patient takes a certain amount of carbon 14 urea and then blows air, it is used to check whether he is infected with Helicobacter pylori.

But what does this have to do with dating teacups?

"I don't know what you are talking about, but it is definitely different from the carbon 14 I am talking about. I am talking about radiocarbon dating, because the half-life of carbon 14 is 5730 years, so..."

"Uh, just tell me directly, what is this carbon dating method about?" Lin Hao was afraid that his second uncle would talk endlessly about professional knowledge.

Lin Hansheng glared at Lin Hao, as if he was dissatisfied with the sudden interruption: "You are young and don't want to learn anything! In a word, in archeology, carbon dating can accurately determine the age of organic matter, but you

Teacups are inorganic, so there will be some errors, but if you just want to know the dynasty, it should be fine."

"Is it so troublesome? I usually just look at you when I see you, and I can tell you about the year?"

"Yes, but this tea cup of yours is too weird. If you look at it, no matter the shape, texture or fetal bones, you can basically conclude that it is a white wheel tea cup from the late Southern Song Dynasty.

It's just that the glaze is wrong. Because ancient porcelain is old, the glaze usually has a moist feeling. Look at this, there is a clam glow.

But the light on your tea cup is mostly floating and a bit dazzling, as if it had just been out of the kiln for three months.
Chapter completed!