As I walked leisurely along the way, various objects on the roadside stalls shone with strange lustres under various lights.

In the 1980s, there were pottery figurines from the Northern Wei Dynasty that escaped carbon 14 identification and cost the museum, the National Museum of China, and the Museum of History millions of dollars.

There is a high-quality antique jade from Zhucheng that was slapped in the face by the Zhejiang Provincial Customs in the 1990s, and the businessman almost put him in jail.

There is a rough stone from Mosisha Laochangkou that has been opened and its skin changed.

There are not only bronzes from the fake village in Yanjian last week, but also high-defense ancient porcelain from Fanjiachuan, the porcelain capital, and fake calligraphy and paintings from Yandu Jinwei.

All kinds of things, too numerous to count.

Occasionally, I would see a few good things among various utensils, but I would just glance at them and keep moving forward.

Suddenly, a blurry white shadow flashed into my eyes.

boom!

My heart felt as if it had been poked by a needle, and I shrank violently. I stepped onto the sidewalk and hurriedly followed.

is her!

She is coming!

The bright red taillights of the taxi shone brightly, and the blurry white shadow became more and more real in my eyes.

I've been waiting for her!

At this moment, I stopped breathing, my feet were rooted, my body was stiff and I couldn't exert any strength, I opened my mouth but couldn't make any sound, and the corners of my mouth kept twitching.

As if telepathic, Bai Ying straightened up and looked at me.

Soaring.

I was hit hard again by high-voltage electricity.

A heart suddenly sank into the abyss.

The white shadow in front of me is not her!

I got the wrong person.

However, I know this woman.

She is the beauty in the red dress who met Ge Li in the parking lot yesterday.

Yesterday's dazzling beauty in a red dress has now transformed into a casual tourist.

The loose white shirt is tied with a beautiful bow around the waist, and is paired with tight black cropped pants. The simple and cheap combination fully highlights his devilishly concave and convex figure.

The exotic mixed-race facial features that turn all living beings upside down are breathtakingly beautiful even under the dim street lights.

A quick glance back revealed that the mixed-race beauty had not noticed my presence, and was walking straight ahead while holding a delicate mobile phone.

The tight and delicate body twists and turns like a catwoman wandering in the dark night, exuding the most deadly temptation!

After walking and stopping all the way, the mixed-race beauty stood in front of a stall and squatted down.

Such a coincidence?

The stall in front of the mixed-race beauty was under the sycamore tree that I had been guarding for two days.

The street vendor opposite looked like he was from the coast. He was dark, thin and short, and spoke a vague local dialect of southern Fujian.

The one-meter-square stalls display pearls, corals, lacquer thread carvings, turtle shells, conches, and Pien Tze Huang with old packaging.

These are all specialties of Zhongzuo.

Although the things are not fake, most of them are inferior goods.

Soon, the mixed-race beauty picked up a bottle and started talking to the vendor.

"Don't worry, Mi Nu, my goods are 100% authentic. These are all natural sea pearls. The pearls from our Zhongzuo Institute are the best."

"Buy with confidence, you'll get ten for every fake one."

The mixed-race beauty was noncommittal, turned to pick up another bottle, and continued talking.

"This is real treasure island coral. Ox blood red grade, better than the Aka coral in the foot basin."

"You can try it if you like, you're welcome."

Good-looking women are the object of special care wherever they go.

No matter how picky the mixed-race beauty was, the vendors patiently explained it to her. However, her eyes could not leave the whole body of the mixed-race beauty for a second, and her throat kept moving.

Today's mixed-race beauty is a completely different person from yesterday's passionate woman, cool and unattainable.

Occasionally, she would smile, wink at the vendor, and coo, which would make the vendor fascinated.

It is precisely this expression that can stimulate a man's desire for protection and conquest tenfold.

"What's this?"

Suddenly, the mixed-race beauty pointed at a ball and asked.

The bead is milky white, four centimeters in diameter, and is as round as a billiard ball. The surface is smooth and the cortex is fine, like white marble, and it is 70% or 80% similar to agate.

Up close, it looks like chalcedony.

"This is a good thing, Mi Nu. Let me tell you, my father fished this out of the sea."

"The richest man in our Zhongzuo firm, Chen Jiafu, gave me 300,000 yuan, but I didn't even sell him."

The vendor stretched his neck to get closer to the mixed-race beauty, wrapped his right hand around his mouth and lowered his voice: "This is... Hailongzhu.

"Sea Dragon Pearl? You lied to me. There is no dragon."

The vendor pretended to be mysterious and told the mixed-race beauty in a low voice.

This sea dragon bead is a bead in the body of a spotted soft-shell turtle. It came from more than a thousand years ago and was fished out from an ancient shipwreck.

The mixed-race beauty was extremely interested in this sea dragon pearl. She looked closely at it and asked, "Ancient shipwreck?"

The vendor looked around and gestured mysteriously: "Do you know about Nanhai No. 1? This sea dragon pearl was fished out from inside."

"The treasures inside Nanhai No. 1 are worth billions."

The discovery of Nanhai No. 1, an ancient shipwreck from the Song Dynasty, was postponed to 1987, when it was accidentally discovered in the Chuanshan Islands by the Guangdong Provincial Salvage Bureau and the Shitstick Marine Exploration Company.

Two years later, the Footbath Underwater Archeology Institute and Shi Bo, the predecessor of the National Museum, conducted the first scientific investigation of Nanhai No. 1.

This day is designated as the first anniversary of underwater archeology in China.

In the years when China's national strength was in its early stages of development, various scientific expeditions were carried out jointly with foreign countries. One was to learn from experience, and the other was to make use of each other's advanced equipment.

At that time, there was nothing we could do about it.

When the preliminary investigation results of Nanhai No. 1 came out, the eyes of the people in the foot basin turned green. They proposed to sponsor a million dollars of archeology with Shenzhou.

They only need to borrow some of the salvaged items for exhibition for as many years as they want.

When the proposal came out, many archaeological masters in the country voted in favor.

But it was ultimately rejected.

In the words of a certain big shot at the time, he would rather do business with a ghost than deal with his son.

Those who fell behind would be beaten, those who lacked technology would suffer, and were extremely poor at the time. Throughout the 1990s, Nanhai No. 1 was sealed at the bottom of the sea and was almost forgotten.

But Chinese archaeologists dare not forget it for a day.

After the new millennium, the people of Hong Kong Island raised more than one million, and Nanhai No. 1, which had been lying dormant for thousands of years, finally heard the call from future generations.

In the following years, the underwater archaeological team conducted dozens of scientific expeditions on Nanhai No. 1 and retrieved thousands of Song Dynasty foreign trade cultural relics.


Chapter completed!