Chapter 33: Gourd Bottle

Tuogu Township is located in the southeast of Zhaoxian County, only a dozen kilometers away. It is a typical northeastern rural area.

The air in the north is particularly refreshing in winter, and the earth is covered in white. At first glance, it seems as if it is covered with a layer of white clothing.

Wang Zhenxiong was very excited, probably because he hadn't been back for a long time. The closer he got to Tuogu Township, the chattier he became.

He told Tang Linjun that their Tuogu Township also has a history, which can be traced back to the Liao and Jin Dynasties. There are still old Tucheng sites from the Liao and Jin Dynasties outside their village, and some villagers often dig out some ancient pottery while farming.

Cans or rusty swords, etc.

He said that there was a famous battle here during the Liao and Jin Dynasties, in which the Jurchens defeated an army of 100,000 troops with a few thousand troops. In short, he regarded Tang Linjun as an investor and boasted about his hometown.

Of course, although this is a typical northeastern rural area, it is not backward at all. The national policies have improved, and the farmers have turned over and farmed for free every year. The state does not collect taxes, but instead gives farmers subsidies. A family of four can rely on

The annual income from farming is 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and it is normal for large households with a lot of land to earn more than 100,000 yuan a year.

Some farmers have bought cars and built houses made of bricks and large tiles. Even the toilets are built in the house like the people in the city. Computers, Internet, etc. are all available.

He also said that today's urbanites go to the countryside to work for farmers every year during the spring plowing season, so even though they live in rural areas, their daily lives are nourishing.

Anle Village is a village where the Wang Zhenxiong family has lived for generations.

Lao Wang's wife is very enthusiastic. His yard is very big, filled with yellow corn, two sheep, chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, etc.

Tang Linjun did not come empty-handed this time. When he left the county town, he found a supermarket and bought milk powder, fruits, drinks, etc., and filled the trunk of the car. He did not use Lao Wang to pay, but Lao Wang

Wang also felt that although Tang Linjun's purpose of coming this time was not pure, he was very righteous.

"Fen, go and call the eldest brother, the second son, and Chuandong. We will kill a pig today and let my brother taste the most authentic pig-killing dish in the Northeast." Wang Daxie was still in excitement, although his wife and

The women he deceived were completely incomparable, but when this guy got home, the first thing he did was help his wife carry water and firewood. It seemed that he had shed all his hypocrisy and tact the moment he got home.

, and became a rural person and farmer through and through.

Tang Linjun sat on the fire pit in the northeast and watched the Great Monster Wang going about his business and occasionally secretly telling a few jokes to his wife. He felt more and more that this Great Monster Wang was really a wonderful person!

He didn't see the look of disgust towards his married wife in the evil Wang's eyes, but there was only pain. The most direct pain for rural people, it hurts when I help you work!

"Huh? Is this dagger good?" Tang Linjun, who was sitting at the head of the hot pit, was just fine, but he looked around at the arrangement of Lao Wang's house. But when he saw a dagger hanging on the west wall, his eyes lit up.

stand up.

The dagger had no sheath and was just hung on the wall with a rope. It looked like a knife for peeling potatoes or fruits, but its shape and color were different from ordinary daggers. Its shape was somewhat similar to the spearhead of an ancient spear, and its color was also the same.

Black and blue color.

"What's wrong? Did you take a look at my knife?" At this moment, Wang Zhenxiong opened the door and walked in, and happened to see Tang Linjun sizing up the dagger.

"Bring it to me and take a look." Tang Linjun stretched out his hand to signal.

Lao Wang took off the dagger with a smile, handed it to Tang Linjun and said, "This is an antique. Guess what year it was from?"

"From the Liao and Jin Dynasties?" Tang Linjun had heard Lao Wang talking about the Liao and Jin Dynasties before, so he said casually.

"No, it's from the early Qing Dynasty. I checked the relevant information on the Internet. This is a Mongolian knife. It was dug out of the cellar when building a new house a few years ago. It was also rusty when it was dug out. After polishing it later, it turned out to be extremely sharp.

, and later used it to kill pigs and sheep.”

Tang Linjun touched the blade with his hand, looked at it twice and then nodded and said: "It's an antique. If you sell it to someone who likes to collect knives, you can get a good price." What kind of eyes does Tang Linjun have? Those are eyes that can see through.

So after looking at it several times, I immediately confirmed that the dagger was an antique.

The breath is different. The difference between old things and new things is the breath that comes from them. That kind of breath cannot be imitated.

Although he does not understand collection and is not an expert in treasure appraisal, his mutated eyes can distinguish the new from the old. Through his eyes, he can sense a mysterious accumulation of time, so he can conclude that it is an ancient object, but the specific

The date cannot be confirmed. After all, he is not a collector, nor is he a student of history.

"Hey, if you like it, take it. This knife is very fast." When Wang Zhenxiong saw Tang Linjun repeatedly playing with the dagger in his hand, he waved his hand generously, meaning you can take it if you want.

"What should I use it for? Not to kill people?" Tang Linjun smiled and returned the dagger to Lao Wang.

"You don't like knives? Do you like other things? There are some other antiques at home. They were all found while plowing in the fields, and some were dug out of the ruined city when I was a child."

Tang Linjun's eyes lit up: "Oh? Are there other antiquities? Let's take a look at them. Anyway, I have nothing to do and gain experience. Let's see what treasures there are in this treasure land of your old Wang family!"

"Okay, they're all in the 'Xiawu Warehouse'. I'll bring them to you, and you just sit down and look at them. You can take whatever you see in the picture, but there's nothing valuable about it. They're all broken!" Wang Zhenxiong really didn't think so.

Tang Linjun is an outsider. His wife has gone to find a pig butcher, and he will go out to help kill pigs soon, so Tang Linjun is alone in the house with nothing to do. Find him some junk to look at, which can also help him pass the time.

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After a while, Lao Wang picked up a sack from the room and took it out one by one.

A few broken pottery bowls, a few broken earthen pots, a few broken plates, a few broken locks, some bits and pieces of porcelain, rusty broadswords, etc., they were all really broken, just

None of them are complete, and at first glance, these East, West, and North are all ancient ones.

Wang Zhenxiong said as he took them out: "Isn't collecting fashionable these years? There are also some collectors from the county and province who have come to our village, and these things have been shown to them. They are worthless and they are too lazy to collect them.

, but the old Qin family, the head of the village, sold a treasure eight years ago for 50,000 yuan."

"It's a jade hairpin, also an object from the Qing Dynasty!"

Tang Linjun fiddled with the broken bowls and pots and said with a smile: "It seems that your village is really a treasure."

While the two were chatting, three people walked into the room. One was older, wearing a military cotton-padded jacket, and looked somewhat similar to Wang Zhenxiong. After entering the room, he nodded to the monster Wang and said:

"###I'm home."

This must be the evildoer Wang’s eldest brother.

Followed by two young men, when they saw the demon Wang, one called him uncle and the other called second uncle.

"Brother, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Tang from Datang Company in the city." Wang Zhenxiong took the initiative to introduce.

Tang Linjun went down into the pit, shook hands with this typical farmer brother, and called him Brother Wang.

"Mr. Tang, this is the 'second son' of my eldest brother's family, and this is my nephew 'Chuandong'."

"Hello, Mr. Tang, are you a collector of cultural relics? I also have some at home." This 'second son' was as tall as an ox, with a height of more than 1.90 meters, broad shoulders and a round waist. He stood in front of Tang Linjun,

They all caught up with the humanoid machines. After seeing the pit full of junk, he thought Tang Linjun was a dealer collecting cultural relics, so his eyes lit up.

Wang Zhenxiong glared at the second son: "Who collects cultural relics? Mr. Tang is a serious businessman. I am working in Mr. Tang Company now."

"Oh, haha." Erzi scratched his head and laughed, not knowing what to say.

Tang Linjun looked at the second son strangely. This young man was about twenty years old. He was completely different from his father. His father was thin and small, but he was half a body taller than his father, and his body could give him the same weight as his father.

It's packed in. And he's not that fat, but majestic, as majestic as a little giant.

There is nothing special about the other man named Chuandong. He is about 20 years old, over 1.70 meters tall, and has a smile.

"Old Wang, your nephew is really strong. Second son, are you still in school?" Tang Linjun raised his head and looked at his second son.

That's right, when he looked at the two sons, he had to raise his head slightly to speak. The two sons were really too tall, at least over 1.90 meters tall.

"What kind of school are you going to? I stopped studying in the first grade of junior high school. I'm stupid and got zero marks in the exam..." Erzi scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Well, this kid is a bit stupid, but he is very strong. He was very good at eating when he was a child. He almost made his eldest brother's family poor."

"Okay, Mr. Tang, you rest in the house while we go kill the pigs." Brother Wang is also an old farmer and is not as eloquent as Wang Zhenxiong, so he smiled apologetically at Tang Linjun and led him

Erzi, Chuandong and Wang Zhenxiong went out.

But when a few people walked out, Tang Linjun also discovered that Chuandong was lame, a little lame, a lame!

Soon, the pigs in the pigsty began to bark wildly, and there were several more women in the kitchen, some boiling water and some picking vegetables.

Tang Linjun didn't go out to help. Although he had killed pigs before, he was a guest when he came to Lao Wang's house. He would never agree to help Wang Zhenxiong, so he didn't say that.

After sitting back on the pit head again, Tang Linjun continued to fiddle with the pile of rags.

"Eh? What is this?" Just as Tang Linjun was looking through several broken jars, something suddenly fell out of one of the jars. It was a small gourd-shaped bottle, a bit like a quick-acting Jiuxin Pill bottle.

However, it is larger than the bottle of Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, about the same size as a cigarette box. At the same time, this bottle has no mouth, and the whole body is seamless. The outside is covered with a layer of paddles, which are very rough-fired iron paddles.

But when Tang Linjun picked up the gourd bottle, it was very heavy, a bit like an iron lump.
Chapter completed!