Wen Yiming nodded, there was no way, there were all kinds of birds in the forest. After walking around, they didn't notice it. Everyone returned to the car and searched for the Yixian Mountain next to them.

"Puyi heard that his ancestors' tombs were stolen again, so he used the island army to protect the ancestral tombs and began to investigate tomb robbers. The group of people were very nervous. After hearing the news, they fled Yi County one after another. Only Li Jiguang was reluctant to leave home."

"That guy is a single dog. Because he was poor and did not marry a wife, he suddenly made a fortune after robbing the tomb. He often went to restaurants to drink. Once, he got drunk and a large amount of foreign money appeared in his waist. After it was heard by the investigators, he was quickly arrested. Although he was brave, he could not withstand torture and confessed everything. He was shot to death soon. He was punished with evil."

"The others were even more afraid and fled in scattered places. The mastermind E Shichen and Guan Youren also went their separate ways. The net of heaven was vast and unlimited, and E Shichen could not escape death. It was all his fault for his carelessness. At that time, he didn't know that he had been confessed by Li Jiguang, so he wanted to run back to Yixian to get the treasure. As a result, he was caught before he could get in the car, but the treasure disappeared."

"Guan Youren is the most cunning. He knew that something was wrong, so he hid the treasure and ran away with only a small amount of gold. He went straight to Guandong. Later, he never returned to his hometown. He probably died in a foreign land and the whereabouts of the treasure were unknown."

After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The baby didn't fall into the hands of the island people. They went up the mountain and started to hunt for treasures. I don't know if it was because of Jinbao or Wen Yiming's luck, or simply because the baby had a spirit, and he used his hand to see the light of the sky again.

"Here, dig!"

Black tiger and a few people started digging treasures without saying a word. They came down several times and became more and more tacit. This was a barren mountain and wilderness, and birds could not shit. No wonder Guan Youren was relieved to bury the treasure here.

"What a shit!"

Opening the small treasure chest, Wen Yiming frowned, looked at the sparse gold bars of ingots, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's so shabby. If I had known that there was only such a little garbage, why did I have to do it?"

But no matter how he said that, he still squatted down and started to sort out the spoils. Suddenly, he took out the small brocade box from the corner and slowly opened it. He laughed and said, "It's satisfying, Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, another 300 million!"

Everyone hurriedly surrounded him and saw a slight mouth less than ten centimeters in diameter lying on the outer wall of the bowl. After the blue and white lines were thinly drawn out the outline of the pattern, the outer wall was divided into two groups with Peony Lake stone and Orchid Lake stone. A group of roosters were in front, guarding with their heads raised, and the hens were looking down behind to find food. The three-child chickens were surrounded by them, spreading their mouths and spreading their wings, as if cheering for mothers to find food.

Another group of two, three young and two groups, the hen flaps his wings and lowers his head, and is struggling to fight with his prey. The chicken stands in front to cheer for the mother and makes full preparations to join the battle formation at any time. Perhaps the hen flaps his wings and fights, alarming the rooster who is guarding in front. Looking back, the love is self-evident.

The other two chicks were playing under the flowers, enjoying themselves, with vivid images, full of interest and vividness.

"Can such a small cup worth 300 million?"

Wen Yiming couldn't put it down and played with the chicken jar cup. Looking at the incredible expression of the black phoenix, he smiled and said, "Zhu Ming is not far away from here, and he still saw it when Xuan Cheng became a elegant utensil. The cold and beautiful genius is called Zhen, and the chicken jar is the crown. The peony sun is beautiful and the spring breeze is harmonious, and the rooster is gorgeous. The golden tail is hidden from the head, and the anger is as if he listens to Jia Chang's call."

"This is a poem made by Qianlong for this small cup. Emperor Chenghua was keen on calligraphy and painting. Once, he admired the "Child Hen Picture" by the Song Dynasty. When he saw the warm scene of the hen carrying a few chicks for food, he was very touched. He wrote a seven-character poem on this painting to express the hen's care for the chicks. There are two purposes for painting chickens: one is that the first year of Chenghua is the Year of the Rooster; the other is that the chicken and the auspicious auspicious one is homophonic."

"Shenzong's fashion food, there was a pair of Chenghua Colored Chicken Cowls in front of the imperial court, which was worth 100,000 yuan. Later, there were records: Chengyao wine glasses, each pair of them reached the top of the silver and 100 gold. It was a treasure at that time, let alone now?"

Wen Yiming stood up and placed the chicken cup under the sun. The sunlight shone like jade through the milky white glaze surface, turning slowly, and the chicken seemed to be alive, extremely magical.

"On April 8, 2014, Mei Yintang collected the Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup Sotheby's Spring Auction, and was sold for HK$280 million, setting a new world auction record for porcelain. The buyer was Liu Yiqian."

"The Forbidden City, the British Museum, and the Metropolitan Museum of Art all have the Chenghua Chicken Groove Cup. There is one in the Palace Museum in Beijing, and I have seen it but the appearance is not very good. There are four in the hands of a private collector, two of which are on Hong Kong Island and one in the island country. In the end, Liu Yiqian bought it for 300 million yuan."

After saying that, Wen Yiming remembered the photos circulating on the Internet at that time. Liu Yiqian was drinking tea with a chicken cup and drinking tea with 300 million cups. He was absolutely pretending!

Everyone suddenly realized that this time it was worth it, so they put away other things and packed them back home. Although the chicken jar cup could not be auctioned and entered the museum to collect, they were happy to hear Yiming, and each person rewarded 100,000 yuan, and everyone was very happy.

It is not entirely true that things are precious. To be cherished, there are only two Chenghua Sanqiu Cups, but they are definitely much less than chicken jar cups. But if you really want to shoot, it’s not certain who will win.

This is the reason for its fame. There are few people who know Sanqiu Cup, which is not as famous as the chicken jar cup. For example, Tianzi Can, is basically a lonely product, but who would buy a thing that no one knows at a sky-high price?

Since I met Liu Yiqian, I am definitely an investor. The outside world claims that he only buys expensive ones, not the right ones! Nonsense, people are not stupid. Is it just for fun if I spend hundreds of millions of real money?

Wang Jiansen's artistic cultivation is much higher than his. He practices calligraphy and calligraphy and painting for no reason, and is also considered a person who knows what he knows about. Hoarding collections is not only for hobbies, but also for maintaining value and appreciation, so why not do it?

So Wen Yiming is more willing to deal with Wang Jiansen. Although he doesn't like ordinary antiques, he is also a cultural masterpiece after all. I hope someone can truly love it and pass it on at least to let future generations understand this history.

Ma Weidu said: There are countless treasures in the world, and no one can collect them all, so the highest level of collection is four words, which is a passing look!

Even if you have it after a glance, it is a rare fate!

Rather than saying that people are collecting antiques, it is better to say that antiques are collecting people. Life is just a few decades, and antiques have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years. Who is collecting whom?

During this period of time, Wen Yiming's mentality became more and more calm and calm. He was used to the national treasures and heavy weapons, and he was already numb. He entered the museum and built one if he couldn't hold it. As long as he could stay in the country and pass it on.

Others who find new owners through auctions can be considered worthy of this fate. As for the future, I can't care so much.

Especially the treasures of the troubled times are all treasures lost in the war for a hundred years. Whether it is a foreign invader or a traitor, they are not good things. Since you are destined to be able to retrieve each item, it is considered one item.

Isn’t people living just for eight words: do their best and be ashamed of your heart?

Wen Yiming suddenly had a clear mind and thoughts, as if he had realized something, his whole body was relaxed, and even his blood and energy were a little lighter. He went downstairs and saw Xiaoxue playing with two puppies, shouting, joining in, and having a happy mood.

"Master, look at the sir..."

Heihu approached Liu Datong, looked at the other party's satisfied expression, and said respectfully: "You see the moves you taught yesterday, we don't understand a little, why don't you..."

"Hmph, that's so stupid!"

Liu Datong snorted lightly, seemingly dissatisfied, but couldn't hide his smile and said, "Let's go and have a look!"

When I came to the backyard, I saw the people practicing seriously, and felt a little happy: I didn’t expect that I would be a master and pretend to be a master.
Chapter completed!