The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
Chen Hai believed that everyone else had questions like this. The middle-aged man asked everyone to hand over their mobile phones. No one refused. They all followed the middle-aged man from the back door of the yard through a narrower alley. There was a bus. The car was parked at the entrance of the alley waiting for everyone.
A square tripod of this size is considered to be a pocket-sized among the bronzes unearthed in China. The tripod is surrounded by a slender and lifelike blue dragon. The four claws are the four legs of the tripod. The dragon's head and tail are raised high. As the two tripod ears of the square tripod, it can be held.
Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this field. Otherwise, with the difference in net worth between him and Fatty Gu by an order of magnitude, it would not have been possible for Fatty Gu to draw him over to participate in this secret transaction.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .
What's even more strange is that the blue dragon carved on the body of the tripod looks like a living creature, and Chen Hai feels an inexplicable feeling of mental oppression from being stared at.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
A square tripod of this size is considered to be a pocket-sized among the bronzes unearthed in China. The tripod is surrounded by a slender and lifelike blue dragon. The four claws are the four legs of the tripod. The dragon's head and tail are raised high. As the two tripod ears of the square tripod, it can be held.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
Chen Hai shook his head, unable to say anything.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
If the other party really wants to set up a trap, they will work hard to avoid showing such tricks.
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
The light in the room was extremely dim, and there was no light source hitting the Eight Immortals table. Standing at the door, Chen Hai was surprisingly able to see the details on the black square tripod clearly.
If the other party really wants to set up a trap, they will work hard to avoid showing such tricks.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
Not only were the blue dragons and green scales engraved on the cauldron clearly visible, but Chen Hai could also clearly see the thousands of small inscriptions and ancient seals on the cauldron.
Chen Hai believed that everyone else had questions like this. The middle-aged man asked everyone to hand over their mobile phones. No one refused. They all followed the middle-aged man from the back door of the yard through a narrower alley. There was a bus. The car was parked at the entrance of the alley waiting for everyone.
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
Not only were the blue dragons and green scales engraved on the cauldron clearly visible, but Chen Hai could also clearly see the thousands of small inscriptions and ancient seals on the cauldron.
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
If the other party really wants to set up a trap, they will work hard to avoid showing such tricks.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
What's even more strange is that the blue dragon carved on the body of the tripod looks like a living creature, and Chen Hai feels an inexplicable feeling of mental oppression from being stared at.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
"It doesn't look like paint..." Someone walked up to the Eight Immortals table and stared at the small Fang Ding in confusion. However, he did not suspect that it was fake. He carefully reached out and touched the ears of the dragon head cauldron, took a breath, and said in surprise. , "So hot..."
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .
If the other party really wants to set up a trap, they will work hard to avoid showing such tricks.
The light in the room was extremely dim, and there was no light source hitting the Eight Immortals table. Standing at the door, Chen Hai was surprisingly able to see the details on the black square tripod clearly.
The light in the room was extremely dim, and there was no light source hitting the Eight Immortals table. Standing at the door, Chen Hai was surprisingly able to see the details on the black square tripod clearly.
The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
After being covered in dust for thousands of years, what kind of paint can be exposed to light without weathering, and still stay bright and shiny like new
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
It wasn't very painful. Chen Hai stood up awkwardly while stroking Hei Ding. Through the front window of the car, he saw a young boy in front of him, who was so scared that he was almost hit by the bus. The driver yelled at him.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
If the other party really wants to set up a trap, they will work hard to avoid showing such tricks.
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
And even in modern times, the earth does not have the ability to cast such large metal components as a whole!
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
Chen Hai was startled, thinking he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was nothing in the black cauldron, and even the nosebleeds he dripped were completely gone.
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, Chen Hai also reached out and touched the cauldron. Part of the cauldron was as cold as ice, but the ferocious blue dragon carved around the cauldron was as hot as a burning charcoal fire. Chen Hai wanted to scream, but when he pulled his hand back violently, he didn't feel any burn at all.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
It can be seen that the other party has thought very carefully about this transaction. It is more like a professional tomb robbing gang than a construction team that accidentally discovered Shang and Zhou tombs on the construction site.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
What a hell.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
It can be seen that the other party has thought very carefully about this transaction. It is more like a professional tomb robbing gang than a construction team that accidentally discovered Shang and Zhou tombs on the construction site.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
Not only were the blue dragons and green scales engraved on the cauldron clearly visible, but Chen Hai could also clearly see the thousands of small inscriptions and ancient seals on the cauldron.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
What kind of bronze is it that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years without any rust
Not only were the blue dragons and green scales engraved on the cauldron clearly visible, but Chen Hai could also clearly see the thousands of small inscriptions and ancient seals on the cauldron.
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
Chen Hai looked closely at the carved red head of a blue dragon with green scales. The color was very bright, but it was not painted with paint, but more like it was directly cast with some radioactive non-ferrous metal.
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
A square tripod of this size is considered to be a pocket-sized among the bronzes unearthed in China. The tripod is surrounded by a slender and lifelike blue dragon. The four claws are the four legs of the tripod. The dragon's head and tail are raised high. As the two tripod ears of the square tripod, it can be held.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
Fatty Gu, who was always cautious and unobtrusive, did not suspect that the cauldron was fake.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
What a hell.
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
It can be seen that the other party has thought very carefully about this transaction. It is more like a professional tomb robbing gang than a construction team that accidentally discovered Shang and Zhou tombs on the construction site.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
Chen Hai's subconscious movements caught the middle-aged man's attention, and he was obviously aware of Chen Hai's carefulness. Probably because of the mutual sympathy among people of the same profession, he, who has always been taciturn, came over to explain a little to Chen Hai.
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
Seeing other people's confusion, Chen Hai smiled awkwardly, knowing that no one else had thought about it, and looked at Hei Ding seriously. He couldn't tell what kind of metal was wrapped around the cauldron body to cast the blue dragon, but it was integrated with the cauldron body. There was no trace of splicing. Apart from anything else, the level of craftsmanship was astonishing.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, Chen Hai also reached out and touched the cauldron. Part of the cauldron was as cold as ice, but the ferocious blue dragon carved around the cauldron was as hot as a burning charcoal fire. Chen Hai wanted to scream, but when he pulled his hand back violently, he didn't feel any burn at all.
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
Seeing other people's confusion, Chen Hai smiled awkwardly, knowing that no one else had thought about it, and looked at Hei Ding seriously. He couldn't tell what kind of metal was wrapped around the cauldron body to cast the blue dragon, but it was integrated with the cauldron body. There was no trace of splicing. Apart from anything else, the level of craftsmanship was astonishing.
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
Fatty Gu, who was always cautious and unobtrusive, did not suspect that the cauldron was fake.
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
Although Chen Hai didn't know if other people had the same strange feeling of being stared at by Canglong like him, but looking at the focused look of others, one thing was certain. Others had dispelled their doubts at this time and no longer thought that this tripod was the opponent. A fake product created by a fake person.
How could a piece of metal that was cast as a whole have regular lines at the incisions, like ancient seal scripts
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Otherwise, everyone would have walked out long ago when they saw the newly unearthed small tripod that was as bright as new and without any rust.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
Although Chen Hai didn't know if other people had the same strange feeling of being stared at by Canglong like him, but looking at the focused look of others, one thing was certain. Others had dispelled their doubts at this time and no longer thought that this tripod was the opponent. A fake product created by a fake person.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
Although Chen Hai didn't know if other people had the same strange feeling of being stared at by Canglong like him, but looking at the focused look of others, one thing was certain. Others had dispelled their doubts at this time and no longer thought that this tripod was the opponent. A fake product created by a fake person.
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
Chen Hai was sitting in the middle seat in the back row, facing the black cauldron in the aisle, and the ferocious dragon-headed cauldron's ears were also facing him. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by a carved black dragon, as if the black cauldron was staring at him. The blue dragon carved on the tripod has a soul.
What kind of bronze is it that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years without any rust
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
It can be seen that the other party has thought very carefully about this transaction. It is more like a professional tomb robbing gang than a construction team that accidentally discovered Shang and Zhou tombs on the construction site.
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
"It doesn't look like paint..." Someone walked up to the Eight Immortals table and stared at the small Fang Ding in confusion. However, he did not suspect that it was fake. He carefully reached out and touched the ears of the dragon head cauldron, took a breath, and said in surprise. , "So hot..."
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
Fatty Gu, who was always cautious and unobtrusive, did not suspect that the cauldron was fake.
After being covered in dust for thousands of years, what kind of paint can be exposed to light without weathering, and still stay bright and shiny like new
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
"It doesn't look like paint..." Someone walked up to the Eight Immortals table and stared at the small Fang Ding in confusion. However, he did not suspect that it was fake. He carefully reached out and touched the ears of the dragon head cauldron, took a breath, and said in surprise. , "So hot..."
Chen Hai shook his head, unable to say anything.
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
What's even more strange is that the blue dragon carved on the body of the tripod looks like a living creature, and Chen Hai feels an inexplicable feeling of mental oppression from being stared at.
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
Chen Hai looked closely at the carved red head of a blue dragon with green scales. The color was very bright, but it was not painted with paint, but more like it was directly cast with some radioactive non-ferrous metal.
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
Seeing other people's confusion, Chen Hai smiled awkwardly, knowing that no one else had thought about it, and looked at Hei Ding seriously. He couldn't tell what kind of metal was wrapped around the cauldron body to cast the blue dragon, but it was integrated with the cauldron body. There was no trace of splicing. Apart from anything else, the level of craftsmanship was astonishing.
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
Chen Hai's subconscious movements caught the middle-aged man's attention, and he was obviously aware of Chen Hai's carefulness. Probably because of the mutual sympathy among people of the same profession, he, who has always been taciturn, came over to explain a little to Chen Hai.
It wasn't very painful. Chen Hai stood up awkwardly while stroking Hei Ding. Through the front window of the car, he saw a young boy in front of him, who was so scared that he was almost hit by the bus. The driver yelled at him.
Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this field. Otherwise, with the difference in net worth between him and Fatty Gu by an order of magnitude, it would not have been possible for Fatty Gu to draw him over to participate in this secret transaction.
It can be seen that the other party has thought very carefully about this transaction. It is more like a professional tomb robbing gang than a construction team that accidentally discovered Shang and Zhou tombs on the construction site.
The light in the room was extremely dim, and there was no light source hitting the Eight Immortals table. Standing at the door, Chen Hai was surprisingly able to see the details on the black square tripod clearly.
Chen Hai looked closely at the carved red head of a blue dragon with green scales. The color was very bright, but it was not painted with paint, but more like it was directly cast with some radioactive non-ferrous metal.
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
Although Chen Hai didn't know if other people had the same strange feeling of being stared at by Canglong like him, but looking at the focused look of others, one thing was certain. Others had dispelled their doubts at this time and no longer thought that this tripod was the opponent. A fake product created by a fake person.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, Chen Hai also reached out and touched the cauldron. Part of the cauldron was as cold as ice, but the ferocious blue dragon carved around the cauldron was as hot as a burning charcoal fire. Chen Hai wanted to scream, but when he pulled his hand back violently, he didn't feel any burn at all.
A square tripod of this size is considered to be a pocket-sized among the bronzes unearthed in China. The tripod is surrounded by a slender and lifelike blue dragon. The four claws are the four legs of the tripod. The dragon's head and tail are raised high. As the two tripod ears of the square tripod, it can be held.
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
Chen Hai was startled, thinking he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was nothing in the black cauldron, and even the nosebleeds he dripped were completely gone.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
Not only were the blue dragons and green scales engraved on the cauldron clearly visible, but Chen Hai could also clearly see the thousands of small inscriptions and ancient seals on the cauldron.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
Chen Hai was sitting in the middle seat in the back row, facing the black cauldron in the aisle, and the ferocious dragon-headed cauldron's ears were also facing him. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by a carved black dragon, as if the black cauldron was staring at him. The blue dragon carved on the tripod has a soul.
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
Chen Hai looked closely at the carved red head of a blue dragon with green scales. The color was very bright, but it was not painted with paint, but more like it was directly cast with some radioactive non-ferrous metal.
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
The middle-aged man took out another jade ring. He said it was a ring, mainly because of its shape, but in terms of size, it looked more like a jade bracelet. Who's fingers would be as thick as a wrist.
What's even more strange is that the blue dragon carved on the body of the tripod looks like a living creature, and Chen Hai feels an inexplicable feeling of mental oppression from being stared at.
How could a piece of metal that was cast as a whole have regular lines at the incisions, like ancient seal scripts
What kind of bronze is it that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years without any rust
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
"The tomb is buried and cannot be visited, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" Su Qian asked.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
"The tomb is buried and cannot be visited, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" Su Qian asked.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
Chen Hai was sitting in the middle seat in the back row, facing the black cauldron in the aisle, and the ferocious dragon-headed cauldron's ears were also facing him. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by a carved black dragon, as if the black cauldron was staring at him. The blue dragon carved on the tripod has a soul.
It can be inferred from the remains of the giant reliefs attached to the remaining walls that these two remaining walls are only a small part of the entire giant palace. It is difficult to imagine how majestic the complete giant palace would be.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
"The tomb is buried and cannot be visited, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" Su Qian asked.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
Everyone has seen some photos before, but only one is a photo of the scene. The shooting angle is not good, and nothing can be seen from the collapsed mud pit in the photo of the scene.
Everyone has seen some photos before, but only one is a photo of the scene. The shooting angle is not good, and nothing can be seen from the collapsed mud pit in the photo of the scene.
Chen Hai was startled, thinking he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was nothing in the black cauldron, and even the nosebleeds he dripped were completely gone.
What a hell.
And even in modern times, the earth does not have the ability to cast such large metal components as a whole!
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
"This has… "
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, Chen Hai also reached out and touched the cauldron. Part of the cauldron was as cold as ice, but the ferocious blue dragon carved around the cauldron was as hot as a burning charcoal fire. Chen Hai wanted to scream, but when he pulled his hand back violently, he didn't feel any burn at all.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
The light in the room was extremely dim, and there was no light source hitting the Eight Immortals table. Standing at the door, Chen Hai was surprisingly able to see the details on the black square tripod clearly.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
The middle-aged man took out a domestic mobile phone and pulled out more than a dozen photos of the scene, which could almost put together a panoramic view of the scene for everyone to take turns to look at.
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the main room, followed by everyone else.
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .
Chen Hai was sitting in the middle seat in the back row, facing the black cauldron in the aisle, and the ferocious dragon-headed cauldron's ears were also facing him. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by a carved black dragon, as if the black cauldron was staring at him. The blue dragon carved on the tripod has a soul.
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
What's even more strange is that the blue dragon carved on the body of the tripod looks like a living creature, and Chen Hai feels an inexplicable feeling of mental oppression from being stared at.
Everyone has seen some photos before, but only one is a photo of the scene. The shooting angle is not good, and nothing can be seen from the collapsed mud pit in the photo of the scene.
Chen Hai was sitting in the middle seat in the back row, facing the black cauldron in the aisle, and the ferocious dragon-headed cauldron's ears were also facing him. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by a carved black dragon, as if the black cauldron was staring at him. The blue dragon carved on the tripod has a soul.
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
After being covered in dust for thousands of years, what kind of paint can be exposed to light without weathering, and still stay bright and shiny like new
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
Pushing open the door, there is a four-legged black square tripod on the Eight Immortals table against the wall in the center of the hall, about one foot high.
It can be inferred from the remains of the giant reliefs attached to the remaining walls that these two remaining walls are only a small part of the entire giant palace. It is difficult to imagine how majestic the complete giant palace would be.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this field. Otherwise, with the difference in net worth between him and Fatty Gu by an order of magnitude, it would not have been possible for Fatty Gu to draw him over to participate in this secret transaction.
Fatty Gu, who was always cautious and unobtrusive, did not suspect that the cauldron was fake.
What's even more strange is that the blue dragon carved on the body of the tripod looks like a living creature, and Chen Hai feels an inexplicable feeling of mental oppression from being stared at.
How could a piece of metal that was cast as a whole have regular lines at the incisions, like ancient seal scripts
Everyone has seen some photos before, but only one is a photo of the scene. The shooting angle is not good, and nothing can be seen from the collapsed mud pit in the photo of the scene.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
Otherwise, everyone would have walked out long ago when they saw the newly unearthed small tripod that was as bright as new and without any rust.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, Chen Hai also reached out and touched the cauldron. Part of the cauldron was as cold as ice, but the ferocious blue dragon carved around the cauldron was as hot as a burning charcoal fire. Chen Hai wanted to scream, but when he pulled his hand back violently, he didn't feel any burn at all.
Not only were the blue dragons and green scales engraved on the cauldron clearly visible, but Chen Hai could also clearly see the thousands of small inscriptions and ancient seals on the cauldron.
It wasn't very painful. Chen Hai stood up awkwardly while stroking Hei Ding. Through the front window of the car, he saw a young boy in front of him, who was so scared that he was almost hit by the bus. The driver yelled at him.
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, Chen Hai also reached out and touched the cauldron. Part of the cauldron was as cold as ice, but the ferocious blue dragon carved around the cauldron was as hot as a burning charcoal fire. Chen Hai wanted to scream, but when he pulled his hand back violently, he didn't feel any burn at all.
And even in modern times, the earth does not have the ability to cast such large metal components as a whole!
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
Chen Hai believed that everyone else had questions like this. The middle-aged man asked everyone to hand over their mobile phones. No one refused. They all followed the middle-aged man from the back door of the yard through a narrower alley. There was a bus. The car was parked at the entrance of the alley waiting for everyone.
"Can you tell when this tripod is from?" Fatty Gu asked Chen Hai in a low voice.
Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate and studied archeology as a graduate student at Northeastern University. He mainly studied bronzes from the Pre-Qin period and was very familiar with inscriptions from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what kind of thing was there during the Shang and Zhou dynasties or in an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties that could cut a metal remnant wall more than ten meters long so neatly
In fact, during the different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in the inscriptions and shapes of the bronzes. Later generations mainly used these differences in style to infer the age of the bronzes.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
Chen Hai looked closely at the carved red head of a blue dragon with green scales. The color was very bright, but it was not painted with paint, but more like it was directly cast with some radioactive non-ferrous metal.
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
It can be seen that the other party has thought very carefully about this transaction. It is more like a professional tomb robbing gang than a construction team that accidentally discovered Shang and Zhou tombs on the construction site.
"This has… "
Although Chen Hai didn't know if other people had the same strange feeling of being stared at by Canglong like him, but looking at the focused look of others, one thing was certain. Others had dispelled their doubts at this time and no longer thought that this tripod was the opponent. A fake product created by a fake person.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
A square tripod of this size is considered to be a pocket-sized among the bronzes unearthed in China. The tripod is surrounded by a slender and lifelike blue dragon. The four claws are the four legs of the tripod. The dragon's head and tail are raised high. As the two tripod ears of the square tripod, it can be held.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
"The tomb is buried and cannot be visited, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" Su Qian asked.
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this field. Otherwise, with the difference in net worth between him and Fatty Gu by an order of magnitude, it would not have been possible for Fatty Gu to draw him over to participate in this secret transaction.
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
What kind of bronze is it that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years without any rust
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
Chen Hai was sitting in the middle seat in the back row, facing the black cauldron in the aisle, and the ferocious dragon-headed cauldron's ears were also facing him. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by a carved black dragon, as if the black cauldron was staring at him. The blue dragon carved on the tripod has a soul.
Chen Hai believed that everyone else had questions like this. The middle-aged man asked everyone to hand over their mobile phones. No one refused. They all followed the middle-aged man from the back door of the yard through a narrower alley. There was a bus. The car was parked at the entrance of the alley waiting for everyone.
There is no rust on the body of the tripod. It has blue dragons, green scales and a red head. The color is still very bright. It definitely does not look like it was just excavated from that ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere.
At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene. Others also had this intention, and they all stared at the middle-aged man.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
Chen Hai's subconscious movements caught the middle-aged man's attention, and he was obviously aware of Chen Hai's carefulness. Probably because of the mutual sympathy among people of the same profession, he, who has always been taciturn, came over to explain a little to Chen Hai.
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
At this time, a strange scene appeared. The pool of nosebleed he dripped into the black cauldron was slowly seeping into the cauldron wall, and a faint light emitted from the cauldron wall, interweaving a square-inch three-dimensional image in the center of the black cauldron. , like a scroll of mountains and rivers, mountains, rivers, sea of clouds, the engraved black dragon seems to come to life, condensed into a shadow flying ferociously in the sea of clouds...
It wasn't very painful. Chen Hai stood up awkwardly while stroking Hei Ding. Through the front window of the car, he saw a young boy in front of him, who was so scared that he was almost hit by the bus. The driver yelled at him.
"It doesn't look like paint..." Someone walked up to the Eight Immortals table and stared at the small Fang Ding in confusion. However, he did not suspect that it was fake. He carefully reached out and touched the ears of the dragon head cauldron, took a breath, and said in surprise. , "So hot..."
It is by no means an ordinary noble tomb from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The scene in the photo is more like a huge palace, or a corner of a huge palace, with only two remaining black walls at right angles buried deep underground in a certain mountain range.
The middle-aged man took out a domestic mobile phone and pulled out more than a dozen photos of the scene, which could almost put together a panoramic view of the scene for everyone to take turns to look at.
It wasn't very painful. Chen Hai stood up awkwardly while stroking Hei Ding. Through the front window of the car, he saw a young boy in front of him, who was so scared that he was almost hit by the bus. The driver yelled at him.
What a hell.
Su Qian handed over a tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a stream of heat flowing out of his nose, and a pool of nosebleeds had already dripped into the black cauldron.
It can be inferred from the remains of the giant reliefs attached to the remaining walls that these two remaining walls are only a small part of the entire giant palace. It is difficult to imagine how majestic the complete giant palace would be.
Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robbing gang or a construction team.
Fatty Gu, who was always cautious and unobtrusive, did not suspect that the cauldron was fake.
Everyone has seen some photos before, but only one is a photo of the scene. The shooting angle is not good, and nothing can be seen from the collapsed mud pit in the photo of the scene.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
"This has… "
Chen Hai shook his head, unable to say anything.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
The black cauldron was also moved onto the bus. The black cauldron looked about a foot tall and the walls were not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy. The middle-aged man and his three muscular young companions put down the black cauldron. Sweating.
"The tomb is buried and cannot be visited, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" Su Qian asked.
At this time, a strange scene appeared. The pool of nosebleed he dripped into the black cauldron was slowly seeping into the cauldron wall, and a faint light emitted from the cauldron wall, interweaving a square-inch three-dimensional image in the center of the black cauldron. , like a scroll of mountains and rivers, mountains, rivers, sea of clouds, the engraved black dragon seems to come to life, condensed into a shadow flying ferociously in the sea of clouds...
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this field. Otherwise, with the difference in net worth between him and Fatty Gu by an order of magnitude, it would not have been possible for Fatty Gu to draw him over to participate in this secret transaction.
"The tomb is buried and cannot be visited, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" Su Qian asked.
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the almost car accident. Chen Hai took the tissue and covered his nose. He looked inside the black cauldron and tried to wipe away the nosebleed with another tissue.
Chen Hai was startled, thinking he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was nothing in the black cauldron, and even the nosebleeds he dripped were completely gone.
"We have tested it with metal flaw detection equipment at our construction site, and there is no radioactivity..."
Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but as an antique dealer, Chen Hai will not care about this.
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
He didn't even recognize the thousands of ancient inscriptions and seals surrounding the tripod. However, every inscription and ancient seal as small as a fly's head was so vivid and vivid, and seemed to contain strange power.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
I really saw a ghost, this black cauldron can actually suck blood, Chen Hai's hair stood on end!
Fatty Gu, who was always cautious and unobtrusive, did not suspect that the cauldron was fake.
Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this field. Otherwise, with the difference in net worth between him and Fatty Gu by an order of magnitude, it would not have been possible for Fatty Gu to draw him over to participate in this secret transaction.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
The two remnant walls seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. They reflected the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone. The entire remnant wall was actually made of some kind of black metal. It can be inferred from the excavator in the photo that each wall was made of some kind of black metal. The remaining wall is at least 17 or 18 meters high.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
Chen Hai stood next to Su Qian and saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdraw. He seemed to determine the time and location of the photos from other photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos on the phone.
Chen Hai was startled, thinking he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was nothing in the black cauldron, and even the nosebleeds he dripped were completely gone.
Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose. A large piece of it was already stained red by the nosebleed. He was sure that it was not all an illusion, but what the hell was that picture of intertwined and condensed light in the black cauldron
What kind of bronze is it that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years without any rust
What kind of bronze is it that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years without any rust
Chen Hai walked around to the front of the black tripod, and felt like being stared at by the eyes of a black dragon. It was very uncomfortable, as if this ferocious black dragon was a living thing, it was really a ghost.
As for this black square tripod, Chen Hai was very unfamiliar with it, whether it had a dragon head and a tail with tripod ears, a dragon claw with four legs, or an ancient seal with an inscription. There is no similar one among the Zhou bronzes.
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows in the back half were covered with a layer of light-shielding film to block everyone's view and prevent them from seeing where the bus was going.
As the bus left the city, the road became bumpy. It suddenly braked. Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding in trance, was thrown out of his seat unprepared and hit Hei Ding.
Among the dozen or so people present, although no one is as serious and well-educated in archeology as Chen Hai, they are all semi-experts in this circle. Even if the other party wants to set up a trap, they should put a lot of effort into making old things. , Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod looked like this when it was unearthed.
Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai had broken his nose. Seeing how embarrassed he was, they all laughed.
But compared to the black tripod, the dusty and somewhat incomplete jade ring seemed ordinary, but more like an old item that had been gathering dust underground for thousands of years.
Su Qian looked over in confusion, but saw that there was nothing in the black cauldron. She glanced at Chen Hai in confusion, wondering why he looked like he had seen a ghost.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled and subconsciously hid back: Radioactive metal is not a fun thing!
The remaining wall looks unremarkable, and even a small corner of the relief is difficult to discern, but the incisions are extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange but apparently regular lines, like countless ancient seal characters connected together. .