Lao Mian noticed me staring at him at the door, and he asked doubtfully: "Boss, did I do something wrong?"
"No...that's right."
I quickly calmed down the expression on my face, walked quickly into the room, and ordered: "Everyone, please be gentle when cleaning. Don't damage things."
I took out something from the big wooden box and said casually: "Old Mian, spray water on it twice. If there is mud, I will wipe it away."
"Good owner."
Lao Mian held a watering can and carefully sprayed water directly on the things in my hands.
I stared at the movements of his hands without blinking. When he pressed the watering can, I counted the numbers silently in my mind.
"Two, four, two..."
Lao Mian sprayed it three times in total, and then he asked, "Is it okay, boss?"
I said: "This thing is a bit muddy, let's give it a few shakes."
Lao Mian didn't think much and sprayed a few more times.
"Two, four, two..."
still the same.
At this moment, my face became very ugly, the hairs on my arms stood up, and a strong sense of danger lingered in my heart!
Lao Mian has a fixed number of times to use the watering can, and he sprayed it twice for the first time! It will stop for a second! Then spray four times for the second time and pause for two seconds! Finally, spray twice and pause for a second.
Two years ago, my boss told me something.
At that time, Baotou said casually: "In the early years, local archaeological team members basically learned from the same master. The watering cans they used to clean cultural relics all developed a fixed habit, usually two, four, two."
Lao Mian suddenly asked in a very concerned tone: "Master, are you too tired recently? I think your face looks a little ugly."
"Oh, I am indeed a little tired. You guys should be busy first while I go and take a rest."
I couldn't help but grab Xiaoxuan's hand and walked out.
"What's wrong, Yunfeng, is something wrong?" Xiaoxuan asked after coming out.
"Come with me now. Don't go back to get your luggage. We have to run and get out of here."
Xiaoxuan asked doubtfully: "The goods haven't been shipped out yet, and we haven't gotten our share of the money yet."
"No! Pay back? You're asking for money, maybe our lives will be lost!"
I have a strong feeling in my heart now!
Lao Mian is not an old tomb robber at all. He is probably an undercover agent sent in by the Cultural Relics Bureau or the Hebei Archaeological Team!
I used to wonder that such a big thing was spread on the road! Even the little guys like Fatty Hei have heard about it. There is no shortage of well-informed people in the Cultural Heritage Bureau. How could they not do anything at all? Not even a basic archaeological exploration was done here in the reservoir!
We may have been treated as fish, maybe this is a fishing bureau! From the official fishing bureau! Just like that time in Blackwater City! same!
After hearing what I said, Xiaoxuan's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly said: "Then we have to leave here quickly, go back to Xiangxi, and join the leader and the others!"
"Shh... speak down, you can drive, right?"
"Yes, but I'm not good at driving. I haven't got my driver's license yet." Xiaoxuan said.
I handed her the car keys and told her with a solemn expression, "Listen to me. You can drive to the main intersection and wait for me. If I haven't passed by in an hour, you can drive away by yourself."
Xiaoxuan said anxiously: "No! We have to go together! What do you want to do?"
I took a deep breath: "I also want to confirm at the end, if Lao Mian is really a white-faced person, we will be finished even if we run away! Don't forget, he has seen both of us!"
Xiaoxuan's eyes showed fierceness, and she gritted her teeth and said word by word: "I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go, or else I will..."
"Don't think about it, no! You hurry up and wait for me at the intersection!"
Under my urging, Xiaoxuan understood the seriousness of the matter, and she took the car keys and ran away quickly.
I silently prayed in my heart: "Masters of the Northern Sect, please protect me. I, Xiang Yunfeng, will never be able to do somersaults here this time."
I quickly ran through the various outcomes in my mind, took a deep breath to adjust my mood, and walked to the door of the room.
In the room, the insects were still singing happily, and A Yuan and Lao Baotai were also joking with each other. I shouted: "Lao Mian, come out and ask you something."
Lao Mian put down his things and followed me to a corner.
He wiped his hands with a towel and said with a smile: "Boss, the goods we received this time are really big, we can make a lot of money. I just cleaned a gilt copper Boshan stove from the Song Dynasty that imitated the Han Dynasty. This thing is common to ordinary people." If you can’t afford it, it must have been kept in the palace back then.”
After hearing this, I forced a smile on my face and asked, "So if this Boshan furnace is graded, can it reach the lower level?"
