What's this?

I poured out a piece, placed it on the table and picked it up with chopsticks, and looked at the light bulb carefully.

This thing is a rectangle, with a white color and a little yellow color, which looks very similar to the Wangwang Snow Cake I ate when I was a child. It is not the current one. The earliest Wangwang Snow Cake is a rectangle.

I smelled close to my nose, and it was colorless and smellless.

I took out the lighter and burned it, but it couldn't be burned.

Huh...

Suddenly, the more I looked, the more I looked.

I see!

This is a fucking ancient ashes!

I threw it away, and I quickly wiped my hands with a wet towel.

That's right, that's it!

All the TV series are filmed randomly. The ashes in the past are not powdered. When they are burned, a large piece will be left. Then they are knocked open with a hammer. The main ingredient is calcium phosphate, which is not easy to degrade. If it is well released, it will not rot for many years.

I hurriedly beat the other jars to death, all of which were filled with blocky ashes. They were very old and numerous, so I don’t know how many people belonged to them.

Because it was burned into pieces, it was impossible to tell whether the original owner was a man or a woman.

I poured it out, squatted on the ground and smoked, staring at the pile of ashes in a daze.

"call...."

He cursed inwardly and scratched his head hard.

The jar is very weighty. Before I opened it, I was very happy. I was like gambling stones and thought there was gold in the jar.

There is a fart, all of them are filled with old ashes.

I have heard of someone taking this thing, but they don’t know it and have no way. In the past, most ancient times were forbidden to cremation. I heard that this primitive blocked old ashes were hundreds of times per pound, but they didn’t know what they did after taking it away.

Some say what medicine to refine, and some say what to use for making the Dharma.

I don’t know how many people’s ashes. I have to sleep in the house at night. I feel uncomfortable, so I put a few sacks on it and threw them all away.

If you want to make money, your only hope now is the ten large white jars on the ground in front of you, white porcelain carved jars from the Song Dynasty.

This is definitely not a soul bottle. The soul bottle is all small, and a small house and all kinds of villains will be carved on the lid.

Some people can't tell me a trick.

Anyone who sees a large bottle with stair patterns engraved on it is basically a soul item for the dead to bury with them. They dare not put it blindly at home, and some may still live there.

After turning over, I saw that the bottom of these large white jars were exposed, and a layer of glass-white protective glaze was painted. I could also see three sesame dots left by the sauerkan.

After watching carefully, my heartbeat suddenly started to accelerate.

Are these jars... Ding kiln white porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty?

I have never seen such a big one. I have seen some small pieces in Baiding Kiln, and plates are rare.

If it is the large pot of Ding Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty, you will make a fortune!

If not, it might be a Gongxian kiln or a shaped kiln. I have ten of them, so I can definitely sell them for a sum of money.

I was not sure about it, so I found the phone that was not plugged in the card and took a photo, and then took the phone straight to the Internet cafe.

"Brother Xiaoqiang, haven't you been asleep yet?"

As soon as I entered the house, I saw the boss Xiaoqiang posting World of Warcraft propaganda newspaper on the wall.

"Brother, do you have time? Help me help me."

I stepped on the stool and helped him press it.

Xiaoqiang stuck it with glue, patted the poster hard and said with a smile: "What are you sleeping in! Today your sister-in-law is back to her parents' home, I'm going to have fun until dawn!"

The Internet cafe is doing well. Two new machines were added the day before yesterday. Now there are eight machines. Because his wife is not at home tonight, Xiaoqiang called several buddies to come and set up tables in the yard to drink.

"Good brother! The five leaders... Liuliu!..."

They were drinking in the yard, and I went to the house to surf the Internet.

The house was filled with smoke, like a fairyland.

No matter day and night, every time I come, I can see the brother who shoots CSS. He shoots him and shakes his head.

I pulled the chair away and sat down next to him, pressing the power-on button.

Five minutes later, the screen lit up.

Lose my QQ number.

"Ahem..."

Xiaoxuan sent me a few messages. Her avatar was gray, but I made an appointment to chat tonight last time. Maybe some minor matters were delayed, so I decided to wait for a while.

"The teeth are thick."

"Oh shit!

"Can you play? Pig teammates!"

"Back behind the box! The person is behind the box! Why are you going to the vents for the fucking vents? Throwing the grenade!"

The guy was holding a cigarette in his mouth and patting his mouse hard. The clothes that were ashes fell off were covered with. He shouted and looked very angry.

"Brother Qiang!"

"Brother Qiang! Get me a bottle of beer! It's cold!"

Xiaoqiang was drinking in the yard, and he heard him shouting, "I'm not available! Go and get it from the freezer!"

He cursed and pushed the chair away and stood up. After two minutes, he put the beer on the table with a bang.

"Gudong!Gudong!"

"Comfortable...."

Half a bottle of dryness in one bite, the brother burped.

I swallowed and got up and went to the yard to get a bottle of cold beer.

"Brother, I've seen you several times. Why don't you play anything and just hang up a QQ?"

I leaned against the chair, drank cold beer and said, "No."

"You won't play CS?"

I said I felt dizzy after watching it for a while and the gun was shaking.

"Then what will you play?"

I said I would be violent motorcycles.

He smiled and said, "Then let's connect to the Internet and pk? Just violent motorcycles."

Xiaoxuan’s avatar is still gray, and it’s boring to sit down. I said let’s have fun.

The violent motorcycle is simple to operate, with four directional keys up, down, left and right, and the space bar is added to kick people. I realized that this guy couldn't sit right when playing. The motorcycle was walking on the highway and avoiding the car. His upper body also swayed around. The motorcycle turned to the right and he pressed it on me.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I have something to do."

Seeing that Xiaoxuan QQ was launched, I hurriedly quit the game.

The ignorant girl sent me a smile first and said, "Have you waited for a long time?"

"Have you eaten?" I asked.

"I've eaten, the master lives not far away, my sister calls me."

To be safe, we don’t call each other’s name when we chat. I call Batou the master and Xiaoxuan the younger sister.

Xiaoxuan sent a text saying: "Master is in the hotel, it will take 20 minutes to walk over. Wait a minute, I will hang up the phone first and go and call you."

"Okay." I typed.

"What are you looking at?"

I found that the headswinger kept looking at my screen.

"It's okay, it depends on which sister you are chatting with."

Suddenly, I forgot a very serious problem.

How to send photos of jars on your mobile phone to QQ?

I dare not plug in the phone card, nor can I send MMS messages.

I asked for help from my head-shifting brother who was drinking beer on the side and asked him how he did it.

He looked at my phone and said, "Your mobile phone is advanced and has a memory card. You can unplug the internal card and install it on the card reader. Just get it on the computer."

I said I don’t have a card reader, so please make up for me.

"OK."

"Brother Qiang! Get me the card reader!"

Xiaoqiang shouted: "Fuck the ball, you! Take it yourself, in the drawer."

After fiddling for more than ten minutes, the brother shook his head and prepared it for me. He asked what this thing. I said it was a jar for pickled pickles I bought for my family. I sent it to ask if it was the right size.
Chapter completed!