Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Chapter 72 Ru Ci
Ling Mei observed Fancijiao and said hesitantly, "The hole is too small for people to get in."

Jin Yuanbao shouted: "No matter what you touch, move it all to the space!"

Leaving Xianyun Mountain lacks spiritual power, so Lingmei has no way to directly transfer what she sees into the space, and can only use it as an ordinary space.

Ling Mei tried her best to reach into the cave, and the tentacles were cool and smooth. She was secretly excited: If she can find some porcelain from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, it would be really developed!
It's a pity that all she touched with her fingertips were fragments.

But Jin Yuanbao began to yell: "What a strong spiritual power, it is indeed a treasure that has been tempered by a master craftsman and tempered by fire, and has absorbed a thousand years of goblins in the ground! I feel that I have swelled, and my spiritual power is recovering Already, the spiritual power of the space is increasing—"

Gradually, Jin Yuanbao lost his voice.The space began to vibrate rumblingly.

Lingmei secretly thought that the news of the porcelain kiln opening would soon spread throughout the village like sea cucumbers.Maybe there will be archaeological experts to come to research.I have to leave something for them to avoid suspicion.

While he was busy, Ziming's voice sounded behind him.

"Dad, uncle, look, Lingmei is right there!"

Zhiqiang Zhiyuan, Ling Hui and grandma all rushed over.

Zhiqiang and Zixia both work in the porcelain field.When I saw the cave dwellings on the hillside, I was stunned: Isn’t this a cave dwelling for firing porcelain?How could it be built here?
The father and son came up with an idea at the same time: Did the typhoon blow out an ancient porcelain kiln?If there are a few pieces of porcelain left in it, it will become an antique cultural relic!The family is going to make a fortune!

The hearts of Zhiqiang and his son are hot, and Lingmei is indeed a rich boy.This can make her come across!But the brothers settled the accounts clearly, and they must take the big head in a while.

Even Zhiyuan saw some tricks: "Brother, this looks like a porcelain kiln."

Zhiqiang's blood was throbbing all over his body, he desperately shoveled away the mud and rocks on the ground, and shouted, "Lingmei, don't touch and break the things in the kiln!"

Lingmei felt that if the uncle knew that it was full of broken porcelain, he would probably go mad.

Luo's mother looked at Lingmei and thought in her heart: Mazu bless you!The Luo family might not be lucky.She pushed Gui Xiang: "What are you doing in a daze? Get Ling Mei out quickly!"

What else can Guixiang and Linghui do?Just swing the shovel.

Half an hour later, everyone laid a few big stones on the ground, and Zhiqiang and his son rushed to the entrance of the porcelain kiln first.The person was about to drill in, Lingmei said anxiously: "Be careful of landslides."

Zhiqiang didn't care too much, so he reached out and touched inside.

"Dad, be gentle!" Zixia couldn't help yelling anxiously, "What if I break something inside?"

Zhiqiang's hand stopped in mid-air and trembled, and he took it back: "Zi Xia, it's up to you to touch."

Zixia took a breath, and carefully, as if stroking the soft skin of a girl, took out pieces of broken porcelain.

Gui Xiang whispered incredulously: "Why did you discover the ancient porcelain kiln again? Could it be that she is really the reincarnation of the God of Wealth to our house?"

Ling Hui glanced at his mother: "They are all fragments. How much are they worth?"

Gui Xiang breathed a sigh of relief: That's true.Broken china is worthless.

Zhiqiang and his son worked hard for a long time, and all they took out were broken porcelain, and the smiles on their faces gradually sank.

Zixia said discouragedly: "Dad, this is a waste porcelain pit."

Zhiqiang's eyes widened: "You look for it, look for it—"

"Dad." Zixia withdrew his hands in despair and persuaded him. "The old kiln here has been dug up long ago. This one can stay, probably because of the waste stored in it."

If there are defective products in a furnace of porcelain, all of them will be destroyed on the spot, and they will never be allowed to wander in the market and disrupt the market.It is estimated that this ancient kiln was a waste kiln at that time, specially used to bury waste porcelain.

The Luo family was disappointed.

Luo Mu tremblingly asked: "Is there really no complete good thing?"

Zixia clicked his tongue: "Grandma, you are also from Ciyao Street. Don't you know the rules?"

Luo Mu just sighed.Zhiqiang's joy was in vain, and the anger in his heart was so hot that there was nowhere to go. He stared at Lingmei fiercely, searching her body back and forth like a robber.But summer clothes are light and thin, so it is impossible for Lingmei to hide any porcelain on her body.Zhiqiang was so disappointed that he sat down on the ground and pulled his hair in pain.

Where is the money!

At this time, some people in the village had already seen the porcelain kiln, and they were jealous and wanted to find it, but the Luo family didn't stop them, they just said it was a waste kiln.After a while, a dozen or so villagers gathered. They touched for a long time and only found some broken porcelain. They lost interest immediately and walked away without a trace.

Luo's mother comforted the depressed Zhiqiang and the irritable Zixia: "How can we make good things happen to us in this world?"

From an ancient porcelain kiln to a waste porcelain kiln, the psychological gap between Zhiqiang and his son is too great, and it is inevitable that it will be difficult to calm down for a while.

Zixia supported his father weakly: "Dad, let's go back."

Ling Mei hurriedly said, "Don't leave yet. We were the first to find this place, and the village chief must have brought people over here. If we find anything, our family has to leave a name."

After hearing this, Luo Mu felt reasonable.Looking up, I saw the village chief and the director of the porcelain factory.

She hurriedly asked her children to pretend to be guarding the porcelain kiln, and greeted her with a smile, "Village Chief, Factory Manager Shen. You are finally here."

The village chief nodded at her: "Yo, I really found an ancient porcelain kiln! Are you guarding the porcelain kiln?"

"That must be guarded." Luo Mu smiled, "You and Director Shen didn't come. We dare not act rashly."

Factory Manager Shen was very happy and praised her: "Zhiqiang's family has a high level of awareness." Then he asked, "How did you find it?"

Luo's mother explained: "My granddaughter went out to play in the morning and was trapped by the landslide here. When we arrived, we found a porcelain kiln on the hillside."

Director Shen's excitement along the way has faded a lot in the "waste porcelain kiln" passed by the villagers.He checked the size and regulation of the Fanci kiln, and the last hope was lost.

Picking up a piece of porcelain and putting it under the sun for a closer look, his eyes glowed with surprise again: "Ru porcelain, these are all Ru porcelain!"

Where the clouds break and the sky is blue, Ru porcelain appears in the world.

The village chief was surprised: "Our village has fired Ru porcelain before? That is a precious thing that can only be fired by official kilns!"

Director Shen squatted on the ground, excited: "Yes. Ru porcelain is expensive and extremely difficult, but there are also folk kilns that occasionally fire it. But there is no record of Ru porcelain in our porcelain history. Look at the color again. , and the ice flakes here! It is undoubtedly Ruci."

Although it has been broken into pieces, the beauty of Ru porcelain can still be seen from it: it is as warm and moist as jade, and its brilliance is restrained.

Factory Manager Shen made up countless stories in his brain for a while, and picked the most likely one, saying: "Maybe some wealthy businessman paid a lot of money to hire someone to burn it, but something happened to him later, and all of them were destroyed."

Hope appeared in Zhiqiang's eyes again, and he asked tremblingly, "Director Shen, are these tiles still valuable?"

(End of this chapter)