The female supporting role who was deprived of the koi luck in the chronicle

Chapter 140 It's All Good Things
Uncle Liao whispered: "He did. He said he was going to Hong Kong City. I don't know if he went or not. There has been no news for seven or eight years."

He looked up at the sky, "I was brought up by my senior brother. Senior brother is both a father and an elder brother to me."

"I just hope that I can meet my brother again one day in my life."

Uncle Liao said with tears in his eyes.

After chatting for a while, Susie looked at her watch, "It's almost time."

Uncle Liao stood up, "Come on, let's go down."

The six sons walked in the front with flashlights, Su Qian walked in the middle, and Uncle Liao walked in the back.

There is a thick layer of dust on the steps going down. I don't know how long the stone slab has not been lifted.

There are only a dozen or so steps in the ladder, and it will reach the bottom soon.

The light came from above, and it wasn't very dark below. Susie looked around. This was a square cellar, about ten square meters in size, not the kind of underground building she had imagined.

In the cellar, there were some porcelain, bronze wares, mahogany swords, gossip plates, tokens, and a large wooden box randomly piled up in the cellar.

Susie curiously picked up the gossip plate and looked at it. The all-copper gossip plate was very heavy in her hand.

Liu Zi picked up a sword on the ground and pulled it away suddenly, only to see a cold light flash.

Uncle Liao took the gossip tray in Susie's hand and touched it, "It is said that this was passed down from the patriarch."

"Back then, a villager at the foot of the mountain heard that someone was going to copy the Taoist temple, so he rushed to report to us."

"Senior brother and I transferred some important things here."

"After those people came, they started smashing the statue of Sanqing in the Taoist temple, as well as the statue of my patriarch. My brother and I stopped them from smashing it, but we were beaten up, and finally the Taoist temple was also set on fire by them."

Uncle Liao sighed infinitely when talking about the past, "If the villager hadn't reported this, these things would not have been kept."

Uncle Liao said: "We Taoist priests use these magical instruments, and it's useless for you to take them. You can take whatever you like about those porcelains, and take whatever you want."

Susie saw a blue-and-white porcelain vase less than one foot long, and she asked curiously, "There are also vases in Taoist temples? What are these used for?"

Uncle Liao smiled, "Of course, we also use melons, fruits and flowers to worship Sanqing and our patriarch."

"This vase is still a pair."

Sure enough, Susie saw that there was another bottle of similar size, but the patterns of the two bottles were different.

She went over to pick up the vase and looked at it. The blue and white plum vase with intertwined branches and lotus patterns looked very delicate. Susie casually turned it over and looked at the bottom.

Seeing this, she was almost stunned. There were six blue characters on the bottom of the vase, made in the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty.

Susie was very casual when she just took it, but when she saw these words, she suddenly lost her composure, and quickly put down the vase, fearing that she would accidentally break it.

She never expected that the vases in an unknown Taoist temple were actually porcelain from official kilns.

However, according to what Uncle Liao said, his patriarch had served the emperor, so looking at it this way, it was normal.

Susie was soon attracted by another object, and she reached out to take it again to wipe off the dust, only to see that the white porcelain was as smooth as jade, and the wall of the fetus was very thin.

Susie decided it was a good thing as soon as she got started.

She carefully turned it over, and sure enough, she saw a circle of small characters on the bottom of the cup, Ming Dynasty Chenghua Year System.

Uncle Liao said casually from the side: "I heard from my master that these porcelains were all used by the patriarch when he was in the palace, and some were bestowed by the emperor."

At that time, he and his senior brother also thought that since it was something used by the ancestor master, it would be a pity to be smashed, so they took all these things in.

Susie couldn't calm down anymore, "Is it really up to me to choose these porcelains?"

Although she didn't look at all of them, she could imagine that most of the porcelains here were official kiln porcelains of Ming Dynasty, and all of them were of high value.

Uncle Liao nodded, "It's up to you, as long as it doesn't exceed half, take whatever you want."

He explained: "This Taoist temple was passed on to me and my senior brother. Counting the contents inside, my senior brother and I should be half of each other."

"Now that my senior brother is not here, it doesn't matter if you take the half that is mine."

He felt that the inheritance of the Taoist temple does not lie in these things outside the body, but what he taught the six sons and the books passed down are the real inheritance.

Susie laughed, "Uncle Liao, if each of these things are worth a lot in the future, are you still willing to give them to me?"

Liao Shuyun waved his hand lightly, "There is nothing to be reluctant about."

"If these things are in your hands, they will be worth a lot of money one day in the future, that's your own luck."

"I don't think these things look good, nor do I think they are valuable. Since I gave them away, it can only show that I have no fate with them."

Su Qian was also convinced, "Uncle Liao, you can really think about it."

Uncle Liao chuckled, "Your Uncle Liao has been educated since elementary school, can't you understand such a little thing?"

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

Su Qian saw that Liu Zi looked like a child and was still flipping through various things curiously. She whispered to Uncle Liao, "Uncle Liao, I really won't lie to you. Although these things are worthless now, the world will know them one day to its value."

She pointed to the sweet white-glazed wine cup she had just put down, "It's probably worth millions for just such a thing."

Uncle Liao was a little surprised, "One million? What kind of money is that?"

Susie smiled, "It's the money we use, but at that time, gold will not cost two yuan a gram, at least it will cost 200 yuan a gram."

Uncle Liao laughed, "Will gold still cost 200 yuan per gram?"

"That is to say, don't sell the gold in our hands."

He waved his hand, "We can't control the future, let it be millions and millions, I still say the same thing, just take what you like, don't think so much."

He looked at Susie, "Don't be embarrassed to take these things just because you think they will be valuable in the future, they are worthless now."

"You just care if you like it or not."

Su Qian thought about it, if she didn't take one, it would be a waste of time, and Uncle Liao would definitely not agree.

She looked at all the porcelain, including Ming blue and white vases, jars, and some offering dishes, most of which were made in the Jiajing period.

Su Qian searched the poor historical knowledge in her mind, and it seems that Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty was a very god-worshipping person, and he practiced alchemy all the year round in pursuit of immortality.

Uncle Liao's patriarch should have served Emperor Jiajing back then.

There are also two Xuande stoves here, and there are some calligraphy and painting books in the box. Susie didn't dare to open them. These things were all yellow, and she was worried that they would break if opened.

Lime was sprinkled on the side of the box, which should be moisture-proof.

(End of this chapter)