The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

The road down is not easy. Almost all are covered by vegetation. It should have been a long time since no one came here. Even if there are, they are very few alternative backpackers.

Old Basilon said that he had been to the small lake, and he probably stood on the ridge and took a few glances.

Going down is very troublesome.

It took a long time for a group of people to go down the mountain and reach the lake: looking from the mountain just now, they walked around from the right to the nearest opposite side.

Guan Xingquan issued an instruction, "Li Panfeng and Jin Wenbo walk from the left, pay attention to whether there are traces of man-made buildings by the lake, and others walk around from the right."

Everyone nodded. In this case, Zhang Nan also listened to him.

There are almost no roads around the lake, but it is easy to walk. Anyway, everyone is in the best outdoor equipment and can handle it.

Because of the need to pay attention to the situation of the lakeside hillside, Zhang Nan, Guan Xingquan, Alyosha, Xia Milli, Karimi, Randy, Linman, Lin Ming and Zach are not fast.

The outlet of the lake is on the south side, a small stream, which flows south from the gap in the mountain range over there. A group of people stopped and walked all the way, and it took more than half an hour to reach the building area.

Li Panfeng and Jin Wenbo, which detour from the left, are slower, both of which are still 500 meters away.

There are three buildings, one large and two small, the larger one is a three-story building with reinforced concrete structure, and one of the two smaller buildings is a brick-timber structure mainly made of wood.

The larger one is only 30 meters away from the lake, the two-story reinforced concrete building is already on the side of the mountain, and the brick-wood structure is in the middle.

Boss Guan gestured everyone to put down their backpacks and let Xia Milli, Randy, Linman and Karimi go to explore the three-story building first, and the others rest temporarily.

More than half of the backing houses have collapsed, and some rusty steel structures can still be seen: you can confirm that there used to be a ropeway station without getting close, and it should have been blown up.

On the contrary, the brick-wood structure is well preserved. Boss Guan plans to see it later.

After a while, Li Panfeng arrived with two.

"Boss, I didn't find anything else when I walked along the lakeshore, but the easy road should be from the north."

Li Panfeng put it succinctly. If he didn't find it, he didn't, because he didn't even find a suspicious fork in the road.

Wait, if it's so easy to find something, it won't be Zhang Nan's turn to make a fortune.

Before Xia Milli and the others came out of the three-story building, Guan Xingquan simply let Jin Wenbo and Li Panfeng guard outside, and everyone else went in and took a look.

The windows are gone for a long time, and I should have experienced a fire earlier. After entering Zhang Nan, I felt that there should be nothing to discover here.

Sure enough, Xia Milli and the others had already checked the third floor, and apart from finding a small amount of trash left by backpackers, there was nothing else of value.

There should have been a Nazi logo on the wall of the hall on the first floor, but because of the fire and later being crossed again artificially, some traces were left.

After searching, even the possible basement did not exist, at least there was no possible entrance.

After burying a large artillery battle in the ground, I can save it by looking at it with an instrument. I hit the floor with a hammer to count the ball: It is too close to the lake surface, and the people in this basement estimate that they need to brainstorm.

But it was not completely unproductive, Zach was very happy, holding a dirty can, ran to the lake to clean it and then took it back.

A can, seeing him as happy as if he had picked up a treasure, Zhang Nan asked: "What baby?"

"The 12-ounce Coca-Cola cans produced between 60 and 63 years are rare now."

Take it from Zach and take a look: a little faded, with a white diamond pattern on a red background, and no familiar streamer pattern.

I feel that the weight is a bit special. Take a closer look...

"Stainless steel, kind of interesting."

Hearing the boss’s words, Zach said: “I have a cousin who likes to collect Coke bottles. This steel Coca-Cola can is very popular in the American collector’s market and is a good thing.”

Randy on one side heard it too, and asked, "How much is it worth?"

"At least hundreds of dollars each."

Well, everyone has money, but it's luck to pick one in an old house in West Germany. Collecting is not completely measured by money.

He handed back to Zach the cans that may have been littered by tourists decades ago. Zhang Nan has no love for Coca-Cola bottle collections, otherwise he would get a bunch of collections from Coca-Cola when he bought Columbia Pictures.

If you look at the brick-and-wood structure again, you can't find much when you look inside and out: there were still frequent activities here at least a few years ago.

Because a small amount of discarded furniture was found inside, there were also some old newspapers, magazines and a lot of domestic garbage in the 70s and 80s.

This house may be a hut with a refuge function for backpackers. There are even some graffiti on the wall. The latest record is 83 years.

There are traces of camping fires in this house. “Who said that backpackers here don’t litter, there are unqualified people all over the world.”

To the boss's words, everyone agreed.

It was just after nine o'clock in the morning, and I checked the neighborhood thoroughly. Except for the ropeway station, which was obviously destroyed by explosives, everything else was normal.

The large artillery battle buried in the ground was tested with the instrument on the back, and it did not find any larger underground space, and there were no tunnel openings or mines that were bombed nearby.

At this point, Zhang Nan looked at the top of the mountain on the east side, and said to Guan Xingquan: "It looks like I really want to climb the mountain."

It seems that there is not a pole that the ropeway should have. The Nazis may have bombed them all, making this ropeway completely useless for repair.

Guan Xingquan said: "If there are traces of bombing in the radar station, there is probably something wrong with it, and the things are of great value.

If the house is intact, it will take time and it will be troublesome. "

The ropeway has a small carrying capacity and cannot be a few hundred tons of materials; if the top of the mountain is no problem, then the woods around the lake must be carefully searched aside, which will be very troublesome in the forest area.

What's more troublesome is that if the Nazis really discarded their treasures here, if it was the most extreme and trouble-saving way, then it would be really a big trouble!

Throw it into the lake and catch it for nothing!

Zhang Nan didn't want to spend a lot of time scuba diving without knowing if, how many, and what it was.

I am not a vicious treasure hunter, I have money, so I can't do that.

And I hate any water that is deeper than my chest. Don't look down on this lake, there is no glacial lake that is not deep!

Climb!

Guan Xingquan gave instructions to everyone: "Clean up things and leave after 15 minutes of rest."

The altitude difference is more than 600 meters, and the straight-line distance seems to be more than 2 kilometers, but when everyone arrives at the top of the mountain, it is already past 12 noon.

Zhang Nan is tired and hungry, and feels like he can eat a cow!

The good news is that the radar station was blown up, and not just a small building, but several buildings up and down.