Song Yi came back with three brocade boxes containing jewelry. She picked a larger one, put the slingshot and three marbles together, and placed them on the top shelf.

Song Yi, Zhang Xingzu and Chen Zhen all knew very well that something that Fang Zongtang could treat with such caution must be something extraordinary.

Fang Zongtang went on to say: "Not only is he young, he could also be a young general."

Chen Zhen: "That defense map?"

She nodded: "Is that thing something that ordinary people can have?"

Zhang Xingzu was a little unconvinced: "Isn't he too young? I'm not saying he's young to fight, I'm saying he's a young general?"

She understood what Zhang Xingzu meant and took over the conversation.

"There's an old saying in ancient times, that fathers and sons fight together in battle. The father is a general, and the son follows him into battle, and is called a junior general. There's a bit of inheritance in it."

Zhang Xingzu understood.

Chen Zhen had been thinking about a question for the past two days, and now it was just the right time to solve it.

"Brother Zongtang, why does Xiaoliyuan have porcelain that came out with the same batch?" He later used his connections to ask the seller, who said that they were all brought out from the same pit.

The problem is that the Western Han Dynasty was not that developed and could not produce porcelain?

She thought of an explanation that seemed reasonable, but incredible to outsiders.

"I heard from my great-grandfather that the capital of the Western Han Dynasty was the ancient capital of 13 dynasties. It was a very small place. The ancients were very particular about feng shui. The predecessors occupied all the good places. The descendants can't avoid them and put themselves in a corner, right?"

Zhang Xingzu laughed foolishly as if he was listening to a joke.

Chen Zhen listened attentively.

Song Yi was also very curious.

Fang Zongtang: "So there are two very strange forms. One is to occupy the magpie's nest, that is, I borrow your house's foundation, and then I repair the house and expand it a little, and the house becomes my own. The other is more unethical. I crush your house and

Poof! ~

Zhang Xingzu couldn't help it.

Such a serious matter should be told in a funny way by Zongtang. It is so impressive!

She glanced at Zhang Xingzu unhappily and continued, "The tomb robbers are not stupid. They would steal from several houses at once. If they dug, they must have dug from both houses. One is from the Tang Dynasty and the other is from the Western Han Dynasty. They must have come out of the same pit."

This explanation was very reasonable. After hearing it, the three of them were silent.

Her second step was to deal with the light bottles.

Use the ring on her hand to try out the color first.

Ebony color brush up.

Zhang Xingzu and Chen Zhen calmed their minds and concentrated on solving the bottle puzzle.

If you want to prevent the color from fading, the process is a bit complicated.

She lowered her head and when she looked up again, it was completely dark.

"It's eight o'clock. Do you want to eat something first?" Song Yi asked hurriedly when he saw her straighten up.

She stretched herself and said, "Did time pass so quickly?"

Song Yi nodded softly.

Zhang Xingzu had already put together more than half of the bottle, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of stars.

"I can't take it anymore, I need to rest for a while!" Keeping my head down all the time, even an iron neck can't bear it.

Chen Zhen was faster than Zhang Xingzu. After he finished the last piece, he breathed a sigh of relief and spoke.

“I have this spelled out.”

She walked over and looked at them one by one.

"Big Fatty, you didn't put this bottle together well. The joints are not neat. Take it apart and put it together again."

"Chen Zhen's is quite neat, and the resin is wiped cleanly. It's up to standard."

Zhang Xingzu and Chen Zhen, one with a gloomy face, and the other with a smile on his face.