It is a poem, Tao Yuanming's Return to the Countryside.
The blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty and the poetry of the Eastern Jin Dynasty are very impressive even if the craftsmanship is terrible.
Not to mention, this set of blue and white porcelain is extremely lifelike and delicate.
This is the most valuable thing I dug out this afternoon!
She carefully placed Guiyuan Tianju on the table and liked it more and more the more she looked at it!
"Brother Song, Brother Zongtang, what are you looking at?" Liu Jin asked in a low voice.
Song Yi didn't even raise his head, and said as he dug the hole, "Baby."
Liu Jin was puzzled: "Aren't all those things on the ground treasures?"
Why are you holding such a messy thing?
Huang Lin and Ma Can immediately laughed at you: "You haven't been with Brother Zongtang for long enough!"
Liu Jin: Why do you make it seem like he is so ignorant?
At night, Huang Lin, Ma Can and Liu Jin stayed behind.
There are so many things in this room that it is difficult to describe them in numbers. Someone needs to be watching over it.
Except Fang Zongtang, no one else can feel at ease!
When she returned, she ate something and started watching Gui Yuan Tian Ju.
There is no sign of breakage on the blue and white chicken. How can it be repaired?
Where to put it?
In ancient times, chickens always ran around the yard. Would they stay obediently in the chicken coop?
As her hand, which was holding the blue and white chicken, reached near the chicken coop, she felt something wrong under her hand.
There is suction.
She weighed the pad again and found that it was indeed a little heavier than ordinary blue and white porcelain.
If it weren't for the suction, she would have almost not noticed it.
As we got closer to the fence, the suction became stronger.
As he let go, the Blue and White Chicken was sucked to the ground and didn't move.
This ornament is amazing.
It is actually made of magnetic clay and magnet.
"Atang, it's eleven o'clock, time to rest." Song Yi reminded him after making the quilt.
Fang Zongtang turned his head and looked at him: "You go out."
Song Yi paused: "Atang~"
Fang Zongtang looked at Guiyuantianju with a firm tone.
"go out."
Song Yi let go of the corner of the quilt in his hand and walked out in silence.
I went to Lao Xing Tang in the morning and thanks to the money spent on advertising, business was good.
Many people came with broken porcelain pieces and debris to sell. Liang Han, Ma Can, Ma Kaiping and Luo Song all came to help today.
They won't be here all the time, so we need to find two shopkeepers who can look after things.
After she watched for the whole morning and found no problems, she let go in the afternoon and took Liu Jin to Duobao Street.
Passing by several shops, everyone was talking about Lao Xing Tang. Some wanted to sell the broken parts, while others wanted to have them repaired.
As we walked, we arrived at the proprietress who was selling sailboats.
"Big sister, what a coincidence, we meet again!"
The proprietress looked at her strangely and made a gesture to chase her away.
Listen to others' advice and eat your fill.
Without saying a word, she was about to turn around and leave when she heard someone calling from behind.
"Stop, I'm talking about you!"
The victim who bought the sailboat yesterday rushed to Fang Zongtang and stopped her.
"I'm talking about you. Are you deaf? Didn't you hear it?"
Fang Zongtang looked at the person in front of him coldly: "Are you calling me? I thought it was a puppy barking from nowhere."
The young woman immediately became anxious: "Who are you calling a dog?"
Fang Zongtang: "Whoever responds is the one who should be mentioned!"
The young woman was so angry that she immediately yelled, "Do you know who I am? I am an investor from the United States. If you mess with me, you will never have a good life again!"
She glanced up and down at the young woman and said coldly: "If you go back 30 years, you would have been beaten to death if you dared to talk like that!"