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"Harvest, there is definitely some."
Glancing at the workers renovating the front yard, Chen Zao led Jindeli into his bedroom, closing the door tightly and drawing the curtains.
Fat Jin felt his heart race at Chen Zao's demeanor. He turned on the light in the room, eager to see what treasure Chen Zao had found.
Chen Zao pulled out a round object wrapped in oilcloth from his backpack, resembling a human head. Jindeli's heart tightened as he asked, "What... Brother Zao, what is this?"
"Take a look for yourself." Chen Zao proudly unwrapped the oilcloth, revealing the Gilded Silver Pot.
Jindeli frowned slightly. "What is this thing? It's all black; it's not made of gold, is it?"
"This is worth much more than gold! This is a Silver Pot from the Tang Dynasty! Don't you remember when we visited the history museum? There was a national treasure Silver Pot inside that looked just like this one?"
"When did we go? I can't remember anything now. Is this really valuable? It looks so plain."
"Plain is exactly right! This is an artifact with over a thousand years of history! The surface has oxidized, which is why it looks black." Chen Zao pointed out proudly to Jindeli, "Look at these dark golden areas; they are gilded. This thing was exquisite during the Tang Dynasty. I think this Silver Pot is even bigger than the one in the history museum; it's definitely a priceless treasure!"
"Really?" Hearing it was priceless, Jindeli finally felt tempted. A greedy smile spread across his chubby face as he touched the Silver Pot and said, "This Silver Pot looks chubby; it resembles me, haha."
"Tang Dynasty people considered plumpness beautiful, so the shapes of artworks were very rounded and full, with ornate and rich decorations. This reflects the spiritual outlook of society at that time and people's attitudes towards life and aesthetics."
"Wow, Brother Zao, how do you know so much?" Jindeli looked at Chen Zao with newfound respect.
"Do you think all those books I've read were for nothing? This is all part of my harvest!"
"Brother Zao, you are amazing! But are you sure this thing is from the Tang Dynasty? There are so many fakes on the market now. This looks just like the kind of bronze ware sold at street stalls. It can't be a replica, right?"
"Replica my foot! This is a genuine treasure I unearthed from a Tang Dynasty tomb. It's a palace item, worth much more than those silver pieces circulating among the common folk!"
Chen Zao deliberately let some information slip to Jindeli, who was startled by the revelation: "Brother Zao, what? A Tang tomb? Is there really a Tang tomb in Old Mountain?!"
"Keep your voice down!" Chen Zao quickly covered Jindeli's mouth and warned him, "This secret is between you and no one else."
Jindeli's eyes widened in surprise: "Is there really a tomb in Old Mountain?"
Chen Zao nodded, letting Jindeli believe that. This way, when he later unearthed treasures, he could explain it to Jindeli.
"Wow, are there any zongzi in the tomb? Is it dangerous? Did you get hurt in the tomb? And what about that black fish? Is it from the underground river in the tomb? Such a rare fish must not be an ordinary species, right?" Jindeli's imagination ran wild after hearing about the tomb, bombarding Chen Zao with questions like a machine gun.
"You don't need to pry into the specifics. Even if you do, I won't tell you. This matter is too confidential and too dangerous; I can handle it myself."
"Brother Zao, I know you're worried I'll hold you back. I won't pry, but can you just tell me one thing?"
"What do you want to know?"
"In the tomb, are there really zongzi?" Jindeli asked excitedly, "I see those tomb raiders always mentioning zongzi. Do they actually exist?"
Chen Zao casually made up an answer: "Of course there are! That's why I didn't want you all following me; it's too dangerous."
"Wow! There really are!"
The worldview of Jindeli was about to be overturned, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up!
Chen Zao continued, "If it weren't for Big Zongzi watching, I could have brought back even more treasures this time. But those Big Zongzi are too tough to handle; I almost died at their hands. I risked everything just to get this Silver Pot. Next time I go, I'll definitely give them a taste of their own medicine!"
Jindeli imagined the scene of Chen Zao battling the Big Zongzi in the tomb, his blood boiling as he took a swig of Medicinal Liquor, feeling the burn in his mouth. "Brother Zao, once I get stronger, I'll definitely join you in fighting the Zongzi! Damn, this is so thrilling! I have to drink more Medicinal Liquor to become as strong as you and not hold you back!"
Chen Zao didn't realize that Jindeli, this Fatty, had gained some confidence and was actually quite bold, not just putting on a brave front.
If he truly dared to risk his life, he might consider taking Jindeli to explore the apocalypse in the future. But for now, he decided to quell Jindeli's curiosity. "You Fatty, don't cause me any trouble. Just focus on healing your injuries."
Chen Zao wrapped the Silver Pot in oilcloth again. "I'll contact Dragon Lord shortly to see if he has the ability to take this thing. Once we sell it, we'll really have some wealth."
"Okay! I'll go with you!"
"You should just stay home and be steady. With your current state, it's too embarrassing for you to show your face after getting beaten like that."
Jindeli helplessly pointed at Chen Zao's arm. "But you got beaten too! I feel like your injuries are worse than mine."
"Damn it, I got hit by Zongzi; you were beaten by people. How can that be the same?"
"What's the difference? We both got beaten."
"Stop whining. If I tell you to stay home, then stay home. The shop is under renovation right now; if you're not here supervising, can they work properly?"
Jindeli reluctantly said, "Fine, the shop does need someone to keep an eye on it. I'll stay for now, but you have to tell me how much this Silver Pot sells for as soon as you find out!"
"I know, I won't keep you waiting, you greedy fat man."
"Hehe." Jindeli smiled, then suddenly thought of something, his expression turning serious as he said, "Brother Zao, there's one more thing I almost forgot to tell you. Besides the Min Family Clan, have you offended anyone else?"
"What do you mean?"
"People have been coming to our shop looking for you over the past few days. They looked like they came from the city, and there were a lot of them—way more than the Min Family Clan. They must be involved in some shady business. Did you get into trouble in Chang'an?"
"What trouble could I get into in Chang'an? I hardly know anyone there." Chen Zao asked, "Did they mention my name?"
"Yes, they were specifically looking for you."
"Did they leave a message?"
"No message left, but they will definitely find you."
"Damn, interesting. If they come again and I'm not around, give them my phone number and let them call me directly."
"They seem to have your number but can't get through. I heard them mention it once."
Before Jindeli could finish speaking, Chen Zao's phone suddenly rang: "Life is gone~~ the soul still remains~~ the soul gradually fades away~~ my song continues~~..."
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