Chapter 116: Unexpected Treasures. The National Museum was anxious and jealous.

The sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in the tomb.

"Lao Wang is really professional. Now he can identify treasures by listening to their sounds!"

"If I had one tenth of Lao Wang's ability, why would I be a boss with an annual income of tens of millions? I would just go deep into the mountains to dig for treasure and dig up Wang Ben's ancient tomb!"

"Everyone can talk big, but you dare to dig among a pile of coffins like Lao Wang? That's ridiculous."

"Fuck, why is it already two in the morning? Damn it! I have to get up early to work tomorrow."

"Why panic? Maybe your boss is in the live studio too. He definitely won't be able to get up tomorrow."

now,

Two o'clock in the morning.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room remains above 50 million, and the popularity remains unchanged.

"Boom!"

A long red wooden box was dug out.

[Famous sword Chunjun, Warring States Period. Quality: Slightly flawed. Material: Copper-tin-iron-nickel-aluminum alloy. Value: 1 million]

Wang Chen was stunned.

Chunjun?

It's Chunjun! ?

What the hell!

He never expected it.

This sword is actually here.

And he dug it out so easily.

As far as he knew, Chunjun was a long sword forged by the sword-making master Ou Zhizi during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period for King Gou Jian of Yue. The sword was famous and ranked among the top ten famous swords in history. During the Later Zhou Dynasty, the sword disappeared.

Wang Chen's heart was filled with turmoil, but he showed no expression.

He picked up the wooden box and opened it slowly.

What came into view was a black scabbard with a black hilt with a circular pattern.

The main focus is simplicity and plainness.

On the black scabbard, it is also engraved: The sword used by King Gou Jian of Yue - Chunjun.

"What a pity! It's another bronze sword."

"I don't have time. Old Wang, please open the coffin quickly. There's nothing good about the bronze sword. You've already dug up a lot of it!"

"This one seems a little different. It has ancient seal characters on it."

"That's also a bronze sword. It was common during the Warring States Period."

Wang Chen smiled and said, “Brothers, this is not an ordinary bronze sword.”

"Look at the inscription above. The sword used by King Gou Jian of Yue is called Chunjun!"

Done.

He drew out his sword with a swish.

The sword body is bright white, shining brightly, without any trace of rust. The sword surface is decorated with black diamond-shaped geometric patterns. The front and back of the sword guard are inlaid with blue colored glaze and turquoise respectively to form beautiful patterns.

There was also a smell of rust and blood.

The live broadcast room was silent for a moment, and then suddenly exploded.

“Fuck me!!”

"The Chunjun of Gou Jian, the King of Yue? Real or fake, old king."

"It must be true. Did Lao Wang tell a lie?"

"I thought this sword had become a legend, but it's actually here. I'm so jealous."

"Please, Lao Wang, can you let me touch it? Please."

"Hey, what is Chunjun? Is it very powerful?"

"Chunjun is one of the ten famous swords handed down. It may not be the sharpest, but it is definitely the most famous!"

"This Wang Ben is really good. He has hidden all the good stuff by himself."

The experts and scholars in the live broadcast room felt even more suffocated.

It is another national treasure.

But it was pushed by a wild boar!!!

Let them buy it, they simply can't afford it.

I can only make a few sarcastic remarks in the live broadcast room.

Wang Chen admired it for a while and put the sword back into the sheath.

"Brothers, I won't say much about this sword. If you want to know more, just go to the Internet to check the information. It was the sword that Ou Zhizi was most satisfied with during the Warring States Period. He later gave it to Gou Jian, the King of Yue, and then it disappeared in the long river of history."

Said two sentences.

Wang Chen put the sword back into the pit.

There were too many things in the tomb and he couldn't take them all out, so he just waited for the buyers to come in the morning and exchanged them for money directly.

No one would complain about having too much money.

……

And at this time.

Although it was early in the morning, Wang Chen’s name was on the hot searches one after another on major news websites.

Every time he dug something up, he would record a video and post it online.

#Lao Wang's latest news: the sword of King Gou Jian of Yue was unearthed - Chunjun. The sword is clear and well preserved! #
The museum curators who were already asleep in various places were woken up by the phone call. "What! What? He dug up another Chunjun Sword?"

"Hurry, call Wang Chen and ask him to hand it over to our museum... ahem, I mean, hurry up and get the car ready so we can buy it!"

"Fuck! Old Huang, you're still sleeping. Wang Chen has dug out another Chunjun sword. I've booked the plane ticket and we're leaving at five this morning!"

"Hand it over! We must persuade him to hand it over! This is our Chinese nation's treasure..."

Tonight, China has 50 million more late night warriors.

Wang Chen climbed out of the ancient tomb and set up camp directly at the entrance of the cave.

"Brothers, it's getting late, go to bed quickly. The anchor will be off the air soon and will start tomorrow morning. Also, many brothers want the anchor to give out some benefits in the live broadcast room. After this ancient tomb is cleaned up, the anchor will leave some small gifts for everyone!"

After saying a few words, he turned off the live broadcast.

Wang Chen opened WeChat and felt a headache looking at the countless friend requests.

These should be experts, scholars, collectors and others from all over the world.

The notes in friend requests are all about wanting to buy what he has.

It's even an attitude that's almost begging.

Wang Chen was very surprised. He didn't expect that the antique treasures would be so attractive to these people.

I agreed to some of the friend requests and spent an hour replying to WeChat messages.

Wang Chen fell asleep immediately.

The next morning at 9:30.

The hot sunlight dispelled the morning mist in the mountains.

Wang Chen went to check the ancient tomb, came up with toiletries, squatted by the waterfall to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Su Longfan called him.

"Old Wang, are you okay now? We will be there in a few hours, and we are almost at the location you mentioned."

Their archaeological team set out at five in the morning.

Walk and stop for seven or eight kilometers on the mountain road.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

It wasn't long before I hung up the phone.

Liu Jin called: "Xiao Chen, you have to leave some treasures for me! Don't sell them all. My dad likes your tiger talisman and the Chunjun sword very much..."

"Okay, Mr. Liu, let's talk when you get here."

Wang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "Where are you now?"

"I just started."

"Oh, it's already evening now. If you come late, I can't promise to keep it for you."

Wang Chen knew clearly that before the afternoon, a large number of people would come to rush to buy things from the ancient tomb.

That group of people are like hungry wolves. If you don't sell something to them, they will lie down and blackmail you.

"Haha, don't worry." Liu Jin laughed mysteriously twice.

Chatted about a few other things.

Hang up the phone for a second.

Another call.

Wang Chen returned to the tent and thought that since there was nothing to do, he might as well answer the phone while eating.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, I'm from the Zhengzhou Provincial Museum... We are interested in purchasing your famous Chunjun sword..."

……

hang up the phone.

Another call came in: "Hello, is this Mr. Wang?"

"Ah."

“I’m from Wuliangye…”

"I'm sorry, I don't like drinking."

Wang Chen laughed and hung up the phone. Why did Wuliangye also start making sales calls?
It looks like fake Wuliangye!

"Hello? Mr. Wang?"

"Beep beep..."

Manager Xu, the head of Wuliangye’s operations, froze in smile.

He swallowed and dialed the number again.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently on a call..."

Wang Chen took calls for four hours.

2 p.m.

Wang Chen is grilling catfish.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard in the distance.

The movement came from far away.

"Rumble..."

Wang Chen threw a grilled fish to Xiao Hui. He stood up, holding the grilled fish and looking at the distant sky.

One minute later.

When Wang Chen saw clearly what it was, his expression froze.

(End of this chapter)