First, I found a porcelain jar with brown glaze and floral pattern, and the mouth was sealed with wood.

When you wipe it, you will see two lines of words on the jar.

"The morning dew in the green mountains enters the mouth, and the nectar and jade liquid flows into the heart." New

The first thought in my mind was a bottle of wine. In ancient times, people regarded death as life and often brought their favorite things to the coffin.

I pulled out the wood plug and took a look...

It’s not wine, it contains about ten large silver ingots!

Each piece is as big as an orange, so I used the wine can as a piggy bank! I also vaguely saw that they were all covered with heavy stamps from ancient official silver. How did these silver ingots be filled with such a small bottle mouth?

I kept silent and stuffed it with a wood plug.

"What's there?" Lao Zhang asked me curiously.

"It's nothing. You've seen it too, or the wine bottle. Maybe it was filled with wine, but it had already evaporated." I said lightly.

Lao Zhang did not feel suspicious and continued to search back and forth in the mud of the coffin.

I took out my cell phone and looked at the time. It was around 4 a.m. and 5 a.m. According to the season in Kangding, it will be dawn at half past five. Then someone might get up early to do farm work in the fields.

After all, it was not a big tomb, and we gained some more success one after another. We put two sacks and carried them into the thief hole.

"Wife, isn't there any situation?"

Before dawn, Lao Zhang climbed up covered in dirt, turned his head and looked around and asked.

The temperature difference between day and night was large, and Old Zhang's wife's lips were so cold that they turned purple. She said, "No! I stayed there all night and didn't even see a ghost. Have you finished it?"

"It's over, look at my bag, full of antiques."

I said, "Stop talking. It's dawn soon. There's no time to backfilling the soil. Cover the soil and then use a wooden board to block the stolen hole. No one comes here during the day, right? Whose land is this?"

"Don't worry," said Old Zhang's wife: "There is no work in the field at this time, and no one comes to see it."

I nodded and said that's fine.

The wine jar is in my sack. Not to mention his wife, Lao Zhang didn't know that there were blocks of ancient official silver in the jar.

Why don't I say anything?

Because I want to be black, it's that simple.

I know that if Lao Zhang saw it first, he would definitely do this.

Dragging the wooden boards prepared in advance, Lao Zhang reached out to get a shovel.

His wife is helping too.

Suddenly! Old Zhang raised the shovel high and slapped his wife on the head!

The blood spurted out directly! It splashed his face.

Old Zhang kicked the man into the thief hole, turned around and covered the wooden board hard, pressing him tightly!

He kept gasping and looked back at me.

"Brother...Brother, just pretend you didn't see anything. If someone asked, you just said, "You're going back to your parents' home."
Chapter completed!