Chapter 440: Nothing Happens Today, Listening to Songs at the Brothel

When Qin Feng opened the box in his hand.

Reba's expression: G. O!!

Then came a triple barrage of confusion.

"What is this?"

"Where did it come from?"

"How strange?"

Next, Qin Feng took the object out from inside.

It was only a dozen centimeters long and six or seven centimeters high.

Wrapped in several layers of soft cloth.

Judging by its shape, it looked like a giant conch shell?

Or like a small ox horn~

Qin Feng said: "Professor Qian had someone deliver this."

Reba: "One of the buried treasures excavated at the Cultural Tourism City construction site?"

Qin Feng nodded: "Qian Lao said this one is the most precious."

Reba scratched her head and said: "I think it looks a bit like... never mind, I won't say it!" Qin Feng: "Oh."

Reba: "Won't you ask any further?"

Qin Feng replied: "Doesn't it look like a chamber pot to you?"

Reba: ".."

She nodded: "It does look like one to me too."

Qin Feng: "You think it looks like a chamber pot, but it's actually an ox horn."

"You think it's an ox horn, but it's actually made of agate."

"You think.."

Before Qin Feng could finish, Reba quickly made a stop gesture.

She said: "Just tell me straight what it is; my CPU can't take you burning it out like this~" Qin Feng: "It's a cup."

More precisely, a gold-stoppered beast-head agate cup.

Inside the small box.

Qian Lao also provided a pair of white gloves.

Qin Feng put on the gloves and carefully examined its shape.

An ox horn carved from agate.

At the tip, there is also the shape of an ox head.

At the very bottom is a plug made of gold~

The top can hold wine.

Placing flowers and arranging jade~ 【Two-in-One】

After removing the gold plug, wine can be poured.

In terms of shape, material, and craftsmanship, it can be considered a fairly exquisite antique. Most importantly.

This is clearly not any craftwork from a Chinese dynasty.

It is a royal treasure from the Western regions of the Silk Road during the High Tang period, offered as tribute.

Qin Feng shook his head and thought...

So it really is connected to the Silk Road after all?

But then again~

After Professor Qian's identification.

Among those Tang dynasty pottery jars, there was only this one item from the Western Regions.

Under Reba's somewhat curious gaze.

Qin Feng asked: "Do you want to play with it?"

Reba waved her hands repeatedly: "I already said it's very precious; I won't even touch it."

She added: "Besides, it's not fun anyway!"

After verifying its material, age, and craftsmanship.

Qin Feng placed it back into the small box.

Just as Professor Qian had analyzed before.

This is indeed a rather valuable item.

Qin Feng: "Later, once the exhibition hall at the Cultural Tourism City is built, we'll send it back to Chang'an."

Reba: "I think that's a good idea."

Earlier, during Qin Feng and Professor Qian's phone call.

They had also revealed related plans.

Therefore, the antiques unearthed from these Tang dynasty pottery jars.

Will ultimately be displayed above the ground where they were buried, for people of the next thousand years. Even if only from these buried treasures.

One can catch a glimpse of a corner of the High Tang.

That counts as a fairly thorough plan.

On the morning after returning from the Tibetan region.

The young couple rested until noon.

Under the afternoon shade, Qin Feng sat on a swing, swaying back and forth. Reba held a small notebook, sitting beneath the eaves opposite him. It contained many printed song titles and lyrics.

Reba: "So I'm the only one singing?"

Qin Feng: "Didn't you ask me to teach you to sing last time?" Reba: "Then I'll pick one!"

Qin Feng: "Didn't you say earlier that only children make choices, while adults take everything?"

Reba: "Dad!"

Qin Feng: "."

Checkmate!

Who isn't a baby?