Chapter 128

Suddenly, one of the workers screamed: "Gold bars! All gold bars, we're rich!"

However, they didn't notice that the police were standing right behind them, watching quietly.

"I say, don't you guys know that things dug up underground have to be turned over to the state?"

This voice was like a basin of cold water poured onto everyone's hearts.

The farm owner turned his head and immediately said with a smile: "We just dug it up, we weren't thinking of keeping it private. By the way, we also dug up a gun earlier, take a look!"

After saying that, he walked over, picked up the gun from the side, and handed it to the police.

The young police officer behind immediately walked up and took it into his hands.

"Captain Feng, this seems to be a submachine gun, right?"

After the captain took it and looked at it, he said: "That's right, it's a submachine gun. It must have some years on it! Xiao Lin, go see what's in that iron bucket!"

"Alright!"

Xiao Lin was the only female police officer in the team; she walked over, picked up the iron bucket, and took a look.

She was startled on the spot.

"Captain Feng, there are many gold bars in here!"

She saw her take out a rectangular gold bar from inside and place it on the grass.

Then she took out five more!

The farm owner next to her had red eyes; he really regretted calling the police.

Otherwise, he would have been rich today.

Who could have imagined it would be such a coincidence!

Fang Yang also smiled helplessly; it was indeed too coincidental. The police arrived just as he dug it up, as if it were destined by fate.

However, what surprised him was that the police officer on duty today wasn't Captain Wang, but an officer he didn't recognize.

And far away on the other side of Xihe City.

Bureau Chief Chen was currently drinking tea comfortably, looking at Captain Wang in front of him.

"Old Wang, let me tell you some good news!"

Captain Wang was a bit puzzled: "What good news?"

Bureau Chief Chen chuckled and took a sip of tea: "Ah~~ Fang Yang went to dig in the area under Old Cao's jurisdiction today. Tell me, does that count as good news!"

"Haha~~~ It certainly counts as good news!"

Even a person as serious as Captain Wang laughed out loud upon hearing this!

"I wonder if Bureau Chief Cao over there is mentally prepared for today!"

"Eh, well said!" Bureau Chief Chen suddenly thought of something: "I'll give him a call to remind him!"

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After Bureau Chief Chen finished speaking, he really did call Bureau Chief Cao.

"Hello! Bureau Chief Chen, how do you have time to call me? Is there any case we need to cooperate on?"

"Not really, I just wanted to ask how you're feeling today!"

"Are you sick? I'm feeling great!"

"Oh~~ then it's nothing. I hope you can have a happy day today!"

"What do you mean?"

Beep~~

The call was hung up.

After hanging up, Bureau Chief Chen laughed out loud.

Leaving only Bureau Chief Cao looking bewildered.

Meanwhile, on Fang Yang's side, the police checked the gold bars on the ground and looked at the rusty gun.

Captain Feng, who was in charge, said faintly: "I'll take the gold bars back first. If you have any questions, you can come to the police station to find me!"

"Team, retreat!"

The farm owner and the others looked at the departing police with bitter faces, sighing one after another.

Then they looked at Fang Yang with bright eyes: "Young man, after the police leave, keep digging, okay? Maybe there's more gold underneath!"

Fang Yang shook his head with a smile; gold wasn't that easy to dig up.

He didn't think too much and turned to continue digging.

He had a faint premonition in his heart that there were many things under this swamp, and God knows what could be dug up.

Who knew that not long after he started digging, he heard a "ding" sound.

A sound much crisper than before.

Everyone at the scene immediately perked up.

"Boss dug up something again!"

"Don't talk, see if it's gold!"

Fang Yang habitually used the shovel to reach over and dig out the object that made the sound in the soil.

Who knew that after this scoop, there was only soil, and nothing could be seen.

He figured the object wasn't big and should be in the soil.

After Fang Yang put the soil down, several people immediately ran to the pile of soil to rummage through it.

As a result, after rummaging for a long time, they were covered in mud.

After a while, a worker exclaimed: "Found it!"

He saw him holding a cylindrical object, covered in mud; it was wide at the top and thin at the bottom.

Several people looked at it with bewildered expressions.

"Why does this thing look like a grenade?"

"Grenades aren't this short at the bottom, right?"

"Be careful, wash it clean first."

Fang Yang was also very curious about what it was and watched with rapt attention.

However, before the clear water could finish washing it, the farm owner threw it away.

"Screw your grandfather! Who the hell threw a beer bottle here!"

"Probably left over from before!"

His throw, coincidentally, landed near Fang Yang.

Fang Yang looked closely.

The system panel suddenly popped up.

【Yuan Dynasty Glazed Bottle】

【Material: Glaze】

【Color: Cyan-green】

【Shape: Resembles a beer bottle. From the Yuan Dynasty onwards, the craftsmanship of glazed products became more mature, and the production of glaze also reached a certain scale. From small items like beads, hairpins, and buttons, it gradually expanded to large items like wine bottles...】

Fang Yang was stunned!

This damn thing was a cultural relic from the Yuan Dynasty, and it was made of glaze.

You have to know that when the glaze-making process developed to the Yuan Dynasty, it was the head of the five great famous wares!

It was much more precious than gold, silver, jade, emerald, bronze, and ceramics.

But to Fang Yang, this was just a bottle for drinking beer.

The shape was exactly the same as the beer bottles he usually saw, and even the color was very similar, also cyan-green.

If you threw this thing on the street, who would think this was a priceless cultural relic!

I guess the scrap collector would just shake his head at it, and no one who saw it would pick it up and take it home.

The system said it was a Yuan Dynasty glazed bottle, but Fang Yang felt it should be called a Yuan Dynasty beer bottle.

A Yuan Dynasty imperial consort grabbing a bottle and downing it in one gulp—that scene must have been particularly bold.

It was exactly the same as the scene at a night market stall on the street!

Small. Thinking was thinking, but he still walked off the machine and picked up the beer bottle.

Say. This operation left the others looking bewildered.

Group. The farm owner asked suspiciously: "Young man, what are you doing? If you want beer bottles, I have plenty at home. After you finish the work, you can take as many as you want!"