Chapter 204

"Precisely for this reason, the entire South remained peaceful for over six hundred years after the southern campaign. This must be attributed to Zhuge Liang's compassionate heart and stories like that of the steamed bun, which led the Southern Barbarians to submit from the depths of their hearts for generations."

"So, when everyone eats steamed buns, look at them and imagine Zhuge Liang's wisdom!"

After the story ended, everyone felt it was not enough.

Their eyes seemed to show the steam rising from the buns, filling the air with fragrance.

A single drum sparked a story and further linked people to steamed buns.

This is also the charm of cultural relics.

The drum was merely an ordinary marching drum, common in ancient times.

Yet with Fang Yang's explanation, it was as if the drum itself was telling its story to the crowd.

The cameraman tilted his head and suddenly spoke: "I've decided. I'll eat steamed buns for lunch today. For some reason, after hearing this story, I desperately want to eat one, and I feel it will taste delicious!"

Fang Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Fine, you eat steamed buns for lunch, and I'll have a chicken leg!"

Chen Feng clicked his tongue: "Come to think of it, I want steamed buns too. My understanding of them has deepened, so I really want to try one."

The fans outside felt the same way, laughing and saying they would go eat steamed buns for lunch.

However, at that moment, the workers looked utterly confused: "Want to eat steamed buns? These people must be crazy. I'm about to vomit from eating them every day!"

Just as everyone was thinking about what to eat for lunch,

the distant army of fans had already entered the battlefield.

From afar, at least dozens of vehicles arrived at the same time.

Fortunately, there were few people here, and there were plenty of parking spaces.

Otherwise, this single event would have blocked the road completely.

Yet even so, when the foreman saw over a hundred people rushing toward them, he immediately screamed in terror: "Holy crap! What is this? Is the Heishe Society fighting?"

Chen Feng smiled and explained beside him: "Don't panic. Remember, I told you he is a history professor? They are all here to attend the lecture!"

"Attend a lecture? Not at a school, but at a construction site. Do you really think I'm a three-year-old child?"

However, when the army of fans arrived at the scene, they shouted excitedly toward Fang Yang.

Seeing this, the foreman finally understood why a cordon had been set up.

It turned out they had long suspected this would happen.

But he still did not understand why.

Wasn't it just a young man operating an excavator?

Even if his history lecture was excellent, it shouldn't attract so many people to watch.

Suddenly, a worker beside him thought of something: "Boss! I know. He is Fang Yang!"

"Fang Yang? What does that mean!"

"You never look at your phone on the construction site, so of course you don't know. Recently, a man named Fang Yang has become extremely famous in our Xihai City. I heard it from others. Just now, when I saw them shouting 'Fang Yang', I guess it must be that young man operating the excavator!"

"I don't get it. He is so famous, yet he comes to operate an excavator. Isn't his brain broken?"

Suddenly, the worker slapped his thigh.

He shouted in terror: "Oh no!"

The foreman looked at him in confusion: "What now? Stop being so dramatic!"

"Boss, I forgot to tell you just now. I heard that whenever Fang Yang works at a construction site, that site must stop work!"

"Holy crap! Is that true? Why?"

"Did you forget? He has already dug up two strange things just now? I heard last time he dug up a five-hundred-kilogram bomb, which exploded on the spot!"

"Damn... hearing this scares me. How did he survive the explosion?"

"I heard he has nine lives!"

The foreman: "...."

"Blowing smoke. Can you blow it any more convincingly? I don't believe it!"

"You must believe it. All those who didn't believe it stopped work. You should hurry and let him leave!"

The foreman hesitated: "Forget it. Look at how many people are here. Can we even talk to them? Besides, what you said is all rumor. Nine lives? Pure nonsense. He is just an excavator operator. What could he possibly do? Calm down!"

The audience at the scene grew larger and larger.

After the Guojiawenwu Bureau removed the Zhuge Drum, Fang Yang sat back in the driver's seat and resumed work.

As the soil continued to churn, a large section of the roadbed in front had been excavated.

Time passed bit by bit, and it was nearly eleven o'clock in the morning.

The later arrivals were greatly disappointed, as work would end soon for lunch.

However, just at this moment,

Heaven seemed to sense their thoughts.

Ding~~~

A clear but very faint sound emerged.

Yet this tiny sound was extremely pleasant to the ears of the crowd.

Everyone became excited.

Chen Feng's eyes even sparkled with light.

Fang Yang knew this must be a small object, so he dug down again along the position where the sound had come from earlier.

Sure enough, after one scoop, he saw nothing below.

Clearly, the object must be in the mud within the bucket.

Fang Yang placed the mud on the empty ground nearby.

Chen Feng led the charge, digging into the mud with his hands.

Soon, a mud-and-rust-covered object shaped like a gourd appeared in his hand.

"What is this!"

Looking closely, it resembled a gourd, but it was made of iron.

Judging by the color of the rust, it was clearly not a bronze vessel.

Then this thing was most likely not an artifact, but merely a modern object.

Chen Feng was utterly disappointed and looked at Fang Yang uncertainly: "What is this? Do you know it?"

Fang Yang took a look, and the system panel popped up.

【Tea Canister】

【Era: Republic of China】

Fang Yang smiled faintly and replied: "A tea canister!"

"Huh? A tea canister?" Chen Feng immediately tossed it aside.

He trusted Fang Yang's judgment; although he himself didn't recognize it, if Fang Yang said it was a tea canister, then it certainly was.

Moreover, such an iron tea canister was undoubtedly a modern product.

Without a doubt, this excavation had turned out to be a false alarm.

【Popularity】 +1+1+1+1....

——【This is no tea canister; this is my magical treasure before my ascension, the Heavenly Gourd grown upon the Heavenly Ladder. Mortals are ignorant and foolish. Obtain this gourd, and you shall receive my true transmission; ascending to the Immortal Realm is but a matter of days. By then, why dig at all!】

——【Fang Yang has finally stumbled. Happy, let's celebrate with confetti. I've decided to eat ten steamed buns for lunch today to celebrate. If Fang Yang tells me this time it's a national treasure, I simply won't believe him. It seems tea canisters only first appeared in the Qing Dynasty, right? Besides, this one clearly has a modern design. If it were a national treasure, I'd eat it!】

——【The one above, don't speak too confidently, or you might get slapped in the face. Have you not considered that since this place is so remote, who would bother burying a tea canister here? Since Fang Yang dug it up, it must have some value. What if it truly is a national treasure? Then you won't even be able to eat it!】

——【We've dug up non-artifacts before, so I don't believe this is a treasure either. If the rust on it were green, I might think it was a bronze vessel, but this is clearly ordinary iron rust; it cannot be an artifact!】

Fang Yang watched Chen Feng throw it away and did not stop him.

However, he inadvertently noticed that the spot damaged earlier by the shovel bucket faintly revealed something inside the canister.

He hurried forward and picked it up.

Chen Feng asked in confusion: "Didn't you say it was a tea canister?"

Fang Yang nodded: "It is indeed a tea canister, and one from the Republic of China era. The canister itself is not an artifact, but look, there seems to be something inside."

Chen Feng leaned in to take a closer look.

It appeared that a corner resembling paper was sticking out.

"This... there's something inside!"