Chapter 274: Making 100 copies

Zhao Xiaoyang and Liu Erwa together, expended great effort, shifting aside a stone weighing several hundred jin.

The exposed opening was large enough for one person to crawl into.

Duan Fei lit a torch and threw it in.

Surprisingly, it did not go out!

This was within Lin Feng's expectations.

From the drawing it can be seen that this treasure cave is actually a fissure in the mountains.

The entrance is small, but the interior is spacious.

Opening it up, it might be named something like Goddess Valley.

To be safe, the three entering the treasure cave—Lin Feng, Zhao Xiaoyang, and Duan Fei—all put on gas masks and rubber gloves.

As for any traps or guardian beasts,

given the hurried circumstances of hiding the treasure back then, it was utterly impossible to have set these up.

Duan Fei led the way, flashlight in hand, being the first to crawl in..

Next came Zhao Xiaoyang, and finally Lin Feng followed in.

Duan Fei had the awareness of being a junior, taking the lead on dangerous tasks.

After the three crawled several meters, they fully entered the cave.

Inside was pitch black.

Shining a flashlight inside, one could see the cave interior was very dry.

"Damn it!"

Duan Fei suddenly shouted in surprise.

It turned out his flashlight had illuminated a skeleton.

This was clearly a soldier's corpse, still wearing armor mottled with rust.

Lin Feng stepped forward for a closer look; the corpse had no wounds, its bones were blackish, evidently killed by poison.

This matched the situation recorded on the treasure map.

These soldiers, after burying the treasure, committed suicide by poison.

These people, like those who would rather jump into the sea than become slaves, are worthy of admiration.

Going forward a bit further, more soldiers' remains appeared.

Fallen weapons lay scattered on the ground.

"So many! How many people died here!!"

Zhao Xiaoyang looked astonished.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of yin wind blew, wailing.

Lin Feng's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but think of the "House Guarding Divine Beast".

Duan Fei began to mutter, "Fellow righteous ones, we three are sons of the Han, merely making a contribution to the revival of Guo Jia..."

Behind the gas mask, Lin Feng looked at Duan Fei with astonishment.

This kid is quite cultured; it's a shame he's just a petty thug.

As the words fell, the wind sound in the cave gradually faded.

This must be a psychological effect.

Continue onward!

The cave's terrain rose and fell, winding and twisting.

The surrounding stone walls also had folds…

After advancing several tens of meters, even Lin Feng widened his eyes and stopped.

Not to mention Zhao Xiaoyang and Duan Fei.

Only see that ahead in the cavern, piles of bluish-yellow gold bricks and dull-colored ingots were stacked.

There were also large amounts of gold and silver jewelry, jade-like ornaments.

The gold and silver appeared lackluster, actually because the ancients' refining techniques were not yet advanced.

The gold and silver contained too many impurities.

"My goodness! So much!"

Zhao Xiaoyang exclaimed in astonishment.

The treasure they had hauled up the mountain in over a hundred boxes probably amounted to less than a tenth of these riches.

Lin Feng was much calmer.

He had seen the several hundred tons of gold buried by the little Japanese.

What Lin Feng cared about most was that Heirloom Jade Seal missing for over seven hundred years!

Without regard for those valuable ornaments that could be called antiques, Lin Feng stepped directly onto them.

"Whoosh!"

"Crack~"

Beneath Lin Feng's feet came a sound that made Zhao Xiaoyang and Duan Fei's hearts clench.

After crawling over the ten-some-meter range of the "Treasure Mountain," a large heap of intact boxes appeared before Lin Feng's eyes.

That earlier pile of stuff was likely gathered from civilians and wealthy households.

Whereas these boxes of gold and silver treasure before him were truly from the imperial palace.

The boxes were made of corrosion-resistant wood, also coated with lacquer.

Even after over seven hundred years, they still appeared sturdy.

Several hundred boxes!

The Chuánguó Yùxǐ is in one of those boxes!

Moreover, it should be a special box.

Lin Feng took a look, then switched on the flashlight's floodlight and set it on the ground.

"Come over here!"

Lin Feng called out.

Zhao Xiaoyang immediately ran over.

"Open all the boxes and search; the Chuánguó Yùxǐ is in one of them."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he opened the box in front of him.

As soon as the box was opened, what appeared before Lin Feng's eyes was a box full of silver ingots.

Compared to those ingots outside, these inside are obviously of much higher purity.

At least they are still white, and their surfaces are polished smoother.

None!

Lin Feng moved the box aside and opened another one.

Still a box of ingots.

The value of the white ones is far too low compared to gold.

There's nothing to be done; silver was hard currency in ancient times.

"Heaven! Gold cakes!"

Duan Fei suddenly let out a startled cry.

It turned out that the box he opened contained a box of flat gold cakes.

Each gold cake is the size of a palm, as thick as a palm, and bears an imprint on top.

More than two hours later.

"Brother, is this it!"

Zhao Xiaoyang suddenly said.

Lin Feng immediately stepped forward to look, and in the small redwood box that Zhao Xiaoyang had opened in front of him lay a square box.

The box appeared to be made of redwood, carved with dragon patterns.

Lin Feng lifted the lid to look.

It was a large seal, white with a yellowish tint, square in shape.

Holding it in his hand and turning it over, he saw eight seal-script characters engraved: 'Received the Mandate of Heaven, may longevity and prosperity endure.'

Some cinnabar ink still clung to it.

One corner was indeed missing, with a piece of gold inlaid there.

It looks genuine!

It matches the legend.

The ancients' forgery skills were also extremely impressive.

Objects made of jade cannot have their age detected by instruments.

However, the cinnabar ink residue remaining on it can be tested.

If the First Emperor had used it, there would always be some cinnabar ink residue left on it.

As long as the remaining component is over two thousand years old, it's genuine!

After finding the object, Lin Feng instead calmed down.

He placed the seal into the box and secured it.

Then he took a look at the boxes in the cave.

The most abundant was silver, then gold, followed by various gold and silver jewelry.

A small number of antiques and calligraphic paintings.

Even the antiques that Song people considered ancient, even if they are fakes placed today, are still genuine antiques.

"Brother, with so much stuff, how do we get it out?"

Zhao Xiaoyang asked.

Lin Feng glanced over, pointed at the box before him and said: "Take a photo with the phone, have someone rush to make a batch. Just being able to store these scattered gold and my ingots will do."

Right, after we go out we'll use a tent to cover the cave entrance, also clean up the blown‑away rubble. We aim to finish within half a month; the film crew will come to shoot at the end of the month.

Zhao Xiaoyang and Duan Fei nodded.

There's no need to stay any longer.

Lin Feng carried out the box containing the seal from the cave.

Under the night sky, Zhao Xiaoyang, Liu Erwa, Duan Fei and the others hurried to clear the surrounding rubble.

Then they moved the tent to the cave entrance.

Lin Feng then sat on a rock, shone the flashlight on the seal to examine it, and muttered: "I hope it's really genuine! Otherwise its value would be greatly reduced."

The Chuánguó Yùxǐ left by Qin Shi Huang and the imitations made by later emperors are entirely different concepts.

The imitations made by later dynasties are not genuine Chuánguó Yùxǐ.

Then Lin Feng began to ponder: what if it is genuine—what should be done?

This is a national treasure; it will certainly be demanded to be handed over and placed in a museum for preservation.

Lin Feng's eyes shifted, and suddenly he had an idea.

Assuming the Chuánguó Yùxǐ is genuine, use it to stamp ten thousand sheets.

Each one sells for $1 million!

This price is reasonable, right?

10,000 sheets can sell for $10 billion……

No way!

Lin Feng hurriedly shook his head.

Things are valued for their rarity.

Also make 100 copies, each worth $100 million!

Selling 100 copies to 100 rich people is much easier than selling to 10,000 people at $1 million each.

Lin Feng can be shameless, but the Guo Jia Museum definitely wouldn't do that.

Wait until all the stamped papers are sold before handing them over.

Don't think Lin Feng's idea is absurd.

Reality is even more absurd than his plan.

A few bottles of wine from decades ago can sell for tens of millions.

This is a genuine seal imprint made from the Chuánguó Yùxǐ.

The quantity of 100 copies not only holds its value, but can also serve as a family heirloom to suppress the family's fortune.

This matter, we need to first communicate with Shu Jingya.

Lin Feng selling the seal for money doesn't mean he disrespects the Chuánguó Yùxǐ.

After getting the money, invest it into the semiconductor field to speed up R&D.

In a few years, we won't fear anyone choking us.

At the same time, Lin Feng can also earn a lot of petty cash……