Copper and iron are not distinguished, gold and silver are difficult to distinguish, porcelain is in hand without knowing how to make it, and glaze is outside without distinguishing the three colors. Even if the tomb is priceless, what is taken out is the least valuable or the most difficult to get rid of, which is equivalent to nothing.

Walk once.

And these things need to be accumulated since childhood. It can be said that the books I have read since childhood are enough for Liang Zi to read for ten years, and I have only scratched the surface, not to mention someone like Liang Zi who doesn't like reading.

When Liang Zi saw that I stopped talking, he knew that I was not going to mention this matter. In fact, Liang Zi just said it casually on impulse.

Liang Zi conveniently lit the bronze lamp next to him with a torch. I didn't take it seriously because the lamp oil inside had burned out and it was impossible to light it. It's just that I was attracted by the patterns on the bronze lamp and didn't stop Liang Zi.

Anyway, if it can't be lit, he will naturally give up after a while. I was looking at the patterns on the bronze lamp with concentration, and suddenly my eyes lit up. The bronze lamp that seemed to have no lamp oil actually started to burn, and then emitted a light.

A strange fragrance.

"What does this smell like? It smells so good, like barbecue? Well, it smells much better than pork. Brother Sheng, can you smell it?"

Of course I smelled it, but I was even more surprised at how the bronze lamp with no oil at all burned.

The smell is very fragrant, not like perfume or flowers, but like the smell of oil when cooking...

Through the luster of the oil lamp, I finally saw the patterns on the bronze lamp clearly...

Taotie! It’s a glutton! A man-eating glutton!

The dragon gives birth to nine sons, all of whom are different.

Taotie is one of the Nine Dragons, but he is the most evil and terrifying one among the Nine Dragons.

According to the pattern of this bronze oil lamp, you can easily tell that it is something from the pre-Qin Dynasty. The simple feeling is a symbol of that era. It has just moved from ignorance to civilization, and it is inevitable to depict some patterns with obvious characteristics of the times.

Bronze is divided into four types: ritual vessels, weapons, food vessels, and wine vessels. These bronze lamps are obviously a type of ritual vessels, and rituals naturally include funerals.

"Brother Sheng, what's painted on this? Why does it look weird? It's a bit scary. Look at this thing with its mouth open as if it's going to eat us..."

Liang Zi also saw the strange patterns on them. It can be seen that these bronze vessels are well made. Although the brushwork is simple and even a bit clumsy, they are lifelike. The Taotie's all-devouring momentum leaps out. He has no idea that this is the Taotie. Liang Zi can actually do it.

It looks like these things are going to eat people...

"Liang Zi, this smell... smell it carefully, why do you always feel something is wrong?"

I didn't study these strange patterns first, but I was wondering what was weird about the contents of these oil lamps.

I had carefully looked at those bronze lamp holders before, and there was absolutely no drop of oil or water in them, so they should never burn suddenly. But now this question makes me have to think about it. There is obviously some mechanism in it. What is going on?

"Brother Sheng, I won't tell you. It smells very familiar. It's basically the smell of cooking fumes at home. Smell it, how fragrant it is..."
Chapter completed!