"Hum...Hum..."

The wild boar shook his huge head and then slowly got up from the ground, looking sleepy.

Its sudden awakening had already made Lin Han complain secretly. Unexpectedly, the first thing the wild boar did when he woke up was to turn around and face him, and walked over slowly, while making vague screams.

"What's going on? Didn't you say he won't attack me?" Lin Han was shocked, and sweated coldly behind him. He couldn't help but hold the wall of the cave tightly, holding the shovel in both hands, and making a defensive posture.

Gaia did not answer him, but soon the wild boar responded with practical actions.

It came to Lin Han in one step and three steps, then turned around happily, facing the plump butt to the one-meter-high wild boar feces, and the pig's face gradually showed anthropomorphic and comfortable look.

"This is..." Lin Han was stunned.

"puff!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a strong stench hit my face.

This fart caught Lin Han a little off guard.

"Puff! Crazy..." Then, the wild boar seemed to be hanging in the river and poured out all the feces and urine, sprinkled on the feces and mountains, flowing everywhere.

"vomit--"

Faced with such a strong visual and olfactory impact, Lin Han leaned against the cave wall and almost vomited: "Gaia, I want to apply for an industrial injury..."

Gaia: "..."

After a while, the wild boar finally finished excretion, left the place with satisfaction, and then went straight out of the cave.

It's almost evening now, and wild boars usually engage in activities in the morning and dusk. At this time, they are going to go out to find food.

Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief when he watched the wild boar leave. It would probably take at least one or two hours for the wild boar to come back. During this period, he had no scruples.

Thinking of this, Lin Han quickly calmed down his mood, endured his disgust, lifted the shovel, and started shoveling poop.

He first shoveled all the wild boar manure into the dirt pit on the side, and then buried it with soil, making the surroundings much cleaner.

Only after he had cleaned the wild boar manure did he start to dig up the treasure.

After digging for almost half a meter deep, there was no trace of the treasure. When Lin Han felt a little impatient, the iron shovel that was digging in his hand suddenly stopped, as if it had hit something.

Is it going to be dug?

He was delighted and quickly slashed the bottom of the pit.

Sure enough, after scraping off a layer of soil, Lin Han looked carefully and immediately saw a layer of wooden board exposed at the bottom of the pit, with several layers of broken linen cloth wrapped around the board.

"It's indeed dug!"

Victory was in sight, Lin Han continued to work hard and quickly dug the soil around the wooden board. The outline finally revealed was a wooden box about 30 centimeters square.

The material of this wooden box looks quite thick and sturdy, but it is buried in the soil and has been eroded for hundreds of years and has rotted and moldy in many places.

After another cleaning, he pulled off a pile of rags, and the wooden box was basically exposed to Lin Han's eyes. Then he put down the iron shovel, pressed his hands on both sides of the wooden box, and hugged it up.

The wooden box was quite heavy, probably thirty kilograms up. During the picking process, many things were vaguely shaking, and there were jingling sounds.

With a "bang", Lin Han put the wooden box on a clean floor and then began to look up and down.

The length and width of this wooden box are about 30 cm and more than ten cm high. Although its wood is thick, it has been corroded deeply. It has an iron lock, which is even more rusted.

"That person could bring such a heavy box, which was really amazing." Thinking of the difficulty of walking on the mountain road when he came, Lin Han couldn't help but sigh.

He reached out and pulled the iron lock, and found that the lock was very loose. As soon as he tried his best, he pulled the iron lock and the lock directly down.

When you open the wooden box, you will see a glimmer of silver.

"Silver dollar?" Lin Han's eyes lit up.

I saw that what was contained in the wooden box was a box of silver dollars, mostly shining silver and as intact as new.

Lin Han picked up a few and looked at them, and found that they were all silver dollars circulated during the Republic of China period, mainly Yuan Datou. It is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of them.

Even if these hundreds of silver dollars are sold as silver, they are definitely not a small amount, not to mention their collection value.

Lin Han even read the news that silver dollars were sold at a sky-high price of millions, which made people get rich overnight. Although this situation is definitely an extremely rare instance, it also indirectly illustrates the considerable value of silver dollars.

Overall, this trip was quite rewarding.

Lin Han then took off his backpack and began to put all the silver dollars in handfuls.

“Huh?”

At this moment, he suddenly stopped and found a wooden box larger than a palm revealed among the pile of silver dollars.

The wooden box looks very ordinary, neither expensive wood nor carved patterns, but it is thicker and slightly moldy on the outside.

When I picked it up, I saw that the wooden box was actually locked by a small golden lock. Because it was a gold lock and lock, even if a hundred years passed, there was no corrosion or damage at all, and it was as intact as new.

What actually needs to be saved with a golden lock? Lin Han couldn't help but feel curious.

Although gold is Microsoft, the Mohs' hardness can reach about 3, and it cannot be destroyed casually. Moreover, this small gold lock looks very valuable, so he does not intend to destroy it.

Let's put it away first.

After a while, after putting all the things in the wooden box into the backpack, Lin Han carried the bag and returned along the way.

When he returned to the maintenance station, it was almost dark.

After a day of hard work, Lin Han felt exhausted everywhere. As soon as he put down his backpack and fell on the bed, he fell asleep.

......

The next morning, Lin Han took a backpack of silver dollars and headed straight to the city. The first thing he did was to find an antique shop first.

Although the economy of Handong Province is developed, Yunzhou City is not listed here. Therefore, businesses such as antiques, calligraphy and paintings are relatively not so prosperous throughout the city.

Lin Han spent a lot of effort to find a more grand antique shop.

When he came to this antique shop, the boss who was fiddling with some antiques suddenly had his eyes lit up. He quickly put down his things in his hand, stood up and greeted him: "Welcome!"

He looked at Lin Han’s backpack and smiled slightly: “Little brother, what are you here to sell something?”

This was the first time Lin Han entered the antique shop and nodded: "I'll sell some silver dollars from the Republic of China."

"Silver dollars? Take it to me."

The two of them immediately came to a table to sit down. Lin Han opened his backpack, took out a few silver dollars, and handed it to the boss: "This is what I took out at home, it's been a while. I don't care about collecting it, so I plan to sell it directly."

Things like digging treasures are really eye-catching, so Lin Han certainly won’t say it outright.

The boss took a few silver dollars and looked in front of him. There was no change on his face.

After a while, after he looked at all the silver dollars, Lin Han couldn't help but ask with some expectation: "How is it? How much are these silver dollars worth?"
Chapter completed!