Chapter 404 Good stuff

"Let's go treasure hunting." Jiang Yan said, and with a thought, she took out a color printed map from the space, then took out a telescope and looked around.

Not far away, on a snow-covered hilltop, sparse dead trees and a small number of irregular snow piles appeared in the lens tube.

That hill is lower than the hill where the Dongshan Observatory is located. It looks not far away, but it is still some distance away when you actually walk there.

"Looking for treasure?" Hua Bao's eyes rolled around when he heard it, and he said, "Mom, are you looking for gold?"

Seeing its greedy look, Jiang Yan couldn't help but smile, "No."

Huabao then focused his attention on the colorful map in Jiang Yan's hand. He saw the words "Zhangsan Mountain Top Museum" not far from the observatory. He was puzzled for a second, "Mom, there's a museum here?"

"Well, it's the only private mountaintop museum in the country, but it's covered with ice and snow now." Jiang Yan put away the map and telescope, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain.

Soon, Jiang Yan felt that she had reached the edge of the museum.

This mountaintop museum is an antique building with seven floors. The roof is made of bricks and tiles, and the doors and windows are made of wood. I don’t know if it has been crushed by the snow.

"Mom, how about I go explore the way first?"

"it is good."

After getting permission, Hua Bao rushed out in two or three steps.

The twelve vines were like twelve drills, extending towards different directions of the snow pile.

Jiang Yan was not idle either. She took out a safety helmet with a searchlight from the space and put it on, then took out an ice drill.

"Mom, there's a hole in the roof below us!" Huabao responded quickly, "There's ice below, do we want to go down from here?"

"Okay." Jiang Yan nodded and walked towards there with the ice drill.

In order to prevent her from accidentally stepping on the collapsed area, Hua Bao retracted a vine and carefully wrapped it around her body.

Jiang Yan walked to the location Hua Bao mentioned. The pink snow on it had been swept away by Hua Bao's vines in a few strokes, and what remained was a piece of ice surface that was shining brightly.

Under the ice, you can vaguely see broken wooden frames, bricks and black holes.

Sure enough, this antique building was crushed by the ice and snow, but it is not known how large the collapsed area is.

With this in mind, Jiang Yan quickly got up.

After drilling a round hole one meter square, she stretched out her foot and kicked it lightly, and the cylindrical ice block fell downwards with a "bang".

Jiang Yan took out a flashlight and peered inside. Fortunately, only a small area was crushed.

"Wow! There are so many ancient calligraphy and paintings!" Hua Bao had already stretched the vines in before her, "Mom, should we go in?"

"Yeah." As she spoke, Jiang Yan walked carefully down along the collapsed area.

When we got into the house, we found that many parts of the seventh floor had been crushed by the ice and snow.

Hua Bao looked at the shabby roof and curled her lips, "Mom, with such shoddy construction, the calligraphy and paintings here can't be worth much, right?"

Jiang Yan smiled and glanced at the long-defunct surveillance cameras around her. "It's not too valuable, but it's not worthless either."

As for the shoddy construction that Hua Bao mentioned, Jiang Yan didn't quite agree with it.

Dongshan is considered to be in the north, but the coldest temperature in previous years was only about minus 10 to 20 degrees Celsius.

It also snows, but blizzards are rare.

When snowflakes fall, they condense into ice layer by layer under the influence of gravity.

But before the end of the world, staff were arranged to clear the snow every day, so there was naturally no situation where the snow would freeze into ice or crush houses.

As for the safety of this antique building, it still relies more on the pre-apocalyptic monitoring and infrared alarm systems.

However, after the end of the world, all these high-tech means have become ineffective.

It was only because the natural disaster was so fierce and this place was far away from the city, otherwise the wooden picture frames and calligraphy and paintings in this house would have been burned as fuel by ordinary people. After watching Jiang Yan take down a painting, Hua Bao took down all the calligraphy and paintings on the wall in a few moves.

"Mom, here you go." The calligraphy and painting on the flower treasure vine had just been handed to Jiang Yan, and disappeared in an instant.

All the calligraphy and paintings exposed outside the upper floor were collected by Jiang Yan into the space.

"Mom, are you going downstairs?"

"kindness."

Jiang Yan continued to move down with Hua Bao.

Downstairs is the antique furniture area.

There are more furniture and wood carvings from the Ming and Qing dynasties, including mahogany, rosewood, golden nanmu, red sandalwood, and agarwood.
Jiang Yan was a little shocked.

If these wooden furniture were placed before the end of the world, they would be much more valuable than the calligraphy and paintings by the unknown painters upstairs.

The wooden furniture was quickly put away, and Jiang Yan continued to go downstairs. Only then did she notice that the entire staircase was covered with ice and snow.

"Mom, are we going further down?" Huabao stretched out the vine to explore, but didn't find any gap.

Jiang Yan took out a wooden hammer and knocked on the ice. She stood up with some regret and said, "I can't go down. It's all frozen solid below."

Looking at the layout map, the Ceramics Museum and the Bronze Museum are downstairs.

"Then shall we go back now?" Hua Bao seemed a little reluctant.

Jiang Yan looked at the time and realized that she had only been out for less than two hours.

However, entering the space from here is obviously not as safe as entering the space from the observatory room.

"Go back first."

A man and a flower came out of the cave.

A gust of cold wind blew towards her, carrying snowflakes, and Jiang Yan shivered subconsciously.

Back at the observatory, Jiang Yan saw Song Qian and Qin Lang from afar.

The two men were leading everyone to stack piles of freshly cut pine wood in a corner of the house.

Su Dai was cutting a soldier's hair. It looked like there was only one left.

Because we use scissors, it's not like ladies who can just cut it straight with one stroke.

The soldier's head rose and fell.

Lin Xiaohui took a bag of things from Zhao Yougong, turned around and talked to Su Dai with a happy face.

The iron pot was steaming and the water was boiling.

Next to it, there was another big fire. Several soldiers, whose hair was still wet from washing, gathered around the fire, warming themselves, a scene of great joy.

Jiang Yan looked at this scene and for a moment her thoughts went back to the past.

"Jiang Yan, you're back?" After Lin Xiaohui finished talking to Su Dai, she turned around and saw Jiang Yan standing at the door with a smile on her face:

"Guess what good stuff Lao Zhao found for us!"

She said this in surprise and raised the heavy cloth bag in her hand towards Jiang Yan.

"Food?" Jiang Yan put away her thoughts and went into the house.

Seeing her coming back, Su Dai stopped what she was doing and said with a smile, "No, it's a kind of thing that grows on trees. It's good for girls to eat and beautify their skin. I remember you even made it specially when you were doing a beauty sharing program."

"On a tree? Edible? Good for beauty?" Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then an idea flashed in her mind, "Peach gum?"


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