Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Chapter 2034: Looking for another wooden box

When fully unfolded, it is about the size of half a piece of homework paper.

The surface of the paper has turned yellow, but obvious artificial traces can be felt, because a layer of wax is coated on the surface to prevent the writing on it from being erased.

It is indeed a treasure map!

However, this picture is too abstract.

Lin Ran could only see that what should be painted was a mountain. There was a small pond in front of the mountain and a small pavilion next to the pond.

This is a very common park structure, and it is not the work of a master. The lines of the painting are very simple, and you can't tell where the mountain is.

I can just see the words on the pavilion, which seems to be the word "水玉".

It was definitely not a famous pavilion, and there were countless pavilions across the country. He had no idea whether there were computer maps these days.

But there are a few lines written in the lower right corner of the paper.

"Put your love in the mountains and rivers."

There should be some words at the back, but it seems to have been torn from the middle, with a tear mark visible to the naked eye.

It shouldn't be a complete map.

Lin Ran turned the wooden box over and over to check, but found no other mechanisms.

The same goes for the wooden box. I can't feel anything abnormal on the side.

Do you want to smash the entire wooden box like the collector in the previous life?

Just as he was hesitating, Mother Lin called him from below to eat.

Lin Ran responded, put the wooden box, map and Mu Xia all into his small box, and then ran downstairs.

He knew that such a precious wooden box would definitely not contain a child's scribblings, but rather a treasure map.

Unfortunately, the treasure map is incomplete.

There are countless mountains in the country, and it is impossible to find the treasure just by relying on this map.

It was possible that the other half was also in the wooden box, but Lin Ran felt that this was unlikely.

It was deliberately torn open, obviously to prevent the wooden box from being obtained by someone. The other half should be placed in another place, so as to keep it secret and in line with the original intention of the hidden design of the treasure map.

Lin Ran knew that he couldn't rush into this kind of thing, so he could only put things away first.

He felt that this map would appear, and the stall owner he met last night must know the situation.

Taking advantage of the fact that the East Stone Valley Ghost Market is still open, he decided to visit the stall owner again in the evening.

In fact, he had a feeling that the map in his hand was not the location where the gold ingot was hidden in his previous life.

It should be a treasure left by another person.

If the treasure map is real, it would be much better than going directly to the tomb!

There are still dangers in ancient tombs, but treasure maps are different. Usually no mechanism is specially set up to protect it, but it is only buried in a hidden location.

The current development progress across the country is not particularly high, and it is unlikely that people have already dug it out.

There is a high possibility that it will remain in place.

However, it is a crime to have a jade.

Now that there is a treasure map, Lin Ran must be extra careful.

If the news leaks out and is heard by the other half of the map owners, he will be in danger.

Fortunately, the only person who knows about this matter is himself, and Jiang Hua only hears about it.

After dinner, Lin Ran tidied up a little on the pretext that something happened in the store, and then drove to Dongshi Valley.

But this time, for the sake of concealment, he still wore a mask according to the previous rules.

Lin Ran was filled with emotion when he saw the Ultraman mask again.

Now it's not just him, but the whole world has changed a lot.

This time, Jiang Hua did not come, and Lin Ran walked alone in the ghost market.

When I came to Higashi Valley Ghost Market again, I could feel that it was different from yesterday.

The people setting up the stalls have changed.

Lin Ran was even thinking about whether he would ever meet those tomb robbers from Panjiayuan.

Compared to the night market in Panjiayuan, the East Shigu Ghost Market is indeed much deserted.

Originally, because of its proximity to the cemetery, no one came near it at night.

Even so, it does not affect the enthusiasm of traders.

There were people rushing on both sides one after another.

The stall owners in the ghost market have already chosen a place to set up their stalls.

Lin Ran wandered around for a while. If he looked carefully, he saw that there were many more stall owners in the ghost market today than yesterday, and the items were more diverse.

Or because autumn is approaching, stall owners are eager to get rid of their goods and go home for the holidays.

Many stall owners are outsiders and will not spend time in the capital all the time.

On the stall, there are various small items.

Lin Ran did not go directly to the stall owner from yesterday. It was too obvious now that he planned to buy two things first.

His eyes kept scanning the surrounding stalls. The bronzes looked fake at first glance, and even if they were real, they were very expensive, so Lin Ran focused on ceramics and jade.

There were not many people, but it was a lot more lively than last year.

Lin Ran stopped in front of a stall.

There are a large number of ceramic products on display at the stalls, ranging from simple blue and white porcelain plates to exquisite painted bottles.

When he stopped, he was surprised to find that the stall owner was a young woman.

He was wearing a plain black shirt and light blue jeans, with a gentle smile on his face.

Generally speaking, antique sellers are basically 40-50 year old men. This can give people a sense of "security" and has become an unwritten rule in the industry.

In order to sell their goods, some teams will buy some old clothes and dress up as sellers of this age group.

There are very few stall owners like her who appear without makeup.

The stall owner noticed Lin Ran stopping in front of the stall. She closed the book she was reading and asked with a smile: "Sir, do you like anything?"

"No, just take a look."

"Sir, why are you wearing a mask?" she asked curiously.

"Is this your first time setting up a stall here?" Lin Ran asked.

Originally, customers and stall owners only talked about goods, not any personal matters.

But the stall owner spoke first, and Lin Ran also asked a question.

She stuck out her tongue: "Yes, my grandpa...forget it, you can just take a look."

The stall owner seemed to realize that what she said was a bit impolite. The rule of the ghost market is not to ask about your whereabouts or itinerary. She talked too much.

Lin Ran nodded, squatted down, and checked the goods on the stall.

In fact, the goods on the stall were similar to what Lin Ran had seen elsewhere. The quantity of goods was small, and the quality was also uneven.

There were a few items that Lin Ran could tell were modern imitations just by looking at them, and they were worthless.

I was a little disappointed, but I found a good thing in the corner of the stall.

A snuff bottle.

Snuff is a bit unfamiliar to people today. It is actually a product made from fermented tobacco leaf powder, mixed with spices, and inhaled through the nose.

It was first brought to China by Italian missionaries during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

At first, only the royal family could enjoy it, but gradually business opportunities were discovered, and it was promoted to the hands of court officials. It was then improved through local improvements, and eventually developed into an item that anyone with money could enjoy.