"Mr. Luo, your pile of porcelainware here should be worth around 80 thousand yuan. They are considered the wares of a prominent family within the Ming dynasty! It would be difficult to even earn 20 thousand yuan for the wares of peasant families! They're usually only worth a few hundred yuan each." After Wang Yousheng finished speaking, he looked at the surrounding terrain. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "By the way, Mr. Luo, do you realize that this area likely contains an ancient building of some sort?"
"Yeah, that was what I thought. After all, I've dug up all sorts of household stuff, ranging from the building's rafters, its rivets, wardrobes, and various other furniture!"
Luo Feng nodded.
"Hmm, just maybe, but I feel like the building here was not a regular house."
"After all, no affluent family would just build an isolated mansion in the middle of nowhere. It's more likely that this used to be a temple!"
