Traveling to modern times, I became the most useless person in the archeology department.
Experts from across the province gathered together to argue over a newly unearthed bronze tripod with inscriptions from the Han Dynasty. They stared at the carbon-14 report and quoted scriptures, but no one could convince anyone.
I only glanced at it.
The clay in Dingzu is "living soil" - mixed with glue by the fakers. The record of "gold gold" in the inscription, the process and official positions are all correct, but there is one missing piece of death certificate that only those who have actually participated in the Han Dynasty ceremony can see.
I got a basin of water and washed away the mud in front of everyone. In the hidden place of the tripod, the tool marks of modern lathes are clearly visible.
The whole place was dead silent.
The veteran expert who led the team asked me why.
I put down the brush: "In my previous life, I was a person who repaired cultural relics for the emperor."
