Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

On a stone the size of a palm, there are densely packed characters.

"Let me see it quickly."

Professor Lin took the stone, held it above his head, and looked at it in the sunlight for a long time.

He became incredibly excited: "This could very well be Shang or Zhou dynasty script! Quick, look around, is there anything else?"

Upon hearing this, several students bent down and searched through the excavated archaeological pit, and soon found several similar stones.

They were put together and combined to form a stone slab.

In addition, a bronze artifact was unearthed from the pit. After the soil was cleaned off, a small bronze cauldron engraved with taotie patterns was revealed.

Professor Lin stared at the stone slab, his eyes gleaming: "What a discovery! These inscriptions, and this small bronze cauldron, are very likely from the Shang and Zhou dynasties! No, judging by the color, it seems to be even earlier than the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Could it be the legendary Xia dynasty?"

"As the ancients said, 'The great flood was devastating, and Yu laid out the land.' If this is truly a relic of the Xia Dynasty, then this trip has been absolutely worthwhile!"

Xia Dynasty?

Chen Jianming was shocked; in his previous life, he had browsed a lot of information about the Xia Dynasty.

However, at that time, many people believed that the Xia Dynasty did not exist, and the archaeological community held differing opinions on this matter.

Professor Lin couldn't hide his excitement: "If it really is a Xia Dynasty relic, then this area must be the site of our ancestors' activities. Xiao Chen, let's go back first. I need to take this stone slab and the bronze tripod back and report it immediately."

"it is good."

After packing their things, the group left Xuri Ridge.

As spring arrives and all things revive, the wild animals in the mountains have become restless these past few days.

While they were excavating the ruins, Chen Jianming hunted a lot of game, which the students enjoyed immensely.

In the past, when they were doing archaeological work, they would never have had such opportunities to eat meat, so everyone's attitude towards Chen Jianming was different now.

Especially Qingqing and another female student, they liked to get close to him whenever they had a chance.

He didn't want any drama of love and hate to disrupt his return to the city, so he deliberately kept his distance from the group.

It took another day for everyone to return to the cabin on Heiyu Mountain.

After a short rest, Professor Lin, despite his fatigue, said, "Xiao Chen, thank you for your help these past few days. This excavation of the ruins is no small matter, we need to get back quickly."

"So eager? A little bit of time won't make a difference. Have a meal before you go. I'll go cook right away."

Professor Lin glanced at the students, who were all rooted to the spot and standing still. He could only say, "Well... alright, then we'll have to trouble you, Xiao Chen. You've been so kind to prepare food for us and take care of us these past few days."

While Chen Jianming was in the kitchen cooking, two female students surrounded him.

"Professor, when we get back to school, could you write a letter of commendation for Xiao Chen? You've always valued talent, and he's so learned and talented; he shouldn't be wasted in a place like this," Yu Qingqing said, blinking her eyes.

After spending a few days together, she had a very good impression of Chen Jianming. Not only was he good at hunting, but he had also read so many books, many of which even his professors didn't know.

Most importantly, she's quite good-looking.

"Yes, Professor, Xiao Chen has been busy these past few days, helping us a lot," another female student added.

Professor Lin glanced at the two of them and said with a smile, "You don't need to tell me that. I've seen Xiao Chen's performance these past few days. I will naturally write a letter of commendation. I also plan to contact some friends in Beijing to see if we can find a way to transfer Xiao Chen back."

He then changed the subject: "However, everyone has their own ambitions, and we can't underestimate Xiao Chen. He's been deliberately keeping his distance from us these past few days; maybe he just enjoys the quiet life in the mountains and doesn't want to leave."

Chen Jianming prepared two plump pheasants and was busy in the kitchen by himself, completely unaware of what the others were saying.

Otherwise, he would definitely slap Professor Lin twice!

If it weren't for returning to the city, what would he be doing all these days going on archaeological expeditions with them?

Who would be stupid enough to stay in this desolate wilderness!

Soon, he brought out a large bowl of fragrant, steaming stewed pheasant and placed it in front of the group.

"It smells so good, Xiao Chen. You've worked so hard these past few days, making us all sorts of delicious food." Yu Qingqing sniffed.

"Yes, thank you so much for these past few days!"

The others also expressed their gratitude. They had been busy with archaeology these past few days, and Chen Jianming had been the one hunting and cooking. They felt a little embarrassed now.

"Of course, I promised Brother Erhu that I would take good care of you. Besides, you're doing archaeology, so I can't help you with anything else." Chen Jianming waved his hands repeatedly.

The chicken soup made with pheasant was very delicious, and he served everyone a large bowl.

During lunch, the male student in the Zhongshan suit didn't forget to ask about the details of the archaeology: "Professor, do you think that bronze artifact is from the Shang and Zhou dynasties?"

Professor Lin didn't answer. Instead, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Chen Jianming: "Xiao Chen, why don't you tell us?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze towards him.

After spending these few days together, Professor Lin had clearly come to approve of this young man from the mountains.

Chen Jianming glanced at the small bronze ding, pondered for a moment, and slowly said, "I don't think this is from the Shang or Zhou period. Ding were ritual vessels, and as far as I know, bronze ritual vessels from the Shang and Zhou periods had relatively regular patterns and looked quite exquisite. They were generally reserved for royalty and nobility."

"The small tripod in front of us is a bit rough, and the patterns look rather simple and ancient. It should have been made by hand by our ancestors in earlier times."

He only touched on the point briefly and didn't say much more.

He didn't want to be invited by Professor Lin to teach again.

Even so, the students were stunned.

As Professor Lin's students, they dared not easily determine which dynasty the bronze artifact belonged to, but they did not expect this young man to be so certain.

Yu Qingqing sipped her chicken soup and asked, "Professor, is that so?"

Professor Lin's eyes lit up with satisfaction: "That's right, Xiao Chen is absolutely right. The Shang and Zhou dynasties placed great importance on ritual vessels, and royal items would never be so crude. This small tripod only has simple animal patterns carved on it, without any written records, making it more like a product of ancient people's sacrifices. Xiao Chen, you... you really are a talent. It's a disgrace to have you living in these mountains."

The young man in front of him had such keen eyes that he was just his type, and even this professor almost swore at him.

Professor Lin even considered taking the other person as a student.

He tentatively asked, "Xiao Chen, have you ever thought about joining the archaeological team? I can make an exception and admit you! With your vision, you're a natural for archaeology; it would be a waste otherwise."

"Professor, you flatter me. I only had a superficial understanding of archaeology when my father was alive. Archaeology is not a professional field for me."

Chen Jianming quickly refused.

Just by looking at Professor Lin, you can tell how arduous archaeology is. Anyone who wants to go can go; he has no desire to participate.

"Alright then, everyone has their own ambitions. Since you don't have this idea, I won't force you."

Professor Lin nodded regretfully.