Chapter 166 Country Banquet

In the center of the wheat field, a two-person tall black tower made of coal blocks is hung with festive red paper flowers, and a large blessing character is stuck in the center. There is also an iron frame fence around the black tower, which is 20 meters away from the coal tower.

It was about one meter wide, safely separating people from the coal tower. The children chased and cheered in circles around the coal tower, and occasionally the adults would not scold them harshly.

There were more than 20 large tables set up in the wheat field, with lanterns hanging above them, making the whole wheat field brightly lit. Villagers from all over the village, supporting their young and old, sat around the table, cracking melon seeds and chatting, laughing and laughing.

Around these tables, there were several temporary earthen stoves set up, with steaming large pots on them, and some women were busy making soup and cooking meat in front of the stoves.

Xiao Ran passed by and took a look. These large pots had a clear division of labor. They were stewing chicken, pig, lamb, fish and other hard vegetables, and bursts of aroma came out. Liu Shengli's stomach growled for a while, and a young girl heard it and said to him

She smiled shyly, took a bowl, put a chicken drumstick into his hand.

Liu Shengli hurriedly thanked him and started to nibble on himself while holding the bowl. Xiao Ran saw the villagers arriving one after another, bringing large pots of cold dishes and plates of golden and fragrant fried food to the big tables.

Xiao Ran and Liu Shengli were invited to the table where the village chief and some elderly people in the village met. The village chief introduced Xiao Ran to the local specialty staple food yellow rice cake with a smile on his face. This sticky, soft and glutinous food like rice cake is made from grains.

The millet is peeled and ground into powder, then mixed with water and kneaded to make it. It can be steamed in large pieces and dipped in broth to eat, or it can also be steamed and then wrapped in fillings and fried. It is a traditional festival food in this area.

Liu Shengli kept swallowing as he smelled the fragrant yellow cake. Xiao Ran kicked him sideways and started chatting with the village chief and other elderly people. Xu Er, as the host and translator who entertained Xiao Ran, was also allowed to interact with the elders as an exception.

Deskmates.

After a while, large pots of meat were also served on the table. In addition to the stew in the big pot, two roast hares were also placed on each table, which were hunted nearby by the young people in the village.

After all the dishes were served, the busy women also took their children to sit down. The village chief stood up and began to speak. With Xu Er's translation and partial understanding of the general content, Xiao Ran understood that the general idea of ​​what the village chief said was

Thanks to the good leadership of the country and the good weather, Futou Village is prospering this winter. Everyone will continue to work hard in following the national policies next year, and life will get better and better. Finally, I invite scholars from the capital to speak.

Hearing the last sentence, Xiao Ran was a little stunned for a moment. But when the village chief said this, he had no choice but to stand up and imitate Hu Bayi's usual words. He first praised the national policies and then read

A few poems by great people, and finally I wish Futou Village prosperity.

These simple words drew applause from the villagers, and the old people at the same table kept nodding, praising that this was a real scholar and that he spoke well, which made Xiao Ran's face turn red with embarrassment.

After speaking, the banquet started. The village chief lit a short firewood pole and threw it on the coal tower. The flames instantly filled the entire coal tower. The villagers cheered and applauded in unison, and then the village chief announced that the banquet officially started.

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Xu Er explained in a low voice beside him that it is said that in the past, lighting a prosperous fire depended on luck. If you light it once, it will be prosperous next year. If you light it unsuccessfully, your ancestors will be punished. But now the feudal superstition has been wiped out, leaving only lively and festive customs, so

Some kerosene has been poured on the coal pile in advance, so it is absolutely instantaneous.

Xiao Ran drank a glass of wine and ate yellow rice cakes with broth, and completely understood in his heart that it was impossible for this Futou Village to engage in such messy things.

While pushing cups and changing dishes, he listened carefully to the tableware in his hands and on the table, and found that only one or two old bowls and plates with chips or copper nails were old items from the Yuan Dynasty, but the sound was muffled because of damage.

, most of the others are silent modern products. In fact, you don’t need to listen, these modern bowls and plates have the word "Award" written in big red on them, as well as some slogans with the characteristics of the era.

Xiao Ran saw that the old village chief had drank to his heart's content, so he used the excuse of learning about historical relics to inquire about the nearby tombs and Yuan Dynasty antiques in the villagers' homes.

After the old village chief explained, he realized that archaeological units at the provincial, city and county levels had come to collect antiques many times. Those bowls and plates with award words on them were rewards for the villagers' cooperation with the country. The old village chief's family even

There is also a certificate of award. Because Pingcheng is surrounded by coal belts, many large tombs have been excavated during coal mining, and most of the cultural relics have been urgently rescued by archaeological departments at all levels. There are also some tombs that the formal departments have not had time to discover.

Grave robbers from all over the place dug up everything.

The dozens of cultural relics that the three antique dealers came to collect last time were dug out from their ancestral graves when the villagers of Futou Village collectively moved the graves at the beginning of this month. They were deceived by the fake letter of introduction and did not wait for their superiors to

The archaeological unit came and handed over the antiques in a daze.

All in all, there are basically no valuable ancient tombs in the nearby places where people can visit. Even if there are, they have not even been dug out in large coal mines with professional excavation equipment, and their depth is not something ordinary people can discover. If

I really want to find ancient tombs. Maybe there are still a few hidden in the ravines on the plateau adjacent to Inner Mongolia to the west.

Xiao Ran thought for a while, took out the photo with his father's back, asked the old village chief to see where it was, and lied that an archaeological team member had disappeared here.

The old village chief looked at the kerosene lamp for a long time and said that he had never seen this place before, but he had heard from his ancestors that there used to be a place commonly known as "Big Stone Ditch", which was specially used to bury dead people. Maybe the big stone in the photo

The depression where it is located is probably Dashigogou. But I haven't heard anyone mention it about Feiyu Mountain.

Xiao Ran was a little discouraged at this time. He had known that he should have brought Hu Bayi here. Since it was a place dedicated to burying dead people, it might be a treasure of Feng Shui. He should be able to find it with his secret Feng Shui skills.

But the matter has come to this, so we can only finish the things in front of us first. Xiao Ran simply let go of his stomach and drank heartily with the old people at the same table and the young people who kept coming to toast. In addition to the home-brewed wine in the village,

There is also Fenjiu specially brought from the county town, which is soft, sweet and has a long aftertaste.

Xiao Ran drank one cup after another, and soon he passed out drunk on the table. Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard the village chief and the old people at the same table chatting about things related to him.

An old voice said: "Grandma... can fly..."

Xiao Ran didn't know how he returned to Xu Er's house, let alone how he got on the Tukang. He only remembered that in his dream, countless large flying insects emerged from the heads of wild cats and flew to Futou Village.

The villagers were wearing ancient clothes, sitting around the fire and drinking wine just like last night. But the bugs got into the scalps of the villagers one by one, and stretched out thin legs like dead branches from all around to fix themselves.

On human head.

One of them turned his head, and it was Xu Er's face, covered with blood, staring at his dead eyes with dilated and white pupils, and kept shouting: "Xiao Gang... Xiao Gang..."

He felt a squirming movement in his pocket, and when he took it out, he saw a strange insect lying in his hand, twisting its body and slowly opening its wings.
Chapter completed!