I haven’t slept so well in a long time. I woke up feeling refreshed in the morning and stretched out. I went back and forth looking for clothes. It suddenly occurred to me that I had washed the clothes last night and left them to dry in the yard.
I was wearing a pair of shorts. As soon as I opened the door, I shivered from the cold.
The snow outside the house was white, it turned out to be snowing.
Since Kangding is close to Zheduo Mountain, it snows very early every year. I heard that snowflakes started falling in August last year. You need to wear a sweater at this time, otherwise you will definitely catch a cold.
After I got dressed, lit a cigarette and went out, I suddenly saw a child in the courtyard.
"what are you doing?"
"Big brother! Big brother! I am building a snowman! But why does my snowman have no eyes? Without eyes, the snowman will not be able to see the road."
The person who spoke in a milky voice was the youngest son of the hotel owner. He was only three or four years old at the time, and he had runny nose when he talked.
I grinned, took a puff of cigarette, and then lit two black dots on the snowman's face with the cigarette.
"Look, doesn't this have eyes?"
"Wow!"
"Big brother is so awesome! The snowman has eyes!"
"Great! The snowman can see the road!" The child ran and circled happily.
I shook my head and thought, it's so damn cold today, I should wear long johns.
"Why?."
"Eyes? Eyes"
I froze in the hotel courtyard, looking up at the scattered snow falling from the sky.
A snowflake fell on my forehead and melted instantly, leaving me feeling cool.
I suddenly realized it and hurriedly ran up to the third floor and knocked on the door of the first room.
"Morning Yunfeng."
I woke up earlier and brewed a pot of strong tea on the table.
"Head, I suddenly had an idea!"
"Oh? What do you think?"
"Eye!"
"We don't have to I need to go to the Blackwater City Museum to look for those historical materials!"
"Think about it! So many party members came to Ganzi back then! It's impossible that no one saw it! And there must have been many people who saw it!"
"We only need to look through the old county records of the area at that time! We will definitely find some clues!"
He raised his head and took a sip of tea, frowned and said, "About that time."
I quickly said: "At the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty! Even in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, local county annals may have recorded it!"
He tapped his head and fingers on the table rhythmically: "This is indeed a method. Some local county annals are very reliable. The problem is that this thing is difficult to find. We will definitely not be able to see it in the museum."
I said don’t worry about your head. Museums are nothing. Compared with the stock of folk cultural relics, what’s in the museum is just a drop in the bucket! As long as we let the news out and charge a high price, there will be plenty of people to give away!
After chatting for a while, he nodded and said, "Well, you can give it a try. I happen to be free these two days, so go ahead and do it."
I said yes, and when I came out, I happened to meet Brother Yu, who had just come back with a big basket.
"Brother Yu, what's the happy event today? I bought so many vegetables, let me take a look! There are also ribs, what are these? Pork liver?"
Brother Yu smiled and said, "It's getting cold, so I'll cook some pork ribs for everyone at noon. I bought the pork liver because it looked fresh."
"It's a pity that I won't be able to come back at noon. Remember to leave some leftover for me in the evening. I'll come back and heat it up myself."
Brother Yu smiled and said no problem.
I went to the copy shop and printed hundreds of ads.
The slogans printed on them were all the same, "Purchase old books and county records from home at a high price in cash", with my phone number at the bottom.
I spent 300 yuan to find two people and asked them to post advertisements, focusing on the places to live in the old town.
Posting them around people's old houses is like waiting to find a needle in a haystack.
At noon I went to the antique market and bought more than ten old county chronicles in a store. After drinking tea with the boss, I became friends. He has been operating in the local circle for decades and knows many people. I spread the word through him.
They say I charge high prices for such things.
Every city has its own local chronicles. There are two types of local chronicles. One is written by the leaders who were officials at the time. This major involves agriculture, water conservancy, architecture, Feng Shui, food, etc.
The other kind should be called "partial ambition", but this one is more complicated.
At that time, he wrote about everything, including all kinds of gossip stories, beauties and talents, Feng Shui legends, romantic news, and anecdotes. The writers insisted that what they recorded were all things they had heard or seen.
This kind of ancient book was easy to collect in those days, but it is not easy to collect it now.
Because many local chronicles also record the locations of many "unknown ancient tombs", tomb robbers can often analyze clues from them and become rich overnight.
As I said, as long as you are willing to pay, someone will give it to you. On the first day, we received dozens of local chronicles, ranging from the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty. Many of the books were too bad to be read. They were all true. This stuff
It wasn't fake back then, so it's worthless.
Late at night, in a hotel room.
"Boss, look at this passage."
I put my reading glasses on my head and took it over to read. This local chronicle is called "Dingli Chronicles" and was written by a man named Yu Sheng in the Yuan Dynasty.
The first half of the book is useless, written in a mess, but at the back of the book, there is such a thing recorded.
"Xiao Sheng had some free time in the past, so he rode his horse for a night trip. At midnight, he walked to the south of Diao Ma City. Suddenly he saw a horse team and dozens of strange people. They all had beards and shaved heads, and wore animal clothes. They looked like wild beards.
Like a disaster victim, I was afraid that if I asked where I came from, I would be intimidated and expelled. Xiaosheng followed him to the east of the city and saw that there were more than 20 wooden boxes on the truck. He carefully inspected the tracks and found that he was afraid that they weighed more than a thousand kilograms. He walked more than a mile to the foot of the mountain.
By the river, heavy fog suddenly appeared, strange people He disappeared into the mountains and forests without a trace, and when he recalled it later, he thought he was passing through the corridors of Yin soldiers."
I just made this up, the book has long since disappeared, and I can’t remember the original text clearly, but it’s almost the same.
It means that a man named Yu Sheng had a leisurely evening and went for a walk on horseback. Diao Ma City was the ancient Kangding County. He saw a strange carriage team in the south of the city, which looked like barbarians and disaster victims. He asked where you came from.
Yes, people drove him away.
Yu Sheng refused to give up and followed him on foot. He saw more than 20 large boxes on the car. Because of the deep wheels, he thought the boxes were very heavy. Then suddenly there was a heavy fog! When he came out of the fog, he was surprised.
He found that both the weirdo and the cavalry had disappeared. Looking back the next day, he thought that he had encountered a Yin soldier taking advantage of the passage at night, so he recorded the whole incident in a book.
After reading it, he raised his head and frowned and said, "The cavalry and the weirdos written in this book should be the party members who escaped back then, maybe they are nobles, but where did the box go?"
"Yes! Where are the more than twenty big boxes?!"
They were escaping from Zhongxing Mansion in Ningxia. It was impossible for them to take nothing with them. Maybe those big boxes contained gold and silver treasures from the Xixia Palace!
There were still a lot of local journals that I hadn’t read, so I got up and told the boss to go find something to eat and come back to continue reading.
I went into the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot and searched everywhere. Brother Yu said he would leave stewed ribs for me tonight, but he couldn't find it.
"Brother Yu, have you slept, brother Yu?! There's nothing to eat in the kitchen."
I knocked on the door but got no response, so I guessed it was Achun's place. I went down to the second floor and looked in through the crack in the door.
There were no lights on in the room, but a dim bedside lamp was on.
Ah Chun's back was turned to me. She was kneeling on the ground with bare feet, and her hands seemed to be holding something to chew.