It rained harder and harder late at night, and I didn't even react when the rain hit my head.
There was a loud crack of thunder!
"no."
I wiped my face and said, "Master Li, the rice dumplings you are talking about are the rice dumplings we eat? Or are you talking about the rice dumplings in the coffin?"
"It's Zongzi." The old man said calmly.
I lowered my head and looked at the weeds and loess under my feet, and thought, what are hairy rice dumplings? I have never heard of them.
At this time, Xiaoxuan came over, held on to me and asked quietly: "Yunfeng, are there really rice dumplings here? I'm a little scared."
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Anyone who is engaged in tomb robbery or archaeological team has heard the word Zongzi.
There are three main types of rice dumplings we talk about, namely "wet rice dumplings", "mold rice dumplings" and "salty rice dumplings".
Let me tell you what zongzi is.
It does not mean that the rice dumplings can move or run away. Mawangdui Xinzhui and Han Dynasty female corpse Ling Huiping are wet rice dumplings, which means that the skin is elastic and can rebound when pressed with fingers. There is moisture in the body, and the upper body is very sticky.
The sticky state of the corpse is just like the rice dumplings eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival. Think about it, after peeling off the leaves of the rice dumpling, the rice inside will be sticky. Is it sticky or stringy? That’s the feeling.
The coffin of Ling Huiping's female corpse was full of coffin fluid. The archaeological team fished it out and peeled off more than a dozen layers of wrapped silk.
This is incredible, she is a great beauty!
She has an oval face, a straight nose, lifelike double eyelids, and an attractive cherry mouth.
Up to now, she has a natural Internet celebrity face, and she is just a wet rice dumpling. If you are interested, you can go to the Internet to find pictures to see how Ling Huiping looked like when she was just unearthed.
"Moldy Zongzi" last appeared in the late Qing Dynasty.
Sun Dianying went to rob a tomb. There were five corpses buried in the underground palace, and one of them became a "mouldy rice dumpling." The corpse was not rotten, but was covered with large areas of "hard moldy spots". Some people said it was poisonous and mold would grow on anyone who touched it.
spot.
According to the archaeological team, the deceased had a history of gastrointestinal disease for more than ten years before his death, which later turned into colon cancer. He had been taking some kind of earthy herbal medicine for many years, which caused the mold to grow after his death.
There is also a "salty rice dumpling", which I have never seen before. The boss said he had seen it once, and Master Yao, who was working in Inner Mongolia, had seen more. Among them, Master Yao had even seen the high-level salty rice dumplings, the kind called "Emperor".
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It is said that the Inner Mongolia area used to belong to the Liao Kingdom. The Khitan people had the habit of curing meat and fish all year round. They were inspired by pickling. When processing corpses, they would cut open the belly, remove the internal organs, drain the water, and then use spices.
Pickle it thoroughly with coarse salt to make "salted corpse".
It takes nearly sixty pounds of coarse salt to marinate one person, so it is very, very salty!
Let me give you an analogy, if you take one bite of salted corpse, you can eat two steamed buns without any problem.
The Song Dynasty's book "The Facts of the Imperial Palace" says: "In his wealthy family, if someone died, he would cut open his abdomen with a knife, take out his intestines and stomach, and then use fragrant medicine, salt and vitriol to make a salted corpse, which could be preserved for thousands of years.
This practice in the Liao Kingdom was divided into levels. The highest level was the emperor's corpse, and that thing was called "Emperor's body".
These are the several types I know. I was puzzled at the moment and asked the old man what "hairy rice dumplings" were.
Under the persimmon tree, the paper money was almost burned, and the remaining paper money was completely wet by the rain and could not be lit.
The old man stood up, with a look of loneliness on his face.
He said: "Xiao Xiang, you are still too young. There are still many things you have never seen in this world. If you keep doing this business, you will know it when you get older."
He turned to Li Yuanbao and said, "Xiaobao, I think the rain won't stop tonight. Your parents know that you are getting married today. You and Xiaoxia should go back. Xiaoxiang, you can go together."
Li Yuanbao looked surprised, holding an umbrella and asked: "Grandpa, won't you go back with us?"
"No." The old man said with a smile: "Today is a special day. I will stay and spend more time with them. You can pick me up at dawn."
"Oh, okay."
Li Yuanbao didn't dare to be disobedient, so he immediately picked up the empty basket and waved us down the mountain.
We didn't expect it to rain so heavily when we went out, so we only brought umbrellas but no raincoats.
An umbrella was not enough for riding a motorcycle. When she got soaked in the rain, Xiaoxuan simply closed the umbrella.
The rain was pouring down.
"Slow down! Slow down!"
"Yunfeng, slow down! You can't see the road!" Xiaoxuan hugged my waist and exclaimed in fright.
I rode my motorcycle and said, "Don't worry, I'm not good at driving, but I'm a professional at riding a motorcycle and I can't knock you down."
I'm not bragging, I'm pretty good at riding a motorcycle, I can also drift, and I can ride it on bad mountain roads.
The journey was bumpy and the clothes were soaked and felt soft.
I was watching the road intently when I suddenly felt a pain!
It hurt so much that I slammed on the brakes!
"You are going crazy! What are you doing!"
Xiaoxuan wiped her face and said, "I just heard that there were rice dumplings. People were scared."
"What are you afraid of catching me for?"
Xiaoxuan added: "Take out the bird's nest."
"But please don't make trouble. It's raining so heavily. How dangerous was it to ride a bike just now? I almost hit a tree."
Xiaoxuan nodded repeatedly and said she didn't want to play anymore.
I went back more than 12 years ago and left my head behind.
I quietly opened the door and went in. The west room was dark and humming. I guess Dou Sprout and Brother Yu had already fallen asleep.
"Get me a dry towel."
"Give."
I dried my hair with a towel, washed it briefly and changed my clothes.
I didn't turn on the light, so I sat on the chair smoking and thinking about something.
