In the early years, local tomb robbers in Luoyang were very ruthless. Because of conflicts of interest, there were many cases of burying people alive behind their backs.
I witnessed all this with my own eyes behind a big tree. My heart was pounding. I never dared to show my head. If I said I wasn't afraid, I would be lying. I was afraid.
Thinking of Mr. Li's smiling and kind face during the day, and comparing it to just now...it can be said that they are completely different.
I hid until these people dispersed, and then I dared to go down the mountain quietly.
After returning home at about 5 o'clock in the morning, I told the boss about this.
As soon as he finished washing his face, he wiped his face and said: "Yunfeng, don't say anything. Mr. Li is from Tian Sanjiu. What you saw at night should not be told to anyone but me. Quan pretends that he didn't see it."
They were the ones who provoked Mr. Li first, and those two people may have become immortals."
The "Cheng Di Xian" mentioned on the head is a slang term in the industry, which means that after offending someone, you will be killed by the gangsters. This is the saying of the older generation in the north, while the south calls this kind of "living species".
Many new post-2000 tomb robbers don’t understand this kind of old incision. For example, the northern sect calls big tombs “big piers”, the southern sects call them “big mushrooms”, and tomb robbers also call them “dig withering” and so on.
It's daybreak, breakfast is at 8 o'clock in the morning, on the dining table.
Yuan Bao's face was pale and he looked weak.
He looked listless while eating, and his new wife, Xiaoxiaguang, lowered her head to eat and said nothing.
At this time, Douyazai touched me and whispered: "Fengzi, what do you think I said? It's really powerful. The little lady's waist is a life-threatening knife. Most people will never be able to withstand it."
I poked him with my chopsticks to tell him to shut up.
At this time, he raised his head and took a sip of tea, smiled and said: "Master Li, I think you will have a great-grandson soon."
The new daughter-in-law turned red with embarrassment, stood up and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes," and ran away. Yuanbao followed her out.
Watching the two people leave, the old man smiled as if from the bottom of his heart. He said: "Old friend, it is my greatest wish to have a grandson, so I will lend you a good word."
He nodded: "Master Li, what I told you yesterday..."
"I know."
"Xian Sheng, you also know that the situation in our area has been tense since the year before last. The blacksmith shops in the village have been forced to close and no shovels are allowed in Luoyang. There are spies in the village. Anyone who dares to do it secretly will be caught by the relevant departments.
The punishment will ruin everything.”
He was telling the truth. In those years, the local blacksmiths in Luoyang who used Luoyang shovels were punished to death by relevant departments. This situation continued until the next 10 or 11 years, when Luoyang shovels were rated as Henan Province
The intangible cultural heritage project has gotten a little better.
If it weren't for the efforts of "that handful of people", you wouldn't be able to buy a Luoyang shovel online at all now. Only archaeological teams can use it legally, just like buying a native gun, which is controlled.
The most authentic Luoyang shovel in the world is produced near Hougou Village and Sanshili Village. The Li family has long given up on blacksmithing, because it is more profitable to rob tombs than to help others make tools.
If you want to do something good, you must first sharpen your tools.
I came here by train with a big head, and I didn’t dare to bring the Luoyang shovel and other tools I originally bought. Now that I have arrived at this holy land of tomb robbers, I must buy a few good Luoyang shovels. Otherwise, I won’t be able to do anything without a shovel.
Of course, many people in the village have them, so we can buy their old ones.
But I feel it is unlucky. I don’t want to use second-hand goods that others have used. I want all my things to be first-hand and good.
Putting down the tea cup, Mr. Li smiled and said to the boss: "Old friend, we are all good citizens who abide by the law and naturally respond to the call of the country."
"But I can recommend a person to you. You can go to him for help and order a few. This is the person with a bit of a weird temper."
Mr. Li said: "This man lives in Xingyang City near Luoyang. His specific address is in Xishan, Dongguang, Guangwu Town, Xingyang. In a village on the mountain, he is an old man living alone. He has a nickname called Kong Laoxie."
When he mentioned this man, the old man was full of praise. He raised his thumb and said, "Old friend, I dare say that this man's shovel is the best in the world. Who knows how to use it?"
