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 advertised for a few hundred cents.
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 old houses where people live in the old city. This is a method of waiting for the rabbit 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 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", 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, it is 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 I would ask where I came from, and I would be threatened 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 the weight would exceed a thousand kilograms. He walked for more than a mile to the foot of the mountain.
A heavy fog suddenly appeared by the river, and the strange man disappeared into the mountains and forests without a trace. Later, when I recalled it, I thought it was the passage 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 anyway.
It means that a man named Yu Sheng had a leisurely evening and went for a walk on horseback. Diao Macheng 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 that year, maybe 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 many local journals that I had not read, so I got up and told the boss to go find some food 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."
There was no response when I knocked on the door, so I guessed it was at Ah Chun's place. I went down to the second floor and looked inside 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.
