There is a small river to the north of the intersection of Jinzhan Village. I saw a girl cooking by the river. The lid of the pot was steaming. I don't know if she was steaming buns or something.
Shaanxi is the hometown of pasta. Many people here steam their own steamed buns. The steamed buns bought from outside are not good and are too soft. The steamed buns that are as big as your fist disappear when you pinch them and become the size of eggs.
If this woman doesn't sleep, what does she want to do when she wakes up in the middle of the night?
I was curious and asked to go take a look.
This woman is the one who went to Mengwang. If I remember correctly, the old man holding the lantern called her Yuanyuan.
"Are you two?" She recognized me, after all, we had just taken a taxi together.
I said it's only what time it is and it's still dark. Why don't you go to the river to make a fire and cook? Can't you cook at home? Let me see what's cooking in the pot.
"do not move!"
The girl immediately stood up and stopped in front of the pot, shouting angrily: "Get out!"
I asked you how to curse people, do you have any quality?
I'll ask you what's steaming in the pot. Why, you still want to hit me.
"Does what I steam in the pot have anything to do with you? Do you want to eat it? Okay, one hundred yuan each."
five minutes later.
Brother Yu and I were puffing away while eating jujube cakes.
Brother Yu asked me how it was and whether it smelled good.
I said it was delicious, but after adding stick noodles, it was really sweet and fragrant.
The girl named Yuanyuan smiled and said: "I'm eating for half price, only 50 yuan."
I smiled and said, "What are you doing by the river? You can't do it at home?"
"I came here because my family didn't let me. I steamed it before dawn and sent it to my boyfriend at seven in the morning."
I took two more pieces from the pot, threw one to Brother Yu and said, "Your name is Yuanyuan, right? I saw just now that you searched for tomb robbers online. What, you want to rob tombs?"
The girl wore an apron and frowned: "I'm curious about what happened to Sou Sou. So what if you saw it? Are you a policeman? Arrest me."
I smiled and said that I am not a policeman, I just know a little bit.
"You know this? Have you ever robbed a tomb?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I have never stolen anything. I just have some hobbies and know a little bit."
"Is there an ancient tomb somewhere?" I asked, pretending not to care.
It’s a lie that I spent a hundred yuan to eat jujube cakes, but it’s true to ask questions.
People in the tomb robbing business are expected to hear and ask questions. I just asked, I couldn't ask directly, I had to talk, because my intuition told me that this Yuanyuan was hiding some information, and I wanted to trick her out.
She looked at me and smiled: "Where is this? This is Xi'an."
After all, she was a young girl, so I gave her money and talked to her, which made her let her guard down.
She looked around and whispered: "Hey, let me tell you something. I have a classmate whose second uncle does this. The year before last, my family bought a small western-style house."
"Oh? Really? Making money like this? What about your classmate's second uncle now? Is he still doing it?"
"I quit. I just entered and was sentenced to twelve years."
My eyelids jumped, and I said: "Do you want to do it? You need to know where there is a tomb, how about we cooperate. I am short of money and I want to do it."
The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't say I don't know. Even if I know, why should I cooperate with you? I have to cooperate with professionals like my classmate Er Shu."
I thought to myself, "If your classmate's second uncle had been a major, he wouldn't have been there for twelve years."
"Yunfeng, stop talking." Brother Yu said that a car came by the roadside. The driver got out and relieved himself. Let's go talk to someone and take a ride. This place is still dozens of miles away from the city. Brother Yu said and trotted off.
passed.
After a few minutes, Brother Yu waved to me, meaning that he had negotiated with someone and could take us with him.
Before leaving, I looked at the girl who was lighting the fire and said, "You have a mobile phone, please leave me your number."
The girl poked at the firewood, raised her head and said, "Why should I keep your phone number? I have a boyfriend, and you are so ugly, you have no chance."
I couldn't help laughing.
"Leave a number, you're actually not that good looking either."
