"Why don't you scold me anymore? I don't have the strength anymore?" Aza's voice outside the door sounded a bit mocking.
I leaned against the door and gasped, feeling discouraged.
What's the use of scolding him?
No matter how hard you scold, it's useless, it still won't change the status quo.
Hearing me stop talking, Aza outside the door said: "We are not at the end of our rope yet. You are lucky if you meet me. Many people don't know about this. I know that there may be an ancient tomb in a place, and
It hasn’t been discovered yet.”
I immediately cheered up and listened to him.
"I'm just telling you, it doesn't matter whether it happens or not. You have to try your luck."
Aza said: "When I was in the first grade of junior high school, a second uncle of my family worked as a laborer for the construction team digging wells and doing odd jobs. The second uncle dug up a pile of copper coins at Pingji Fort. I have seen them, and they were all rusty.
It was a big lump of iron. I heard that someone found a bronze mirror, and in the end it was sold to a scrapyard as scrap copper. I didn’t hear that anyone was digging it up afterwards.”
"Pingji Fort?" I heard suspiciously.
I know this place. It is in the southwest of Xixia District, Yinchuan. It is a desolate place with few houses and only one large dairy farm. This dairy farm has been around since the 1950s. It seems to be a state-owned enterprise.
I asked Aza if the place he was talking about was Pinjibao Dairy Farm.
"You know," Aza said, yes, it was the dairy farm, specifically it should be near the dairy farm's public toilet.
I frowned and fell into thinking.
Some time ago, my little Xuan Dou sprout and I were playing around in Yinchuan. We passed by the dairy farm twice, but we didn't see any mounds of earth sealed there.
Will there be ancient tombs?
I'm not sure.
If Aza told the truth, his second uncle had dug up lumps of copper coins that were stained with rust, and there might be a cellar there. Of course, there was also an ancient tomb.
Cellar storage was very common in ancient times, especially in the north. Before liberation, some people still used cellars.
In ancient times, whenever there was a war or natural disaster, wealthy landlords and wealthy people would start hiding things, especially in the Yuan Dynasty.
Because they were afraid that victims would come into their homes and steal things, these rich landlords would often dig a sweet potato cellar and put a large amount of copper coins in it. Some landlords would also wrap Yuan Datou in a cloth and hide it in a screen wall. After hiding it, he would directly build it with bricks.
There are many cases like this. One day these rich and landowners suddenly die, and those cellars similar to sweet potato cellars are buried underground forever.
I remember hearing a boss say that since the 1940s, there has been a group of people in the northern faction who specialize in making sweet potato pits. The slang in the industry is "digging sweet potatoes." And the northern faction who specializes in this business has an outsider.
The number is "Zhaihua."
This kind of sweet potato cellar is shallow, less than one meter above the ground, and deep, more than ten meters. The word "hua" means Yuanqinghua.
Many people know that Yuan blue and white porcelain is expensive, because the Guiguzi Xiashan jar sold for more than 200 million, but twenty or thirty years ago, no one recognized Yuan blue and white porcelain, and insiders thought it was the blue and white porcelain of the early Ming Dynasty.
Yuan blue and white is at its peak when it is born, and its firing history has no transition period and development period. This is a mystery in academia. Because it is mysterious and rare, it is valuable.
The first group of people in the northern faction to slaughter flowers all made a fortune!
Many people dug into the cellars and found Yuan blue and white flowers.
People in Guangxing know that there are Dingxing Cellar in Hebei, Linxi Cellar in Inner Mongolia, Baoheshao Cellar in Hohhot, Gaoan Cellar in Jiujiang, Jiangxi, Shexian Cellar in Anhui, Santai Cellar in Sichuan, Jurong Cellar in Jiangsu, etc.
Yinchuan is located in the northwest. I have never heard that there is a famous cellar here. After thinking about it carefully, what Aza said is not impossible.
Aza was afraid that Jin Fenghuang would become suspicious, so he didn't dare to stay too long. He left a word and left.
"Xiang Yunfeng, that's all I know. You're acting like a dead horse at the moment anyway. Give it a try."
.......
the next day.
Near lunch time, Jin Fenghuang hurriedly came over to see me. When he met, he asked: "How is it? Where is the ancient tomb?"
"Pingjibao Dairy Farm." I replied immediately.
"There?"
Jin Fenghuang frowned and said, "Are you sure?"
"Sure," I said. There must be an ancient tomb underground there.
He relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "Okay, let's do it this afternoon."
"Afternoon!" I exclaimed in shock, "How is it possible! I haven't stepped on the site yet, and I haven't gone down to Luoyang to explore the soil with a shovel to determine the location! How dare you in broad daylight!"
Jin Fenghuang thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, let's go have dinner."
I resisted the urge to call you an idiot.
I advised him that this was not possible. This is not how to rob a tomb. Let alone the cyclone shovel, you can barely use a shovel instead. But if you don’t even have a Luoyang shovel, it is absolutely impossible. If you don’t know where to start, you can only dig randomly.
Digging randomly.
Jin Fenghuang said yes, Luoyang shovel, right? I can get it for you before dark.
This is my first time to rob a tomb like this. I didn’t even step into the soil to explore. I decided in the afternoon that I would dig in the evening...
Jin Fenghuang kept his word and asked me to set off with him at around seven o'clock in the evening. There were about fifteen people in two Jinbei cars. There were shovels for digging in the back of the car, including two Luoyang shovels. I don't know where he got them.
of.
Then, two Jinbei vehicles headed towards Pingji Fort in a mighty manner.
Pingjibao Dairy Farm was formerly known as Pingjibao Farm. After redevelopment, it was managed and operated by Ningxia Agricultural Reclamation Group. It covers an area of nearly 10,000 acres and is very large. At that time, there were no colored steel tile walls. It was open-plan and had a gate guard who worked night shifts.
The uncle of the house was named Niu. He was in his 60s at the time. He is no longer here. His name is Niu Qingsheng.
I am deeply impressed by this Mr. Niu. You will read more about how deeply he is impressed.
The gate box is located on the main road of the dairy farm. There is a manual railing made of wood. Jin Fenghuang took me to set off at around 7 o'clock and arrived here around 7 o'clock.
"What are you doing?" the old man Niu Qingsheng came out with a flashlight and asked.
Jin Fenghuang didn't get out of the car, but one of his younger brothers got off the car and said a few words.
"Buying a cow?"
"The boss didn't inform me about this. Just wait, I'll call and ask."
When the boy heard the call, he became anxious. He immediately grabbed Uncle Niu's collar and said viciously: "Old man, stop talking nonsense. Quickly lift the pole and let us in!"
"Looking for trouble?"
"Let go." Niu Qingsheng whispered.
The young man pushed hard and pushed the old man down, and cursed and said: "Damn it, this old man has given you face. If you dare to delay our fortune, get out of here."
Niu Qingsheng got up, patted the dirt on his coat, went straight back to the guard box and closed the door with a dark face without saying a word.
"Bah! Damn old man!" The younger brother spat at the gate, then raised the railing with a smile and wanted to direct the Jinbei car to pass.
At this moment, the door to the guard box hut opened.
Niu Qingsheng's face was ashen, and he walked out holding a double-barreled gun used for hunting wild boar in both hands.
Without saying a word, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger!
"Bang!"
The barrel of the gun was smoking, and it hit Jin Fenghuang in the thigh. This kind of gun used for hunting wild boars was not accurate at long range, but it was very powerful at close range.
The little brother was lying on the ground, howling and rolling, and his right thigh was a bloody mess...
Niu Qingsheng is not only courageous and hot-tempered, but also a tiger!
Jin Fenghuang's face was moved. He opened the door and got out of the car. He looked at the old man and said, "Do you know who I am?"
The old man frowned and said, "Who are you?"
"Do the Jin brothers know?" Jin Fenghuang said and took a step forward.
The old man Niu Qingsheng immediately raised his gun and shouted: "Get out or not!"
"If you don't move, I'll shoot you to death!"
The golden wind was stunned and did not dare to move.
