People need time to grow up. If Dou Sprout and I encountered this matter a few years later, we would definitely not handle it this way. We were still half-grown children at the time, and we did things without considering the consequences.
Three days after Liu Yuanning came back, he drove an ordinary Beijing-brand pickup truck and parked beside the Shapotou National Highway.
"What are you doing, Boss Wang? Why do you live in this wilderness?" Liu Yuanning got out of the pickup truck and talked while walking.
Welcoming the person over, the two parties chatted for a few minutes after meeting. I heard that the Ashoka Pagoda he took was booked by a private owner who believed in Buddhism. The specific price was unclear, but judging from Liu Yuanning's demeanor at the time, he
Earned a lot.
Originally, the silver-plated white horse flat pot was planned to be sold to Liu, but he changed his mind temporarily. He said that the white horse flat pot had greater uses, so he didn't let Liu see it. I hid it in another bag alone.
inside.
I opened the zipper of my backpack and Liu Yuanning looked at the goods carefully and said: "Wang Boutou, Xixia copper flat kettles. There are too many of these bottles and it is difficult to ship them all at once. I have to sell them one by one to save money, so
This is the price”
She looked at him and said, "Fifteen, 22 each. You have the final say on the price of the copper miscellaneous items. There will be no counter-offering."
Liu Yuanning negotiated the price: "22 won't work, it's no profit, let's go with 15."
He shook his head and said nothing.
"How about 18?"
He still didn't speak, and the two looked at each other expressionlessly for several minutes.
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Liu Yuanning relaxed his stern face and suddenly smiled: "Wang Boss, you just called me over this time. It seems that you have convinced me. Okay, 22 is 22, I won't talk about it. 15 copper flats
I’ll pack the pot for 33 for you, and I’ll count the copper miscellaneous items as 4 lines, right? A total of 37?”
He smiled and stretched out his right hand.
Liu Yuanning held the handle and smiled and said: "Then let's do this this time. When the goods are available, remember to think of me, brother. The money is in the car, so come with me to get it."
The passenger of the pickup truck had a plastic bag. Liu Yuanning took out a dozen stacks and then gave the plastic bag to me.
"Look, little brother, there are 37 in total."
I nodded and looked at the plastic bag. There were ten thousand bundles in it, and I counted exactly 37 bundles.
He opened the car door, threw two large bags in and got into the car. Before leaving, he raised his head and said: "Be careful of turtle doves on the road."
Liu Yongning stuck his head out and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Boss. Turtle doves also need to eat. They won't scream when they are cooked. Let's go." After saying this, he turned around and drove the pickup off the national highway.
"What is a turtle dove? Bean sprouts asked curiously.
I said: "Turtle doves are birds that specialize in catching insects to eat."
Dou Sprout thought for a long time, clapped his hands and said, "I understand! We are insects!"
"Go away, you are a bug." I scolded him with a smile.
The payment for the goods was not divided this time. Xiaomiao paid for the incident. We were the ones who caused the problem. We settled the matter with our own money. I was too embarrassed to ask for a share of the money.
The reason why Bao kept the white horse flat pot on his head was because he wanted to take the flat pot to see someone. This person was a retired old researcher from Yinchuan Xixia Museum named Wednesday Shun. (pseudonym)
According to what I later learned about this person, Zhou Shushun joined the archaeological team when he was fifteen years old. The archaeological conditions in the northwest were difficult at that time. Zhou Shushun experienced the Niya ruins and culture, the Xiaohe cemetery ruins, the ancient Jingjue country ruins, and the Tongtian ruins.
Cave ruins, Husta ruins, Kizil Grottoes, Xixia royal tombs, etc. This man can be said to be a living fossil in the archaeological community of the Northwest and the founder of desert archeology. His apprentice wrote the "General Theory of Desert Archeology" with his help.
Completed with guidance.
I went to find him with a white horse vase on my head. The ultimate goal was to decipher the secrets of the parchments hidden in the Asoka Tower, and to see if there was any connection between the Western Xia inscriptions on the parchments and Blackwater City, and the paintings that looked like turrets.
What are the buildings? This is all a mystery.
This is a risky move.
For decades, the archaeological team and the tomb robbers have been natural enemies. One is a good guy and the other a villain. They are incompatible with each other.
But nothing in the world is absolute. There are too many examples like this in life. Some people don’t love money or power, but they also have things they are interested in.
This is the Western Xia gilt-silver copper flat kettle with bas-relief carvings of horses.
We left the national highway and rented a few bungalows in the north of Shapotou. This place was originally a company's warehouse. There were no people around and it was very secluded. The conditions were very poor. We slept on the floor and ate by ourselves. But it was safe.
I went out in the morning that day, and when I came back at noon, things were completely different.
He dressed himself up well. He bought a brand-name suit and a good watch. His new leather shoes were polished and his hair was combed meticulously. No one looked at this look like an old man who robbed a tomb. He was clearly a spirited old man.
"You're so handsome," Dou Sprout said after walking around in a circle: "I wear glasses and look like a turtle. These leather shoes are so bright that they can shine on people's faces. I guess I can charm a lot of old ladies on the street."
ah."
He smiled and said, "I'm going out for a few days. Please pay attention to your safety these days."
"How many days will it take?" I asked.
"It's hard to say. Anyway, I will come back when the matter comes to an end. Unless there is an emergency, please don't call me. If anything happens, I will contact you." He explained a few more words to us, and then left with a small bag on his head.
The bag contains a white horse copper kettle.
The next morning after leaving the head.
"Xiao Xuan, it's your turn to cook. I cooked instant noodles last night," Dou Sprout said.
"What are we going to eat? There seems to be no vegetables but potatoes. There is still a piece of meat that I bought before I left." Xiaoxuan said.
I said, how about you cook something for me? Just stir-fry potatoes and stew and steam some rice.
Xiaoxuan nodded and said yes.
An hour later, Xiaoxuan sheepishly brought a basin of something.
Dou Sprouts pointed at the basin with wide eyes and said: "What is this, coal frying?"
Xiaoxuan whispered, "I'm sorry, the fire was too hot and I forgot to put in the oil."
"Okay, Yazai, try it, maybe it tastes good," I said.
Bean Sprout picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
"How is it?" Xiaoxuan carefully watched the bean sprouts chewing.
"puff!"
Dou Sprout couldn't hold it back and vomited all of it on Xiaoxuan's face.
"you!"
The two began to run around the hut, Xiaoxuan picked up and threw everything, and Bean Sprouts turned around in panic and said it tasted too bad and couldn't hold it back.
Later, I didn't dare to let her cook anymore. She couldn't cook any vegetables well, and the food she made was unpalatable, too unpalatable.
There weren't many people at the Shapotou tourist attraction at that time, and there were even fewer people after closing at 6 o'clock every day. There were no security guards. The aunt at the gate was just putting insoles in the small post box and didn't care at all.
We were bored during the day, so at night we would sneak in over the wall, play in the square for a while, and then go down the slope and slide down on wooden boards. There were some fruit trees at the bottom of the slope. I don’t know what kind of tree they were, but they were seven or eight meters tall.
rice, the leaves are purple-red, and the fruits are yellow, as big as half a table tennis ball, sweet and sour, and bean sprouts often go up the trees to steal them, put them in bags and take them back to eat.
Baotou walked away for five days. On the sixth day, I was boiling water in the yard at noon when Baotou suddenly came back. His expression was extremely solemn when he came back compared to when he left.
I have never seen such a look on his face. Even if the Asoka Pagoda lost Xiaomiao and found us, he has never looked so serious.
Because.
Ashoka Pagoda hidden in the belly of the mummy in Blackwater City.
The parchment hidden in the body of Asoka's stupa.
All this was deciphered by the translator who was looking for the head of the literary and historical circles. The information recorded on the parchment occurred in the late Western Xia Dynasty.
Why is the boss so serious?
Because the events recorded on the parchment were explosive.
