I didn't give up, so I took over another Luoyang shovel shaft and continued to go down to explore the hole and collect soil.
Soil was brought up shovel by shovel, and the depth was estimated to be more than five meters.
"Huh?"
Just then, I noticed that the color of the soil brought up by the last shovel had changed.
I hurriedly adjusted my headlamp and reached out to grab a handful of dirt I had brought up.
The soil layer five meters below is a little reddish, with a little bit of white mixed in. When you twist it back and forth with your hand, it feels a little sticky.
"wrong"
"There is really something fucking underneath this living land. Aza didn't lie to me this time!" How can I put it this way? It was like winning a lottery ticket and suddenly I was ecstatic.
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"What? Got it?" Jin Fenghuang came over and asked.
I nodded and said, "I'm 70% sure. If there is an ancient tomb underground, I will continue to explore it until I determine the boundary, shape, and size of the ancient tomb. Only by doing this can I choose the right place to excavate."
Jin Fenghuang frowned and asked how long it would take.
I said it would only take two to three hours if I was alone.
"Two or three hours? So troublesome?"
"Get off and go!"
"Everyone come here."
A dozen gangsters immediately gathered over and waited for orders.
"Have you seen it?" Jin Fenghuang pointed to the exploration hole I just dug on the ground and said, "It's right here, dig it for me!"
"receive!"
A group of people immediately started digging with shovels.
More than a dozen shovels, without any rhythmic coordination, jingled against each other from time to time, making a loud noise. This was on a dairy farm. If it had been in the city, someone would have discovered it long ago.
We dug down to a depth of more than one meter and dug a large pit about 1.5 meters in diameter. Four or five people jumped into the pit with shovels in hand and continued to throw soil up.
An hour later, the people in the pit could no longer throw soil up because it was too deep.
At this time, a young man in charge of the command ran up and said: "No way, boss! Look how deep the brothers have dug! Not to mention the ancient tomb! There is not even a hair to be seen! There is no soil to be thrown up! This kid may be tricking me."
us!"
"That's right," someone complained: "There's no hair at all. We dug so deep, so we might as well just bury this kid."
My expression changed, and I quickly explained that no, the depth is not deep enough, and you don’t even have a rope ladder! How can we dig like this?
"Believe me, look down two to three meters."
Jin Fenghuang thought about it and said that if he believed in me once, if he couldn't dig the ancient tomb, he would throw me into a pit and bury me alive.
What to do when you encounter difficulties? Then someone came up with an idea.
There was an old well in the dairy farm, and there was a hand-operated pulley on the well. They sent people to dismantle the pulley, move it over, and set it up in the hole. Then they found extra buckets and used them to lift the soil.
The man above the pit shook the wheel to lower the bucket. The man below the pit dug soil and put it in the bucket. When it was full, he shook the rope. The man above the pit winched the bucket up and dumped it.
There were already a lot of people, and using handy tools, the work was done very quickly.
"Stop! Stop first!" I heard someone shouting from under the cave.
"What's wrong!"
"Bricks! I dug a lot of bricks!"
Jin Fenghuang's face lit up, and he shouted with his flashlight: "Don't worry about the bricks, just break them open for me!"
The people in the pit were ordered to turn around and start smashing the shovels.
The top of the excavated bricks was in the shape of an arch bridge, and it was as thick as three stacks of bricks together. I knew at a glance that this was the top of the coupons in the past, and it must have been after the Tang Dynasty. The top of the coupons was in the shape of an arch bridge, which was from the Liao, Jin, or Song Dynasties.
most likely.
I didn't go down. According to what those people said later, there was a brick cellar in the Northern Song Dynasty under the dairy farm. It was indeed not a tomb because there was no patio. It was just a single room of less than 20 square meters. There was no coffin in the single room.
There are more than 20 large clay pots, the mouths of which are sealed with earth. Two or three pots are broken. The pots are all filled with copper coins. If they are well preserved, you can still see the hemp ropes stringing the copper coins.
Jin Fenghuang was overjoyed. He directed his men to use a wheel to lower the rope and bring up all the big clay pots, including broken ones and good ones.
He waved to me: "Come and take a look, kid. There are so many. Let's see how much they are worth."
Some clay pots were still sealed and unopened, so I looked at the broken ones.
The piles of copper coins were covered with green beads and were rusted into a big pile. Using the light of my headlight, I picked up a handful scattered on the ground and looked at them carefully. Some of them had words that could be read clearly, and some were very rusty.
I didn't give up and picked at it again. I seemed to see these Song coins after turning over and over.
These are not valuable, they are basically all in small flat coins, and some small quantities can be discounted at 5 cents or 10 cents.
During the Song Dynasty, Yinchuan was the territory of Xixia. How could there be a Song coin cellar? Damn it, could it be left behind by a merchant who was doing business back then?
Jin Fenghuang happily asked me how it was and how much it was worth.
What do I say?
If this brick cellar was from Xixia and the jars contained Xixia coins, they would be valuable, but they were all the most rubbish Song coins.
I also collected these in Mohe. If I remember correctly, the price of these Song coins in Beijing at that time was 30 cents each.
Maybe someone in good condition can give you 50 cents each.
My life is in their hands now.
He asked me how much it was worth.
If I tell the truth: "One is 30 yuan, one hundred is 30 yuan, one thousand is 300 yuan, you go and count it."
Then I was buried alive.
So I lied and said, "You're lucky. You dug up a brick cellar from the Northern Song Dynasty. These are all copper coins from the Song Dynasty. They are eight hundred years old. There are so many of them. I can't estimate their exact value."
When Jin Fenghuang heard this, he quickly asked someone to come over and load the car.
He patted my cheek and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad. Aza is right to recommend you. You will be of great use. How about it? I am short of talents now. Follow me."
I looked calm on the surface, but felt relieved inside.
I waved my hand and said, "This is nothing, it's just a small fight. Now do you believe what I said before? If you can find those ancient tombs in the Alxa Desert, then you will really make a fortune."
Jin Fenghuang thought for a while, looked at the boys who were loading the car and asked me: "Do these have one million?"
I thought to myself: "If you don't have one million, you don't even know if you have ten thousand yuan. Even if you have a few thousand yuan, people don't necessarily want it."
"Yeah, it should be about the same." I lied to him.
"Good!" Jin Fenghuang praised me and said, "You did a good job. Once the money is sold, it will naturally benefit you. As long as you continue to help me like this in the future, let's forget about the past."
I nodded quickly and said yes.
"Then can I go back?"
Jin Fenghuang smiled.
"Of course, you can go back, but remember to come to me in the next two days to discuss the next tomb."
The money from tomb robbing was so fast, Jin Fenghuang had tasted the benefits for the first time, and he couldn't wait.
After installing the pots, I drove away from the dairy farm and into the city. At the entrance of an Agricultural Bank of China, Jin Fenghuang asked me to get out of the car because I promised him in the car that I would come to him when I went back to clean up and help him continue searching.
Tomb, let him make money.
It was just dawn, the office workers hadn't gotten up yet, and the roads were deserted.
I was able to escape death this time, except for Aza who didn't cheat me. It was luck that played a big part.
Later I heard that Jin Fenghuang himself invited several antique dealers from out of town to come and view the goods.
As a result, two people did not want it, and the other person quoted a package price of 7,500 yuan.
Jin Fenghuang was stunned on the spot.
He was so angry that he beat up the antique dealer who came to inspect the goods.
