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Chapter 71 Ghost Play (2)

"Don't worry, let's talk about it here. Director Xiao Sun is an old comrade of my grandson, not an outsider." Grandpa looked a little impatiently at the village chief. He was also anxious to do an inventory of our Shen clan.

How many ingots could he get? It happened that the village chief kept nagging in his ear. Afterwards, my grandfather told me: If I had known he was so nagging, I shouldn’t have elected him as the village chief in the first place.

The village chief smiled: "Old Uncle Shen, I have read the village annals of our village before. Since the village annals were published in the third year of Daoguang, not counting tonight, a total of sixty fish have been fished out of the Daqing River.

Many gold and silver ingots. I have seen pictures of some of them, and they are exactly the same as the ingots thrown on the boat tonight."

Grandpa has heard it several times before. The most recent one was more than ten years ago. There was a fisherman who had been fishing in the Daqing River all his life. Unexpectedly, the first day, this fisherman suddenly

When he got rich, he built a small building from his house. He ate fish and meat every day. He also installed a motor on his hand-cranked oar and cast a net in the river every day. The strange thing was that he didn't even look at the fish he caught.

, most of them were thrown directly back into the river, and the older ones were taken home for drinking. The neighbors on the left and right were surprised when they saw it. Is this a fisherman? Someone in the village was jealous and wrote an anonymous letter to the police station, saying that he was smuggling drugs and selling arms.

, committing murder and arson.

Although the anonymous letter was extremely nonsense, there was a piece of information about the unknown origin of a huge amount of property that was somewhat reliable. The police station called the fisherman for questioning. Unexpectedly, the fisherman was a timid official. He answered hundreds of questions and answered them in just a few sentences. He once said

When I was fishing in the river, I dropped a net, and when I brought it up, I realized that what was caught in the net was not fish, but sixteen gold ingots...

A gold ingot weighs one pound. At that time, the price of gold was so low that the fishermen sold it for less than one million. When the news spread, it caused a small sensation. Anyone with a boat at home went down the Daqing River.

Even if you don't have a boat, as long as you can dig a dog twice, you can dive right to the bottom of the river to find Mo Jinzi. Unfortunately, apart from fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs, you can't get anything else out of the Daqing River.

The gold ingot was not fished out, and a life was lost. One of my distant cousins ​​plunged into the river and never came up again. It was already the next day when I found him, and his feet were entangled in water plants.

, the whole person was soaked in the river, and his hands were raised high when he died, as if he was in a surrender posture.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, at this moment, the person who bought the fisherman's gold ingot came over. He asked an expert to identify it. The gold ingot sold to him by the fisherman was fake, and the main ingredients in it were lead and copper.

, only mixed with a very small amount of gold.

When the news came, the vigorous gold-fishing campaign finally ended amidst shouting and wailing. At first, the incident was almost forgotten. Today, the village chief mentioned it again, and everyone who had heard about it and experienced it personally was stunned.

My dad said: "You mean, the gold tonight is also fake?"

"I didn't say that." The village chief shook his head: "Also, those sixteen gold ingots were also real."

"What did you say?" Almost everyone said in unison.

"Don't make such a loud noise. If you call people again, I can finally get Old Xiongxiong away." The village chief made a silent gesture. He looked around to make sure no one had seen him before he said softly: "

The person who bought the gold ingot was a relative of mine, and he was arrested by people from the police station in the name of reselling gold. At the police station, he was asked to change his story, and the next day he was told that it was a fake gold ingot."

My dad said: "Please tell me clearly, is the gold ingot real or fake?"

The village chief laughed: "The day after I bought the gold ingot, my relative was not sure, so he asked an expert in the jewelry circle. The expert concluded that the ingot was pure gold, but it was not fake.

The purity is slightly worse, but because the ingot is old gold and the procedures are limited, this is normal, and because it is old gold, the price can be a little higher."

Grandpa nodded after hearing this: "You mean to say that the gold ingots fished out from the bottom of the river were real, and you came to this conclusion just because you were afraid of something happening again?

"It can be said that, but that is no longer the point." The village chief's voice was a little wavy due to excitement: "The point is, from what happened tonight, we can see that there should be a lot of gold and silver scattered on the bed of our Daqing River.

Come on. It will take a day to find them all."

The village chief expressed his thoughts. Two years ago, a dam was built on the upper reaches of the Daqing River. However, in the past two years, it was for flood control. The function of the dam is to release floods. The gate has never been closed.

Now as long as the dam closes the gate for half a day, the river water will drain out, and the things on the river bed will naturally be visible at a glance. Moreover, from top to bottom on the dam, almost all people from our old Shen family are members of our old Shen family. Whether the village chief's plan can be realized depends on

Look at what grandpa said.

After the village chief said his thoughts, it was time for grandpa to scratch his head and temporarily close the dam for half a day. This matter is big or small. There are three villages downstream of the Daqing River. Once the river dries up, there is nothing he can hide. The village chief sees that grandpa

Thoughts: "Old Uncle Shen, I've been thinking about it just now. Let's make a notice on the dam, saying that it wants to test its ability to collect water, and the dam will temporarily close the gate for one day."

I glanced at the village chief. I've known him since I was a child, but I still haven't seen clearly who he is. It only took about ten minutes to walk back from the river. He can actually plan so many things. Who is this person?

?

Grandpa was a little moved by his persuasion, and Monk Xiao kept chatting next to him: "Old Shen, what are you still hesitating about? This is real gold picking, hurry up sooner rather than later. All it takes is a word from you.

....”

Grandpa thought for a while, then shook his head: "It still doesn't work. I promised County Magistrate Gan, and there are still a few days before the big show. Even if we close the sluice, we still have to wait for the boat show to end, right?"

"Haha" the village chief laughed: "Uncle Shen, how can we still sing when the troupe is gone? Besides, people are dying every day in our village these days for singing boat opera. Do you think County Magistrate Gan doesn't have a headache? That's right, excuse me.

If the troupe loses this lead, the boat show will break up. Don’t worry, you don’t have to come forward. I’ll go talk to County Magistrate Gan.”

Seeing that everyone was eager to try, Grandpa had no choice but to nod and follow the crowd.

Good things don't come too late. When I woke up the next day, I heard that the village chief had made an agreement with the county magistrate of Gandaye. Due to insufficient preparations for the centenary boat show, several people died unexpectedly.

.In addition, the theater troupe we invited suddenly left without any reason. This time the Centenary Boat Opera ends here, and the aftermath will be handled by the village itself.

In the afternoon of the same day, the Qinghe Dam in the upper reaches issued a notice. Starting at 8 a.m. tomorrow, the dam will be closed for water testing. The test time will be about ten hours, and the opening time will be notified separately. We hope that the villages downstream will be prepared.

The action was about to begin. The play was over, and my great-great-grandfather’s birthday was also celebrated. I didn’t want to participate in the rest of the matter, so I discussed with Fatty Sun whether we should go back early. Unexpectedly, Fatty Sun took some wrong medicine.

We want to see what is at the bottom of the Daqing River.

But it was because of his persistence that Director Sun and I started the prelude to another story after the ghost show...

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