slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 503 Lively
Hearing Cang Shiyuan's words, Zhang Gong couldn't help nodding with a smile: "That's a good point! The bones can be handed over to you, but it seems that burial is not allowed now."

"Isn't it easy for us to bury someone here?" Cang Shiyuan said indifferently.

If the person has just passed away, it is still difficult to handle, and now it is just a skeleton, then the rest of the matter is much easier, just dig a hole next to the Cang family's ancestral grave and bury the person, anyway, then The person buried in one piece is not short of this one.

Cang Hai asked: "Is there anything to prove this identity?"

Zhang Gong thought for a while, and said to Cang Hai and the others: "Then come with me, I don't know what can prove the relationship between this skeleton and your family, you can see for yourself."

After speaking, Mr. Zhang brought Cang Hai and the other three to a small room, and opened the door with a key. As soon as Cang Hai entered, he found that there were shelves all around, and there were some broken things on the shelves. Crock pots and pottery, some things are very ugly.

Zhang Gong led a few people to the middle of the room, and pointed to a piece of the ground: "Here, all the things buried in that grave are here, except for the rotten coffin bones, they are all placed on the ground here." up".

Cang Hai glanced at the ground, and asked Mr. Zhang: "Why did you just put it on the ground, because this thing is worthless?"

Zhang Gong nodded and said: "Yes, it is because these things are worthless, and they have no value."

When Cang Hai heard what Zhang Gong said, he was a little speechless.

Kneeling down and looking at the things on the ground, Cang Hai realized that they were really not good antiques. Even a layman like Cang Hai knew when these things were produced. Some of them were written with the words World Proletariat The words "Long Live the Great Unity" and the age can be seen through at a glance.

The iron things are almost rotten, like a porcelain jar, only the handle is left, but the porcelain is still intact.The characteristic big slogan written on it is also bright, just like it was just written.It's a pity that none of these things are worth the money.

Cang Shigui looked at it for a while and asked: "Can you give us these things, this thing is useless to you and us, even if you take it back, it will probably be put in the warehouse to collect ashes, let us put these things and that Let’s bury all the skeletons together, anyway, it’s his own stuff and return it to its original owner, do you think it’s okay?”

"If you want to take it, you can take it away. I will find a small bag to pack these things and take them away with you," Mr. Zhang said.

Compared with Cang Shiyuan and the two, Cang Hai pays more attention to these funerary objects dug out of the ground. Originally, Cang Hai thought that such a large group of tombs was a bit of a thing, but now he saw a room full of pots. Pots and jars are a bit lost.

There is nothing that can catch Cang Hai's eyes, even if there is no such thing as a human face fishnet basin, you can get something else, at least you can get some gold horseshoes to dazzle people's eyes.

"You dug up these things after digging for so long? Is there something good that XZ can't let you see?" Cang Hai asked.

Zhang Gongdao: "You think that archeology is just a few people carrying a shovel and digging wildly. Now that these things have been cleared out, it is very good. Don't underestimate these pots and pots. These are all things from the Warring States period. Everything that comes out has historical significance..."

Zhang Gong was not happy when he heard Cang Hai's words, and began to give Cang Hai a cultural relic lesson, and finally took Cang Hai to the front of the shelf, pointed to some pottery pots and bowls, and began to explain.

After a while, Cang Hai said something that almost drove Zhang Gong mad again: "Why were people so poor when Chun called the Warring States period, and didn't even have a decent bronze thing?"

Zhang Gong said: "Ordinary people, or they are all directly slaves, how can they have their own property? It would be nice to have something to bury, and the people dug out now are either dead or wounded craftsmen. These pottery are all that time. The daily utensils of ordinary people have been unearthed before, but some of them are quite interesting, and we have been guessing for a long time, but we still don’t know what they are used for.”

As Zhang Gong said, he pointed out several pieces of pottery for the three of them to see.

Cang Hai took a few glances and found that these pottery were very strange, with three legs, each leg was like a garlic clove, the combination was very ugly, and the rest of them were also strangely shaped, you said they were filled with water. Food, it's too small, it doesn't seem suitable for other things, what it's used for, no one can tell, let alone what it's called.

"Don't touch!"

Seeing that Cang Hai was about to attack, Zhang Gong immediately stopped Cang Hai: "Now these things are national cultural relics, you are not qualified to touch them!"

"It seems to me that it's rare," Cang Hai said.

Zhang Gong just wanted to have some fun with Cang Hai, when he suddenly heard a roar from below.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, a noble tomb was found over there!"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Gong immediately shuddered, and quickly waved at Cang Hai and the others: "Go, go, get out!"

After driving Cang Hai and the others out of the door, Mr. Zhang locked the door, and then went downstairs with Xiao Pao: "If you are interested, come and see the excitement."

The three Canghai people were very interested when they heard this, so they followed Mr. Zhang and trotted all the way to a small mound a few hundred meters away from the camp.

Everyone stood next to the mound, and at a glance, they saw a straight tomb path on the mound, extending from the ground to seven or eight meters underground. At the end of the tomb path, there was a stone tomb door.

"Such a simple tomb can be regarded as a big tomb?"

Cang Shiyuan saw that there were a few strong men beside the stone tomb door, and they pushed the tomb door open together, which made him very disappointed. In his opinion, the ancient tomb is full of people. With a mysterious aura, how could it be pushed away like this?

Cang Hai turned his head and saw the expression on the third uncle's face, so he guessed his inner activities very closely. Cang Hai was also like the third uncle when he came here. Who knows that the ancient tomb naturally has that kind of mystery and mystery? What do ancient people know about the Book of Changes and gossip, like the burial of aristocrats, but there are no traps everywhere, and the room is full of poisonous insects.

When Cang Hai said this idea, he was immediately ridiculed by Zhang Gong and a group of archaeological team members. They taught Cang Hai a lesson in terms of productivity and ancient living conditions in detail. Only then did Cang Hai understand that the ancient tomb is actually It is not mysterious at all, let alone the tomb of a small nobleman, even if it is a tomb above the level of a king, it is rare to see some kind of mechanism. The idea of ​​​​the ancients is actually quite simple, that is, to build the tomb The firmness is abnormal, and no one has thought about what kind of hidden arrows and traps it is impossible to install.

In the words of an archaeologist, if the ancient nobles had excavators, these people could bury their graves in another part of the earth.

The most important methods of anti-theft in ancient times were several methods, one of which was deep digging.Bury the tomb deep enough to make it difficult to rob the tomb.

"There are a lot of things inside, and bronzes were found!"

A big man stretched his neck in, then quickly retracted his head, and happily shouted at Zhang Gong and others on the ground.

"Is there any trace of theft?"

An old man asked loudly, this voice can shout four or five miles without a loudspeaker, and Cang Hai's eardrums hurt a little from the shock.

"Probably not, as far as the eye can see, there are funerary objects all over the place"

Hearing the funerary objects all over the floor, everyone around became excited.

"Test the air in the tomb, and send someone in to have a look when you can enter," the old man shouted again.

The three Canghai people looked around for a while and found that they couldn't see anything. As non-staff personnel, the three Canghai people could just stand by and take a look, and they didn't even have the qualifications to look in the tomb passage.

Curiously looking around for five or six minutes, the results over there came out, and the air inside was fine, so several archaeologists and two old men walked in with lights.

After waiting for another ten minutes, these people came out one by one.

"What did you find?" Cang Shiyuan asked with his mouth open.

After asking this question, Cang Shiyuan felt something was wrong.

Fortunately, none of the people who went in knew him, and now there were a lot of people around, not only from the province, but also the archaeological teams from the capital and brother provinces, so I thought Cang Shiyuan was my colleague.

So one of them said to Cang Shiyuan: "It hasn't been stolen, and the contents inside are all intact, but some places have collapsed, and the sealing soil must be dug up from above...".

An old man in the lead said: "Don't waste your time, take out all the funeral objects that can be taken out, and be careful."

As soon as the old man's words fell, someone responded immediately, and soon the group of archaeologists started to work like little worker ants, and soon the burial objects in the tomb were taken out one by one.

Cang Hai finally got his wish and saw the bronze wares, as if he saw some wine vessels on TV, and today he saw the real objects.

In addition to some wine vessels, there are also some musical instruments, which are so rare that they cannot be found in the tombs of great nobles.

Cang Hai understands that music was not something that ordinary people could enjoy in ancient times. Only the nobles could enjoy music and own musical instruments, and the regulations for musical instruments that can be enjoyed by different levels are also different.Moreover, some instruments are only allowed to be played on specific occasions, and cannot be played at other times.

The only pity is that the people of Canghai are not allowed to approach at all, let alone the three of Canghai, some archaeologists have no way to get close to these newly unearthed cultural relics.

Watching people take out the cultural relics one by one, Cang Hai and the others gradually became a little bored.Because although the things are good, they can't be seen clearly, and they are directly restricted by people five or six meters away. You can tell what is a jue and what is a cup.

Just when the three of them were discussing whether to turn their heads, they suddenly heard someone shouting: "There are words on it!"

"Written? What is written?"

"Wei Qi uses it for himself!"

"Wei Qi? Could it be Wen Kui's ancestor?" Cang Shiyuan said immediately after hearing this.

Cang Hai said: "Impossible, the ancient people are different from us. When we say Wei Qi now, it means people with the surname Wei Mingqi, but in ancient times we say Wei Qi, so there are many explanations. The ancient surnames and family names are different. It is very likely that his surname is Wei, not his surname."

"Oh, it's so complicated?" Cang Shiyuan didn't care at all, even Wei Wenkui's ancestral tomb can still block the archaeological team from excavating Wei Wenkui's ancestral grave?

"It's hard to say, isn't the origin of the surnames a lot from the fiefdoms? This Wei may not be the ancestor of Wei Wenkui's family," Cang Shigui argued.

The three talked nonsense for a while, and Cang Shigui said: "Let's finish our work, let's go back early, we have to collect melons when we get home, the earlier we collect, the earlier we will make money."

Cang Shiyuan naturally agreed, and there was nothing Cang Hai could do if he disagreed. At this time, the two elders were present, so there was no room for him to speak, so Cang Hai, who originally wanted to stay and watch the fun, had to go back with his uncle and third uncle. village.

When I came here, I brought a car full of food, and when I left, besides Cang Hai, there were also a pack of bones, dozens of volumes of Cang family genealogy, and the rest were a dozen dry biscuits and a few barrels of pure water.

(End of this chapter)