slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 556 Mirage
Soon Cang Hai saw the evidence, Zhang Gong seemed to want to rub Cang Hai's face on the ground, so he picked up the phone and asked Cang Shiyuan in the village for proof.

As expected, Cang Shiyuan found this Cang Gu Xing in the genealogy. Coincidentally, he happened to be a direct blood relative of Cang Hai, who should be the father of Cang Hai's grandfather, and Cang Hai With him, except for the middle two generations, all of them are single-passed. Only the middle two generations have a few more children and all have extinct heirs. Now there is not even a single person to take the blame together.

Cang Hai looked depressed.It is actually a good thing to find your ancestors and figure out where you come from. It is estimated that there are few families in China other than the Wanshi Shibiao family that can really get their genealogy back to the era before the Warring States period, and it is still a good one. Classical nobles do not contain a little water.

Of course, there is a tradition of seeing whoever kneels when the master of all ages sees it. That is to say, kneeling is not important when you get used to the face. The Mongols kneel, and the Jinlai people also kneel. In the end, even the little devils come. It is necessary to submit a demotion form, and I don't know if someone knows the virtue of his descendants will be enraged.

Cang Hai is relieved that the ancestors never did such a shameless thing, but it is still too embarrassing for Cang Hai to steal ancestors' graves and sell ancestors' funeral objects, and Cang Hai didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see what's been exchanged." Mr. Zhang saw Cang Hai's appearance, as if he had eaten a fly, and was immediately very happy.

Cang Hai replied: "Then let's go and have a look!"

Anyway, it has come to this point, the ancestors in the tomb have long been turned into flying ashes, and the sea of ​​things can't be carried home, just take a look.

Following Zhang Gong to the entrance of the tomb, when passing by Xu Sheng, Cang Hai found that the old man still kept his original appearance.

So Cang Hai said to Qu Guowei worriedly: "Uncle Qu, Uncle Xu is so old, why don't you tell him to rest for a while, this thing won't run anyway, let's take a look at it later?"

Qu Guowei shook his head and said: "Let him watch it for a while, you don't understand him in this state, calligraphy has been entangled with his life, it is difficult to find a chance to break through yourself. and difficult things."

Zhang Gong nodded and said: "Yes, the ancients in front seem to have exhausted all possible paths, and the people behind are like a wall surrounded by four walls. No matter which direction you go, you will find It's all walls."

Hearing what the two said, Cang Hai stopped talking, followed Zhang Gong out of the tomb passage, and then walked towards a bungalow.

It’s a bungalow, rather it’s a small exhibition hall. As soon as you enter, you’ll see many tables with glass covers. There are some broken pottery and porcelain on the tables. Put it in the cover like this.

Cang Hai looks ugly for pottery, and really can't understand the aesthetics of the ancients. As for porcelain, it is definitely beautiful. Although he doesn't know porcelain, Cang Hai can roughly tell that this thing is not very valuable.

Because he has studied painting, although his own skills are average, Guan Qidong's level is not low. As his apprentice, Cang Hai still has sharp eyesight, and he can tell whether the techniques and skills on the bottle are in the middle As long as it has a certain aesthetic taste, it is easy to tell the difference between the things used by ordinary people and the high-quality goods in the palace.

Zhang Gong directly brought Cang Hai and Qu Guowei to the big cover in the middle. Inside the cover was a pot, or it looked like a pot.

The shape is very strange, with a big belly and three legs. The mouth of the jar is still irregular. There is an animal on it. I don’t know if it is a tiger or something. Anyway, it is the head of an animal with a big mouth and fangs.

"What's so special about this?" Cang Hai asked.

Zhang Gongdao: "National treasure!"

puff!
Cang Hai almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Is such a gray thing with some mottled green color on it a national treasure?

"Please explain to me," Cang Hai asked.

"Let's talk about the shape of this vessel first, it's round and full...".

"Ok!"

Cang Hai nodded and echoed Zhang Gong's words, but he didn't listen to a word in his heart, and he didn't understand how such a broken pot could be used for two or three minutes by this old man. From Cang Hai's point of view, Even if such a jar was placed in front of him, he might have to kick it away, one word: ugly!Two words: too ugly!
"The most special thing is the color. Green was a rare thing in that era..." Speaking of the shape of the vessel, Zhang Gong also talked about the color on the jar.

Qu Guowei nodded at this time and said: "Yes, green was an extremely rare dye at that time, otherwise why would there be a story about green hats."

Cang Hai knew the story of the mess between the monarch of Qi and the prime minister.Green hats were fashionable before this incident, and they can no longer be fashionable, because green is so beautiful. At that time, a green hat was more than ten Rolls-Royces in your house now, because it is natural. Green pigments are extremely rare and one-in-a-million.

After listening for a while, Cang Hai nodded again.

After Mr. Zhang finished explaining the broken pot, he moved on to the next broken pot, which still started with the national treasure, and there were three or four national treasures, and finally he switched to the porcelain.

The resource Qu Guowei is an expert. He was originally a master of antiques, and this little thing could not escape his discernment, so Cang Hai was forced to take an appreciation class.

Such an opportunity is rare for people who like antiques, but it is not very interesting for Canghai. To be honest, if this thing does not come to Canghai, it is not as interesting as the Shoushan Stone in his pocket.

After talking for more than half an hour, Zhang Gong looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's almost time, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

As soon as they heard about eating, Cang Hai and Qu Guowei's stomachs growled at the same time.

"Let's go, let's go! The little thing we ate in the morning is long gone," Qu Guowei said with a smile.

The three of them went to the cafeteria together. The cafeteria here is easy to get to, and there is no need for a meal ticket, just take a stainless steel tray and line up.

Cang Hai came to the window, and when he saw this dish, he immediately felt like he was in college. My good guy, the shredded potatoes are not shredded at all. Look at the appearance, the chopsticks might fall apart when touched, and the fried vegetables are also bowed It's brainless, without any energy, and the color is dull, as if it has been placed for two or three days.

As for the meat and vegetables, Cang Hai also felt that he couldn’t catch his eyes. The fried fish was all broken, and the fish roe in the fish maw could be seen through the fishbone. He was a little bit burnt, and when he looked at Cang Hai, he could tell that the cook's skills were only at night school level, and he was still the kind who hadn't graduated.

I randomly ordered two seemingly so-so dishes, one tomato egg, one steamed egg, and a bowl of winter melon and seaweed soup.

After sitting down, Zhang Gong found that whether it was Cang Hai or Qu Guowei, there were only two simple small vegetarian dishes and a bowl of soup in the tray.

"What's the matter, don't you want some meat pads?" Zhang Gong asked.

Qu Guowei said: "It's better to eat some vegetarian food. Vegetarian food is good for your health when you get older."

Cang Hai subconsciously glanced at Qu Guowei after hearing this, and said in his heart: Are you always shameless?The wild pheasant snatched from the fox's mouth, you and the old man Xu Guosheng have a chicken breast and a leg, and I only have a little skeleton left. You said you want to be vegetarian when you get here, why didn't you eat it yesterday?
How could Zhang Gong not know what the two of them thought? To be honest, he didn’t like the food in the cafeteria when he first came here, because he made a fool of himself during the few days he lived in Sijiaping Village, but he got used to it after a long time. , always eat vegetarian dishes and so on, and the energy can't keep up. Although it is a bit unpalatable, the meat is still meat after all. The taste is a bit worse, but the freshness can still be guaranteed.

While eating the dishes, Mr. Zhang said to the two of them: "The food here can't be compared with Sijiaping. If you eat like that, this place will go bankrupt in less than two months. There are now hundreds of people here, twenty To buy a mule or horse, it would cost 6 to [-] yuan just for people to eat and chew for a day, so you can’t afford to save some money.”

At this time, a young voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Hurry up, hurry up, everyone, go out and see, it's a mirage!"

Hearing the mirage, suddenly, there was no one left in the cafeteria that was full, including Cang Hai, Zhang Zhu and Qu Guowei.

As soon as Cang Hai ran out of the cafeteria, he was immediately shocked by the impact he saw. He saw a magnificent scene on a ridge in the southeast.

Countless people are working like ants. A little to the left of the middle of the entire impact is a huge square pit. The pit is very deep. Countless people are carrying loads to take out baskets of soil from the deep pit, and then Fell on the car at the ramp.

The cart is very similar to a modern cart, but the wheels are taller and made of wood, almost as tall as a person, and the cart is not two-wheeled but four-wheeled, pulled by two oxen, and the horns are also very thick. In particular, the horns of the Chinese buffalo are semi-solitary and backward, while the horns of the yellow ox are bent forward. The horns of this cow are twisted to the sky, as long as the horns of antelope, as if there are two antennas growing on the head. like.

Both the people and the vehicles were dressed in ancient costumes, and on the seven or eight earthen platforms around them, it was obvious that some warriors in bronze armor or stone armor were seen, holding a weapon that had already escaped: Ge!
This scene was so clear, so clear that Cang Hai felt like he was watching a movie, even the eyebrows of the nearest soldier could be clearly seen.

Soldiers, civilian husbands and overseers wielding whips form a jaw-dropping scene of ancient labor.Although there are only images and no sound, Cang Hai can still feel the oppressive labor scene.

"The tomb, the tomb, the door to the tomb!"

Suddenly, a young man roared loudly, and at the same time pointed to the nearby ridge.

Cang Hai hurriedly turned his gaze to the direction of his finger, and soon Cang Hai found what the young man said, two square stones were being transported by some people, two stone gates one behind the other, opened by four cows Pulled by a dozen shirtless men, the cow and the man formed a stark contrast. The cow was strong and strong, but the man was dressed in rags, and even the ribs on these men could be clearly seen.

A few logs were placed under the stone gate, and a dozen or so people carried the logs rolled under the stone gate, and put them in front of the stone gate.

Not to mention the patterns on the stone gate for these archaeologists, even Cang Hai can tell at a glance that they are the two sealed doors on the passage of the tomb.

Countless people on the construction site put down their work at this time and looked up at the mirage. Many of them opened their mouths wide, looking incredible.

It’s not the first time Cang Hai has seen a mirage, but the last time he saw a city with countless high-rise buildings, although he couldn’t tell where it was, but the countless high-rise buildings stood like a jungle, it must be a big city Yes, and it must be one of the largest cities in the world.

Afterwards, Cang Hai used the convenience of studying architecture to look through the aerial photos of many cities, but he never found the city he had seen.

Since then, Cang Hai has scoffed at the so-called scientific theory of the formation of mirages. The scientific theory is that a mirage is just a reflection formed due to the atmosphere in a specific environment.

But Cang Hai thinks this is a bit ridiculous, even the city has no reflection?Moreover, the city I saw was full of tall buildings, each of which was [-] meters high. How could such a skyscraper be a small city? ?
(End of this chapter)