Master Archaeologist

Chapter 112 Goodbye Old Classmate

The cemetery of the Western Zhou Dynasty in Yejiashan is located on an oval hillock running north-south.

The hillock is about 400 meters long from north to south, 100 meters wide from east to west, covering an area of ​​about 4 square meters, and its location is 8 meters higher than the surrounding farmland.

Chen Han walked to the hillock and looked into the distance. He could see three construction sites lined up in a line from north to south on the hillock, where excavation was being carried out in the semi-open air.

A field cordon and a temporary barbed wire fence isolated the excavation site from the farmlands of other farmers.

Holding his work card of the Institute of Archeology of the Academy of Social Sciences, Chen Han stepped forward and said to the security uncle guarding the perimeter: "Hello, I am from the Institute of Archaeology of the Academy of Social Sciences, and I want to know about the situation."

The security guard, who was over 40 years old, took Chen Han's work card in doubt, looked at Chen Han up and down for the half-length photo in the work card, and muttered in a low voice:
"So young"

No wonder he was puzzled.

In the eyes of the general public, those who can enter central-level scientific research institutions such as the Academy of Social Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Sciences are old national treasure-level professors with half-gray hair.

They don't know that there are also a bunch of young and useful interns and scientific research tool people in the Academy of Social Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Doubts belong to doubts, but Uncle Security didn't think that Chen Han's work permit was fake.

This thing has no meaning of being fake, even a tomb robber would not have the guts to infiltrate an archaeological site to steal cultural relics
Courting death is not the way to die.

However, for the sake of caution, Uncle Security did not directly put Chen Han in, but picked up the walkie-talkie on his waist.

"Chen Gong, a teacher from the Institute of Archeology of the Academy of Social Sciences came to understand the situation!"

Chen Han stood aside calmly and waited.

It is a good thing that the security on the construction site is stricter, at least it can prevent some miscellaneous people from running in to make trouble.

After waiting for a while, a young man dressed similarly to a construction worker, with mud marks on the soles of his feet and trouser legs, trotted over.

"Hello, who are you?"

Chen Han handed over his work permit again.

"Oh, comrades from the Institute of Archaeology, Academy of Social Sciences."

"Hello, I'm Chen Zijing from the Yejiashan project engineering team."

Chen Gong smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Chen Han, and said half enviously: "Mr. Chen is amazing, he joined the Institute of Archeology of the Academy of Social Sciences at a young age."

"Where is it?" Chen Han shook his head with a smile: "I'm just studying for a Ph.D. in the institute, and I'm working as an assistant researcher."

"Mr. Chen can just call me Chen Han."

"We are all the Chen family, maybe 500 years ago!"

Generally, large-scale excavation sites have a special engineering team, which is responsible for assisting archaeological experts in cleaning up the fill.

This Chen Gong looks young, only 24 or [-] years old, but he can get a leadership position in the engineering team, and he is also a young elite.

After the two exchanged a few words, Chen Zijing led Chen Han to the construction site.

Those who can come to visit with a work permit in a fair manner are unlikely to be counterfeit.

On the way, Chen Zijing asked: "I don't know if Mr. Chen came to our Yejiashan excavation site, what advice do you have?"

Chen Han naturally prepared his words long ago, and said sincerely: "That's right, we have completed the rescue and excavation of two stolen tombs at the Wenfeng Pagoda excavation site."

"It is certain that the Wenfeng Pagoda Spring and Autumn Tomb Group is a high-level Zeng State tomb group."

"In these two stolen tombs, we found some important inscriptions."

"However, because of the long history and the lack of records of Zeng Guo in the history books, I would like to learn about the excavation situation at Yejiashan."

"The cemetery on Yejiashan should also belong to the tombs of the nobles of the Zeng Kingdom? I wonder if there are any important inscriptions that record the history of the Zeng Kingdom?"

Chen Zijing nodded with a half understanding.

He works on construction sites, not archaeology. I really don't know if there are any heavyweight inscriptions found on Yejiashan.

He could only tell Chen Han what he occasionally heard from the on-site archaeologists during his normal work.

"I only know that since the beginning of the excavation, a lot of bronze wares have been unearthed. I heard from those experts that there are such things as tripods, guis, and cymbals."

"I seem to have heard a professor from the Institute of Archeology and Museum mention that this cemetery is buried with Marquis Zeng."

"Well, let me take you to the experts of the archaeological team, and you can communicate with them."

Chen Zijing led Chen Han through several fields and came to an excavation site.

A group of archaeologists are carefully extracting some cultural relics from the "Jia"-shaped tombs that have been excavated.

Without waiting for Chen Zijing's introduction, Chen Han saw a familiar face among the busy crowd.

"Hey! Lao Luo!"

Luo Zhenghao, who was bending over to clean a clay pot, raised his head in doubt when he heard the sound, and saw Chen Han standing above the grave.

"Old Chen? Why are you here?"

Luo Zhenghao immediately showed an unconcealable smile on his face. He grabbed his colleague who was cleaning up other cultural relics and explained a few words, then slowly climbed up the tomb passage.

Chen Han didn't think he had a lot of dirt on him, so he hugged him vigorously when he went up to him.

"I miss you, come and see my old classmates."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Luo Zhenghao rolled his eyes angrily, "In the whole department of archaeology, who doesn't know that you, the talented Chen, are only interested in archaeology?"

"Still visiting old classmates?"

"I bother!"

"The construction site has been in operation for more than half a month. Apart from our meeting at the kick-off banquet, have you contacted me in private?"

"I'm afraid you have always been obsessed with digging?"

"Now I'm thinking of me, did you encounter some problems at Wenfeng Pagoda, and you need to come to rescue the soldiers?"

"No, you bosses from the Academy of Social Sciences, even if you want to send reinforcements, you should go to Zaoshulin to find someone from the Academy of Culture and Museum."

"Why do you come to find us local municipal archaeological teams?"

Chen Han didn't expect that his casual remark would actually trigger Luo Zhenghao's rambling complaints.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed twice: "Ahem, I really didn't come to see you specially."

"Well, do you have any big discoveries here?"

"Preferably something like a bronze inscription."

Talking about business, Luo Zhenghao also put away his laughing expression and scratched his head: "Bronze inscription?"

"There must be. Now we have excavated three tombs M1, M2 and M27."

"Let me tell you, tombs M1 and M27 have been stolen, and they were stolen recently!"

"The villager who found the bronze wares was not lucky. Those bronze wares were buried there by the tomb robbers, and they haven't had time to move them!"

"Before the excavation of Tomb M1, the eastern part of the tomb had been severely damaged, and the artifacts inside were basically stolen."

"Fortunately, it was discovered in time. With the cooperation of the local police, more than 20 pieces of bronzes have been recovered in the past half month, and the tomb robbers who robbed this cemetery have also been arrested and brought to justice."

"Now the police are following their trading channels and continuing to recover the lost cultural relics!"

"I hope I can recover as much as possible!"

(End of this chapter)