Tomb Raiders I Can Hear Antique Talk

Chapter 166
In the center of the wheat field, a two-person tall black tower made of coal blocks is hung with festive red paper garlands, and a big blessing character is pasted in the center.There is also an iron fence around the black tower, which is about one meter wide from the coal tower, which safely separates people from the coal tower.The children cheered and chased around the coal tower, and occasionally the adults scolded them indifferently.

There are more than 20 large tables in the wheat field, with lanterns hanging above them, illuminating the whole wheat field brightly.The villagers of the whole village helped the old and the young, sat around the table, kowtowed melon seeds and chatted, laughing and laughing constantly.

Around these tables, there are several earthen stoves that have been erected temporarily. The cauldrons above are steaming, and some women are busy cooking soup and meat in front of the stoves.

Xiao Ran passed by and took a look. These big pots had a clear division of labor, each stewed chicken, pig, sheep, fish and other tough dishes, emitting bursts of aroma.Liu Shengli, who was next to him, had a stomach rumble, which was heard by a young girl. She smiled shyly at him, and put a chicken leg in a bowl into his hand.

Liu Shengli quickly thanked him, holding the bowl and gnawing on himself.Xiao Ran saw the villagers coming one after another, and they were bringing big pots of cold dishes and plates of golden fried fried food that they had made to the big tables.

Xiao Ran and Liu Shengli were invited to the table of the village chief and some old people in the village. The village chief introduced the local specialty yellow rice cake to Xiao Ran with a smile on his face.This kind of sticky and soft food like rice cakes is made by peeling and grinding the millet in the five grains, and then kneading it with water. It can be steamed in large pieces and eaten with broth, or it can be steamed and then wrapped in stuffing. It is a traditional festival food in this area.

Liu Shengli swallowed as he smelled the fragrant yellow cake.Xiao Ran kicked him with squinted eyes, and exchanged greetings with the village chief and other old people.As the host and translator for Xiao Ran, Xu Er made an exception and was allowed to sit at the same table with the elders.

After a while, large pots of meat were also brought to the table.In addition to the ones stewed in the big pot, there are also two roasted hares on each table, all of which were hunted nearby by the young people in the village.

After the dishes were ready, the busy women sat down with their children, and the village chief stood up and began to speak.With the help of Xu Er's translation and some of the general content, Xiao Ran understood that what the village chief said meant that the country's leadership was good. When the weather was good, Futou Village was prosperous this winter. Next year, everyone will continue to follow the country's policies. Work hard, life will get better and better, etc., and finally invite scholars from the capital to speak.

Hearing the last sentence, Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment.But the village chief said so much, so he had no choice but to stand up bravely, imitate what Hu Bayi said, first sang the national policy, read a few poems of great men, and finally wished the prosperity of Futou Village.

These simple words drew rounds of applause from the villagers, and the old people at the same table kept nodding their heads, praising that this is a real scholar, who speaks well, and Xiao Ran blushed with embarrassment.

After the conversation, the village chief lit a short firewood pole and threw it on the coal tower.The flames filled the entire coal tower in an instant, and the villagers cheered and applauded in unison, and then the banquet was officially opened under the announcement of the village chief.

Xu Er explained in a low voice at the side, it is said that in the past, it all depends on luck.Once it is lit, it will be prosperous next year, and if it is not successful, the ancestors will be punished.But now the feudal superstition has been swept away, leaving only the lively and festive customs, so some kerosene has been poured on the coal piles in advance, which is definitely enough.

After Xiao Ran had a glass of wine and ate yellow rice cakes in broth, he fully understood in his heart that it was impossible for this Futou village to engage in such messy things.

While pushing the cups and changing the dishes, he listened carefully to the tableware in his hand and on the table, and found that only occasionally one or two old bowls and plates with cracks or copper nails were old objects from the Yuan Dynasty, but the sound was muffled due to damage , and most of the rest are silent artifacts of modernity.In fact, there is no need to listen, these modern bowls and plates are all written with the word "award" in red, and some slogans with characteristics of the age.

Xiao Ran saw that the old village chief had already had a good time drinking, so he used the pretext of learning about historical relics to inquire about the surrounding tombs and the antiques from the Yuan Dynasty in the villagers' homes, etc.

After the old village head explained, he realized that the archaeological units at the provincial, city and county levels had come to collect antiques many times. There is also a certificate.Because the surrounding area of ​​Pingcheng is a coal belt, many large tombs have been excavated during coal mining, and most of the cultural relics have been urgently rescued by archaeological departments at all levels.There are also some tombs that the official departments have not had time to discover, and they have been dug up by tomb robbers from all over the place.

The dozen or so cultural relics that the three antique dealers came to collect last time were dug out from their ancestral graves when the villagers of Futou Village collectively moved their graves earlier this month.They were deceived by the fake letter of introduction, so they didn't wait for the superior archaeological unit to come, so they handed over the antique in a daze.

All in all, there are basically no valuable ancient tombs in the nearby places where people can go.Even if there is, even a large coal mine with professional mining equipment has not been dug out, and its depth is beyond the reach of ordinary people.If you really want to find ancient tombs, there may still be a few hidden in the valleys on the plateau adjacent to Inner Mongolia to the west.

Xiao Ran thought for a while, took out the photo of his father's back, and asked the old village chief to see where it was, and lied that an archaeological team had disappeared here.

The old village chief looked at the kerosene lamp for a long time, and said that he had never seen this place before, but he had heard from his ancestors that there used to be a place commonly known as "Big Stone Ditch", which was specially used to bury the dead. Maybe the big stone in the photo The depression where it is located is Dashigou.But Hui Yushan, that really has never been mentioned by anyone.

This time Xiao Ran was a little discouraged, he knew that he should bring Hu Bayi here, since it is a special place to bury the dead, maybe it is a treasured geomantic place, he should be able to find it with his geomantic secrets.

But things have come to this point, we can only do the things in front of us first.Xiao Ran simply let go of his belly, and had a hearty drink with the old people at the same table and the young people who kept coming to toast.In addition to self-brewed wine in the village, there is also Fen wine specially brought from the county town, which is soft, sweet and has a long aftertaste.

Xiao Ran took one cup after another, and soon passed out drunk on the table.Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard the village head and old people at the same table chatting about things related to him.

An old voice said: "Grandma...can fly..."

Xiao Ran didn't know how he got back to Xu Er's house, let alone how he got into the kang.He only remembered that in his dream, countless large flying insects emerged from the head of the wild cat and flew to Futou Village overwhelmingly.

Those villagers were wearing ancient clothes, and they were sitting around the fire and drinking wine just like last night.Those bugs burrowed into the scalps of the villagers one by one, and stretched out thin legs like dead branches from all around to fix themselves on the heads of the villagers.

One of them turned his head, and it turned out to be Xu Er's face covered with blood, staring at his dilated and blinded dead eyes, and kept shouting: "Xiao Gang... Xiao Gang..."

He felt a movement in his pocket, took it out and saw a strange insect was lying in his hand, twisting its body and slowly spreading its wings.

(End of this chapter)