After resigning, I want to go back to the village to grow sweet potatoes

Chapter 261 Principles
"Elders, leaders, brothers and sisters..."

"Great luck, you come down."

Just as Meng Dayun was about to explain the meaning of Lin Xi's words, Huang Fan interrupted him and called him to get off the stone mill.

"Is this not good? Master wants me to explain it properly."

Meng Dayun seemed a little embarrassed.

"Why are you being so honest? Your master has already gone to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures."

Huang Fan pointed to Wang Wenwen, who was lying on the stone table and sleeping soundly.

"What's going on? Master, is he really drunk?"

Meng Dayun jumped off the stone mill and looked at Wang Wenwen suspiciously.

"Do you care if he is drunk or not? Seriously, come here, and together with Superman, help your master go to bed in Lin's ancestral hall."

Huang Fan greeted Xu Yibing.

"Deputy Huang, Superman hasn't explained yet."

Xu Yibing glanced at Zhao Xuan.

"Go quickly, I want to listen to the explanation and come to the medical point later, your Zhao Xuan is also here."

"okay!"

When Xu Yibing heard Huang Fan say that Zhao Xuan would also go to the medical point later, and asked him to go there to listen to the explanation, he immediately happily sent Wang Wenwen back with Meng Dayun.

Wang Wenwen has been living alone in a storage room in the Lin's Ancestral Hall in Qingshuiwan.

Lin's ancestral hall is listed as a cultural relic protection unit because it is well preserved. In the past two days, there has been an endless stream of people who have come to visit every day. Wang Wenhua had to take reservations and flow-limiting measures to ensure the safety of cultural relics.

The old stone house of Lin Xi’s family was a certain distance away from the Lin’s ancestral hall. Xu Yibing and Meng Dayun supported Wang Wenwen on the left and right.

It is said to be supporting, but in fact it is carrying Wang Wenwen back.Wang Wenwen slept like a dead pig, how could he walk by himself?

After not walking much, Xu Yibing and Meng Dayun were sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Superman, this can't work, I'm too tired."

"Brother Yibing, this Wang Lao cultural relic doesn't look fat, why is it so heavy?"

"Superman, haven't you heard a word?"

"Which sentence?"

"Why are you as heavy as a dead dog?"

"Brother Yibing, why are you swearing so well?"

"I didn't scold you, that's what I said."

"Oh, you mean why the Wanglao cultural relics are as heavy as a dead dog?"

"Yes, yes, Superman, you have a super IQ, why do you say that a dead dog is heavier than a live dog?"

"It's easy to explain. A living dog can control the center of gravity, which can make it less gravitational. After a dead dog is unconscious, it can't be in a state of balance, so it will be heavier, hehe, just like the current Wanglao cultural relics."

"I understand. The old Wang artifacts are so heavy because they have no consciousness now."

"That's right, oh, no, he still has consciousness, and lack of consciousness is tantamount to death."

"Then if he is conscious, will he hear the two of us calling him a dead dog?"

"This shouldn't be the case. Besides, we didn't scold him, did we?"

"Didn't you scold him just now?"

"No."

"Why do you think that Wang Lao's cultural relics are as heavy as a dead dog?"

"That's what you scolded, hee hee."

"Superman, I didn't expect you to have a high IQ and a low EQ?"

"I'm superhuman, but your serious nonsense is better than my superhuman."

"Do I have any serious nonsense? I never did. That's because this old Wang cultural relic slandered me. Alas, it's not a way to help him like this. It's too tiring. Superman, why don't we recite a paragraph each."

"Well, that's okay. According to the principles of physics, increasing the force surface can effectively reduce the pressure, thereby effectively reducing the pressure per unit area. Brother Yibing, your volume and tonnage are larger than mine, so you carry the old Wang artifacts first."

"Superman, do you mean that I can reduce the stress if I recite the artifacts of Wang Lao first?"

"That's right, the scientific principle is like this, do you believe in science?"

"Of course, it's impossible for me to believe in superstitions at my age."

"Okay, then you come to carry Wang Lao's cultural relics first, and I will escort you later."

After Meng Dayun finished speaking, he stopped to support Wang Wenwen, and when Xu Yibing squatted down, he helped Wang Wenwen onto his back.

Xu Yibing carried Wang Wenwen on his back and wobbled forward, muttering as he walked:
"This old guy, it seems that I didn't eat less mutton and drank less wine tonight. Why is it so heavy?"

Meng Dayun followed leisurely behind, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, so he had to close his lips tightly.

"Superman, do you think the old guy will really accept us as apprentices?"

"You want to be his apprentice that much?"

"Think, dream about it."

"why?"

"Curiosity, excitement."

"Curiosity? Excitement? What do you mean?"

"Curiosity is what kind of legends are those ancient relics full of? Excitement is that you can rob the tomb!"

"Tomb robbery? Wang Lao's cultural relics are cultural relics and archaeology, not tomb robbery."

"Superman, why are you so honest? Archeology of cultural relics is what they say on the scene, isn't it essentially grave robbery?"

"Well, I'm too honest. Brother Yibing, you are smart, and you yourself are a student of architecture. If you recognize Wang Laowen as your master, you will be handy in robbing the tomb."

"Of course, as long as I join forces with Wang Lao Cultural Relics, combine ancient and modern times, and steal an ancient tomb in minutes."

"Brother Yibing, what do you think is usually in the ancient tomb?"

"Of course it's a priceless funeral object."

"Then you're going to make a fortune in the future."

"Superman, why are you still so vulgar? Money is something outside of your body, so don't get too entangled. Didn't I tell you that I worship Wang Laowen as a teacher to steal ancient tombs, mainly in two words, exciting!"

"Well, brother Yibing, you are a real superman. I just have a superhuman IQ, and you are a great superman who stands aloof."

"Hehe, it's here so soon?"

"That's right. I said that the increase of the force-bearing surface can effectively reduce the pressure, thereby effectively reducing the pressure per unit area. You don't feel tired at all after carrying it all the way?"

"Well, it's okay, but I still sweat a lot."

"Brother Yibing, you've made a lot of money now."

"I made a lot of money? What do you mean?"

"According to medical principles, sweating can effectively remove the toxic elements and excess fat in the human body. You carried Wang Lao's cultural relics all the way, and you sweated so much. You not only eliminated a lot of toxic elements, but also lost weight. Isn't that a big profit?"

"That's right, Superman, your IQ seems to be really superhuman. The physical and medical principles are so reasonable."

"Brother Yibing, the principle is that it makes sense. Come on, slow down, put down the old Wang artifact first, and I'll get the key to open the door."

Meng Dayun helped Wang Wenwen get off Xu Yibing's back, and then let Wang Wenwen lean on the stone drum in front of the gate of Lin's ancestral hall to find the key on him.

At this moment, the Lin's ancestral hall was silent, and the two towering ancient cypresses in front of the gate covered the faint moonlight, making the area around the stone drum dark and gloomy.

While looking for the key on Wang Wenwen, Meng Dayun asked Xu Yibing:
"Brother Yibing, besides the priceless funerary objects, what else is there in the ancient tomb?"

"Of course it's the owner of the tomb."

"The owner of the tomb? Is it the person buried inside?"

"Yeah, why is it called an ancient tomb if no one is buried inside?"

"Then will there be mummies in our ancient tombs like the Egyptian pyramids?"

"Of course there will be. Haven't you heard of the beauty of Loulan? That is the mummy in the ancient tomb. Let me tell you, although she was buried in the ancient tomb for thousands of years, she was still radiant and breathtakingly beautiful when she was unearthed. She was wearing a linen windproof cloak and hat, and her reddish-brown skin was still elastic. She had big eyes, a straight nose, and a pointed chin. She was so beautiful..."

"It's so beautiful? Is it too beautiful to describe?...Hey, why are you silent?...Ah? Mummy? My mother's brow!"

Meng Dayun looked up and was so frightened that he didn't care to look for the key and ran away.

(End of this chapter)