It is also one of their common outfits.

In the previous life, Wu Yingcheng didn't understand it at first, they are also Han, why do they have such a strange hat and make it nondescript.

Later, I learned that Gaoling Township, as a place of refuge during the war, had a very mixed population, including people of this tribe and people of that tribe.

Later, the cultures of various villages collided with each other, and people intermarried with each other, and finally everyone did not know what kind of ethnic group they were, and finally simply became Han Chinese.

But some traditional clothing culture, there are still some reservations, this hat is one of them, and they men, too, like to wear earrings, not the kind of gold shiny, but animal teeth or something.

Therefore, when Wu Yingcheng collects the mats, when he sees people dressed like this, he will give them a relatively reasonable price, and the conditions will be more lenient.

Gaoling Township, home in Gaoling, but the township is at the foot of the mountain, all the way up, the villages near and far, like a small city, hidden between the hundred-foot trees, hidden behind the huge mountain rocks, give people a feeling of returning to ancient times.

Zaowang Village is a relatively old village, but also a relatively old village, the name of the village is the same as the name of the village, also called Zao Village, which is a relatively large village in Gaoling Township.

There is a naturally formed dammed lake next to the village, and Zao Village is built on the gentle slope next to it, and on several hillsides in the distance, there are two similar villages, and the gate of the village is open to Zao Village, which is a bit of a horse's head.

The village is next to the river, and the stone pillars surrounded by adults are under the houses, which are still standing after thousands of years of erosion, and its strong figure is reflected in the water, representing the pride and persistence of the people of this village.

Their insistence is very simple, the guests came, the men drank three bowls of realgar wine, and the women drank a bowl of bamboo leaf qing, and they drank it with affection, but they couldn't drink it, sorry, the county magistrate couldn't get in.

The living person came, the man pulled the seven-inch hand, the woman played the three-step chess, won, there was revenge, there was revenge, someone was looking for someone, lost, I'm sorry, this calf is still protected in our village.

According to legend, when Emperor Tang Ming was hiding at this time, in the face of thousands of chasing soldiers, the village chief of that year also adhered to his own principles and wanted to wrestle with the leader of the other party.

As a result, the other party looked down on him as a mountain villager, so he asked a deputy to wrestle with him, but he didn't pull it, and the village chief relied on the remnants of the defeated soldiers brought by a village and Tang Minghuang, and fought with thousands of elite soldiers on the other side for three days and three nights.

In the end, the Jiedu envoy of Jiannan Province came, and the blood of the village chief still had to be pulled from other parties, he was injured, and he didn't close his eyes for three days and three nights, and the result can be imagined.

This made the adults enter the village and meet Emperor Tang Ming, the emperor who was so frightened that he didn't sleep well for several nights.

Since then, the village has also been renamed Zao Village, and the village chief has become a folk hero during the Tang Dynasty.

It's just that Wu Yingcheng has never been good at memorizing names, and he hasn't remembered the name of the village chief.

However, the stone table that had witnessed him and Jiedu making the adults wrestle their wrists has been placed in the ancestral hall of Dazhai and offered as holy relics.

I wonder if I can buy it?

Thinking of this, Wu Yingcheng couldn't help but look forward to it.

Of course, that's all I can think about.

This thing was classified as a cultural relic by the county cultural relics bureau a few years ago.

Even if the people in the village are willing to sell, he doesn't dare to buy it, isn't that following the government?

That's why you wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

However, wine is still not much of a problem for Wu Yingcheng, after drinking three bowls, I only feel a little dizzy, and it is quite normal to speak and think.

Drinking this wine is actually for the good of the people, here the mountains and forests are dense, the miasma is very strong, there are far more insects and snakes than in Gaoyan Township, where he is located, with this realgar wine, you can avoid poisonous snakes.

But there are only two people left, and the performance is very different.

Wu Yingchun's second illness was committed again, and it was not enough to drink three bowls, but he had to drink three bowls, saying that he was twice as heavy as others and twice as much wine, which made several women laugh non-stop.

Tang Yongbao is young after all, before following Wu Yingcheng, his family was so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat salt, let alone drink, and he was a little dizzy after a bowl.

Wu Yingcheng had to comfort him, and if he couldn't do it, he would stay outside the village and wait, but this kid had a temper and drank two bowls at once, although he was drunk, he was still recognized by the people in the village and carried him in directly.

In the previous life, Wu Yingcheng also came to this village, but it was all after the development, and most of the people in the village went to the newly built community, leaving only some people to take care of their ancestral business, but not residents, but staff.

What can be seen when you come is also the ancient bricks and tiles after repair, and the modern sandalwood of the big pillar in the Qing Dynasty can not be seen at all.

I saw that the whole courtyard was bigger than he imagined, the whole courtyard was distributed in a long strip, and the gate was directly opposite, which was the ancestral hall of the village.

By the way, their village chief here, no better than Gaoyan Township, where he is located, is basically changed every ten years or so, and once he goes up here, he basically can't get down.

Even if he comes down because of his identity, the new village chief has something to do, he has to do it almost according to his wishes, and if he wants to be free, he has to wait for his tablet to enter the ancestral hall.

In a word, as soon as you enter the walled gate, it is as deep as the sea, and when you get here, many outside rules are no longer applicable, and many things cannot be done according to common sense.

Next to the village is usually the family of an old man with virtue in the village, and this family is the old man who brought Wu Yingcheng in before.

His name is Wu Bapthong, which sounds weird, but it is a status symbol, and I heard him say that he is in charge of the ancestral sacrifices in the village, and he also wants some feudal superstitions.

He had two sons and a daughter, the eldest son separated and lived opposite, and the younger son was about to get married the year before last, and went swimming in the Baishui River alone, and drowned with a leg cramp, leaving a daughter by his side.

When they are usually fine, the father and daughter make mats, do a little handicraft, and subsidize some household expenses, and live a difficult but happy life.

Wu Yingcheng entered the room and did not look at his table and chairs, but fixed his eyes on the board that cushioned the table.

I saw that the board was not big, long, slightly arched in the middle, just from the appearance, it looked a little like the wat board used by officials in ancient times.

The material looks like it's made of wood and copper.

Except for the side near the river, this large courtyard is covered with bamboo on three sides, and the light is not so sufficient, and it is not easy to see clearly.

Wu Yingcheng wanted to pick it up and take a look, but he was afraid that Uncle Wu would mind, so he stretched out his big toe and tried to feel it, it was cold and cold, and it felt like metal.

Under the fine feeling, there is a warm feeling that metal does not have, and it feels a bit like jade, but it is a little rougher than jade.

Is it ivory?

Wu Yingcheng was shocked.

Ivory is like a human tooth, if it is not taken care of, it will turn from white to smoky yellow over time, and it looks disgusting.

In addition, in this era, most people don't know much about this thing, and it is really possible to be mistaken for garbage, and jade knows that it is a treasure at a glance, and it is rarely used as something else to pad the table legs.

"Two brothers, you drink tea, this is our newly picked camellia, it's delicious. ”

Uncle Wu's daughter Wu Lingfeng is forty-four years old, nineteen this year, although she was born late, she inherited the essence of her parents, she looks smart, and there is a sense of mystery in the mountains and forests.

She is dressed like ordinary people, that is, her hair is curled into a hairstyle from the pre-Qing Dynasty with something that seems to be a hairpin, silver shining, and the workmanship is not bad, it looks like she has been for some years, and it is estimated that it is a dowry left by her mother.

As she spoke, she stretched out a white hand, handed two glasses of water, and placed them on the table.

I saw that the cup was very old, and it was soaked with tea dirt, but the pattern and workmanship on the cup did not look like a modern thing.

The fineness of the workmanship is not to be detailed, the pattern is also different from the ordinary teacup, it is not a pattern, but a beauty, the cup in his hand and Wu Yingchun are, and the beauty is also very different.

Could it be that this thing is also an antique?

Wu Yingcheng picked it up, drank it in one gulp, picked it up and looked at it, the following four blue traditional characters: the first year of Longqing.

"Damn, really!"

Wu Yingcheng took a sip of tea in his mouth and almost didn't squirt out.

"Brother, what do you really say?"

Wu Lingfeng looked at Wu Yingcheng's expression, listened to his dream-like words, blinked a pair of round eyes and asked.

At this point, Wu Yingcheng didn't plan to continue to be polite, and directly expressed his intentions.

The face was as friendly as possible, instead of showing the appearance of a profiteer, and asked, "That Lingfeng girl, I want to ask, do you want to buy this cup and this board for the table?"

As for the hairpin on her head, before the relationship is so familiar, Wu Yingcheng is ready not to mention it yet.

If there is any misunderstanding, it may be enforced some kind of unwritten rule of the village.

However, it is not easy to show this kind of appearance.

It stands to reason that no matter who the other party is, he, Wu Yingcheng, will not have the idea of going to pit others.

Of course, a businessman is always a businessman, and it is unrealistic not to make money.

He will never be greedy for what he should let others earn, and he will not be less if he should earn it himself.

But now there are three antiques in his eyes, and he can't bear to dream of getting rich again.

After all, this antique is nothing else, and it may be worthless in the eyes of its owner, but in the eyes of connoisseurs, it is a priceless treasure.

Don't say that the three items are antiques from the previous dynasty, even if there is such one, it is worth it for him Wu Yingcheng to go on this trip.

When Wu Lingfeng heard this, he seemed very incomprehensible.

As a sacrifice, there are a lot of these things in her family, but how long has it been, let alone her, even her father may not know, some are given by others, some are passed down from ancestors, and some are dropped by foreigners.