As soon as I arrived at the place, it was another gas station that looked very simple, rustic, but this will be the case all over the country. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Parking the car in front of a fuel dispenser, a staff member approached.

There is only 70 gasoline, and the 90 gasoline used in the car is not here at all. But BJ212 doesn't pick either, just 70.

With a Beijing license plate, as soon as Zhang Nan took out a military refueling ticket, the staff called the stationmaster comrade.

"20 liters of gasoline ticket, how much do you think you can add?"

Zhang Nan waited for the price to sell.

"Fill up!"

This man is also refreshed, which is almost three times as much!

In less than half an hour, Zhang Nan drove to Shihuai Village, Gaodian Township according to the map. This area is a plain terrain, and the mechanized farming roads on the countryside are quite extensive, and jeeps are no problem to pass.

In winter, there were not many people in the fields, and along the narrow mechanized road, the jeep drove slowly to the Huailiang River.

I found a place with a depression in the terrain and parked the car, so that no one would see it and come to see it. There are not many jeeps in a county these days, and when you see a jeep, it is easy to mistake people for a leader who has come to inspect it.

When I got out of the car, I saw that the river beach was very wide and there was not much water. There is no embankment at all in this section of the river, but the natural river bank is a cut higher, which is quite slow.

This jeep can drive directly to the river beach to spread wild.

Winter, desolate!

Why did Zhang Nan come to this place?

Of course not.

On the morning of the day when he came back from drinking and getting drunk, Zhang Nan was idle, and when he was watching the messy antique news on his mobile phone, he saw this one: "A large number of silver dollars appeared on the Huai Lianghe River beach in Shihuai Village, Gaodian Township, LS County, Henan Province, causing the villagers to gather and dig wildly!"

One person dug out three, five, a dozen or so, and there were many who dug dozens in half a day, and it is said that someone later brought a metal detector, and dug up hundreds!

There is also a reporter to interview, about the origin of this batch of silver dollars, the most reliable conclusion is that there may have been an old rich man buried a tank of silver dollars nearby, but the water tank was broken, along the river beach on this side of the village.

When I woke up 30 years ago, because of the short time and deep memory, Zhang Nan, who had just figured out the situation when he woke up, although he didn't expect to really join in the excitement one day, he immediately took a pen and wrote it down.

The two of them stood on the river beach, and Zhang Nan also inspected the sand and gravel under his feet.

There are fewer stones and more sand, and if you are near a big city, you can make a fortune selling yellow sand.

"Where to start?" asked Guan Xingquan as he took out the metal detector and stood on the side.

There are no people on the left and right, and there are fish in the river. In this winter, only Zhang Nan and the two will come here to drink the northwest wind. Not to mention people, there is not even a bird in the sky, they are all nested in the forest.

Zhang Nan pointed forward: "Let's start from the place where the big tree goes out." ”

An old locust tree is very conspicuous on the side of the river beach: that time I watched the news, Zhang Nan remembered that there was a big locust tree not far from the crowd digging treasures, and this would go to the field and find that there was such a big locust tree near the river beach, which was easy to recognize.

Carrying a metal detector, Zhang Nan personally got started: with his memory, he wore headphones to search for the approximate location of the villagers who "had" frantically dig for treasures, just like a landmine.

The detector almost didn't react, even if there was a slight "dripping sound" in a few places, Zhang Nan didn't stop: it was a small iron tool like an iron nail, and silver was not the sound at all.

I had already experimented with burying silver dollars and gold bars in my own flower beds, and I knew it.

I didn't find it for half an hour, and even Guan Xingquan, who was carrying a sapper shovel, looked bored.

"Not here. ”

Zhang Nan looked at the riverbank a few meters away and said.

After thinking about it, "Hasn't the legendary vat been broken yet?"

The more you think about it, the more likely it becomes: the difference in time is almost 30 years, the river beach is not blocked by a strong dam, and the river beach where the two of them are now may have been a field or simply a house a few decades ago.

Zhang Nan put down the detector and handed it to Guan Xingquan: "You come and try, and explore another fifty meters upstream along this river beach." ”

After a while, there was still nothing.

Zhang Nan studied the riverbank: the river ridge is about two meters high, the big locust tree is already on the edge of the river beach, and a few roots on the slope are exposed.

"If the vat is still there, it is likely to be buried in the soil on the ridge of the river, and it will not be too far from the river beach, otherwise it will not be washed out by the flood!"

I have a bit of a spectrum in my heart.

Isn't this detector claimed to be at a distance of three meters, Zhang Nan stepped on the detector again, simply took the big locust tree as the benchmark, started from about 10 meters downstream, and used the probe disk to contact the sand ridge horizontally.

As a result, after walking more than ten meters, a strong "dripping sound" sounded in my ears!

The sound is a little harsh!

The spirit was shocked! But there was no hurry, and then probed a few meters further. I climbed up the river ridge again and saw a row of miscellaneous forests not far away, which was estimated to be used to prevent soil erosion.

There wasn't even a bird nearby!

Then I used the probe to probe from top to bottom for a while, and climbed down the river.

"Brother Guan, there is a door, this is it!"

Pointing to the river cut in front of him, "At this point, the depth is fifty centimeters at most, and the headphones are ringing non-stop!"

Guan Xingquan's emotionless eyes seemed to light up, "Then put down the things first and copy the guy!"

The two returned to the jeep 20 meters away, put the detector into the car, Zhang Nan took out the hoe axe, and Guan Xingquan took another cloth bag.

Zhang Nan looked at it, "It's not enough, take the sack." ”

Taking out the old skills of the scouts, Guan Xingquan used his glasses to determine that there was absolutely no one nearby, Zhang Nan waved his hoe and axe, and dug hard at the slope of the river that was eroded by the river!

After only a few hoes went down, there was a "bump", and it seemed that something had been chiseled by a hoe axe!

A large piece of soil was dug down, and as a result, the sound of "bang-la-la" was endless, and a large pile of white silver dollars rolled down from the soil more than one meter high!

"Brother Guan, dig it out!"

Turning his head, Guan Xingquan had already heard a strange sound, and ran over from the "observation post" on the side.

"Really!"

If you look closely, it is not a big vat, but a very large jar that has been smashed through the wall of the jar, and as a result, a lot of silver dollars in it have rolled out.

The person who buried the altar may have used the big locust tree as a mark, and the distance between the altar was three or four meters. In the end, there may have been an accident, and the jar was left here.

Coupled with the erosion of the river over the years, the slope of the river is getting closer and closer to the altar, and Zhang Nan only dug twenty or thirty centimeters to dig it.

Perhaps in the next big flood, the jar will be broken out of the river, and the silver dollars will be scattered on the river beach and buried by the sand.

No more nonsense, work!

The spilled silver dollars were first picked up and put into sacks, and then a few hoes and axes were dug up, and most of the jar fell down.

A sack could fit it, but it was obviously too heavy.

Guan Xingquan went to get a few more cloth bags and packed them into four copies.

All moved into the jeep, took the detector and tested it again, there was nothing left, and there was no second jar.

The broken jar was thrown into the river not far away, and it was clean.

Move everything back to the jeep and drive away!

After waiting for the village to get on the road, Zhang Nan smiled at Guan Xingquan and said, "Brother Guan, how many catties do you have?"

He moved it just now.

"At least one hundred and seventy-eight!"

"Haha, we're getting rich again!"

"Anan, I really doubt that you are the reincarnation of the Fortune Boy?" Guan Xingquan said with a rare smile.