Chapter 652: Wooden Slip

The bald man has a clear division of labor, two work, one release, and another person after a while, so that everyone can maintain the speed of excavation as much as possible, while Meng Zitao stands by and quietly watches them work. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

During this period, Meng Zitao found that the bald man's cousin looked at him from time to time, with a little unkindness in his eyes, which made Meng Zitao somewhat strange.

He has nothing to do with the bald man's cousin, let alone any contradictions, why is he so unkind to himself? There is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason, there must be something hidden in it.

In addition, since I met the bald man, I always feel a little depressed, is my intuition reminding me that something will happen in a while?

Fortunately, even if it was an intuitive reminder, there should be nothing that endangered his life, otherwise, he would definitely have to take some measures.

"In any case, this place is unfamiliar with the people, and I must be careful to walk the ship of ten thousand years. ”

Meng Zitao thought so, it looked very plain on the surface, but in fact, he had raised his vigilance in his heart.

I don't know how deep the bald men dug in, and they saw them put down the tools in their hands: "Okay, you can use thunder." ”

Meng Zitao was curious and hurriedly walked over to take a look, because he didn't have any experience and couldn't see what was going on inside, he asked: "Why do you release the thunder now, what if you blow up the things inside?"

"Huh!" the bald man's cousin sneered: "It's really rare and weird, we are not raw melons and eggs who don't understand anything, before each ancient tomb is excavated, how deep to dig, what kind of thunder to use, how much medicine to use, which is not calculated first, there is really no preparation, I don't know how long this tomb has to be dug up!"

"Alright, don't say a word!"

The bald man frowned, feeling that something was wrong with his cousin's state today, and turned around to ask what was going on.

The bald man smiled at Meng Zitao, and then asked everyone to stand farther away and get ready to start.

At this time, Meng Zitao asked, "If you blow it up, won't anyone find out?"

The bald man smiled: "I must not hear it, the voice is very small, besides, no one will come over in this wilderness, even if someone comes, I have already taken care of it here, and it will be fine." ”

Sure enough, as the bald man said, after a while, Meng Zitao only heard a small muffled sound, which could not be transmitted far at all.

When the entrance of the cave stopped smoking, Meng Zitao hurriedly walked over to check and found that a hole had been blown up that could accommodate a person to enter and exit.

Next, the bald man did some preparations, and then went down the cave alone, while the others stayed at the cave entrance and watched.

In this process, Meng Zitao felt that the bald man's cousin was staring at him like a poisonous snake, and he was unhappy.

After about forty minutes, the rope that the bald man brought in moved, and he was quickly pulled up.

The bald man panted and said, "It's not very lucky, this tomb has been tampered with, and there is a dead one inside." ”

Meng Zitao's heart moved: "Is there an organ?"

"It's not a big tomb, where did it come from. As he spoke, the bald man let his cousin in, and he watched from the outside.

Meng Zitao immediately had the answer: "Buried alive?"

The bald man said with some emotion: "Well, that's why this line must use someone who knows the roots, otherwise people and money will be empty." ”

This kind of thing has not been known since ancient times, especially in the industry of tomb robbing, Meng Zitao only sighed slightly, and then focused on the tomb: "Then how many things are still in it?"

"It's not much, but it's a little rewarding. The bald man took a few sips of water to replenish his strength.

Next, it took more than two hours to bring out more than a dozen tombs from the ancient tomb, including nine pieces of jade, all of which were burial jade, such as jade grips, nine hole plugs, three pieces of pottery, and a few pieces of wood.

Generally speaking, writing characters on long and narrow pieces of bamboo or wooden strips is called bamboo slips or wooden slips, and writing on wide pieces of bamboo or wooden boards is called bamboo slips or wooden slips.

Meng Zitao glanced at it, these pieces of wood are long-shaped, with grooves carved on the sides of the ends of the head and tail, which are used for threading ropes. Each script has two lines of seal script, and the font is relatively sloppy.

The calligraphy of the Han Dynasty, at first, the Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, and the seal script was used at first, and later the seal script showed a trend of decline, and the official script was vigorously developed, and entered the heyday in the Eastern Han Dynasty; cursive script (chapter grass) developed into a relatively mature font in the Han Dynasty; regular script and line script also began to sprout

Therefore, judging from the font, this tomb may also be from the Western Han Dynasty, of course, the specific period can be seen from the content of the wooden slab, but because of the bald man's protection, Meng Zitao has no way to see the content above.

The bald man was a little excited to find that there were still well-preserved wooden slabs in the tomb, because the wooden slabs often recorded some important information at that time and were of high value to historical research.

This kind of thing is generally liked by foreigners, and it sells at a high price, of course, there are people in China who like it, but because of the cultural relics law, this kind of thing can only be traded privately at most, once found, unless it is an old pit, it will definitely be confiscated, so of course the value will not come up.

Therefore, the bald man's first thought was to sell these pieces of wood to foreigners through relationships.

Meng Zitao somewhat understood the bald man's thoughts, but he finally encountered a few freshly baked wooden rafts, he didn't want to be ruined by the bald man, and said: "I want these wooden rafts, you can make a price." ”

The bald man hesitated and said, "Well, that's a bit expensive." ”

Meng Zitao said: "You make an offer first, and if it is appropriate, we will talk." ”

The bald man pondered for a moment and said, "We are also acquaintances, even if you have 100,000 pieces." ”

Meng Zitao shook his head directly: "This price is a little inappropriate, what if it only records some common or just the content of the tomb owner's life? ”

The bald man said slyly, "Maybe you're lucky, but the contents of these pieces of wood are very important?"

Meng Zitao said: "The price of spending 100,000 yuan depends on luck to decide whether it is good or bad, do you think this price is too big?"

The bald man said: "It depends on what you mean, if you think it's cost-effective, buy it, otherwise forget it." ”

Meng Zitao said: "You see that I have come all the way to visit, just a few things are not too bumpy, a little cheaper, I want them." ”

The bald man pondered for a moment: "Okay, it's 10,000 cheaper, it can't be more." ”

Meng Zitao said: "Eighty thousand, I want it, and I can prepare cash immediately." ”

The bald man thought about it and felt that it was better to put money in his pocket, and finally he agreed.

In addition to the above things, there is also a bronze artifact left, a total of calculations, seven pieces of wood will cost 560,000, and the remaining things will only cost 60,000, if it is not for these wooden pieces, this trip will not be able to earn long.

Calculated that there can be 620,000, the three brothers were overjoyed, but Meng Zitao noticed that the bald man's cousin was happy, but he had some gains and losses, which was obviously wrong.

Meng Zitao took these abnormalities to heart, and the group packed everything and prepared to take it to the car.

Although he was already very tired, it was probably money, and the bald man and others were very excited, and the speed of movement was not slow.

After walking like this for about an hour, the sky was already dark, Meng Zitao took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that there was a signal, and then he received several text messages from He Wanyi, all of which were asking if Meng Zitao was safe.

When I saw the text message, it was only four or five o'clock, and at this time, He Wanyi was still sleeping, and Meng Zitao was very moved, and immediately replied with the words "Everything is fine, we'll talk later".

Then, Meng Zitao asked the bald man: "I asked my friend to send the money, is it sent here?"

"No, we'll go somewhere else later. "The bald man is still very vigilant.

"Is it so troublesome?" Meng Zitao pretended to be a little disapproving.

The bald male cousin stabbed again: "If you are caught, you rich people only need to pay some money to settle it, what about us?"

The bald man glared at him and smiled: "My habit is like this, where to dig it, you have to stay away to rest assured." ”

Meng Zitao glanced at the man's cousin and said, "Okay, then where are we going now?"

The bald man said with a smile: "You'll know in a while, don't worry, I won't pit you." And there aren't a few things out there that might be of interest to you. ”

In fact, with the arrangement that Meng Zitao originally discussed, he could now close the net, but he always felt that something was wrong with the bald man's cousin, so he decided to wait a little longer, mainly to avoid anyone behind him from startling the snake.

The group came to the place where the van was parked, although the path was remote, but it still attracted the attention of several villagers, but the bald man didn't care much at all, maybe it was because it had been done a long time ago, or maybe he was used to it.

The bald man asked everyone to put their things back in the van, and he walked into the villager's house, and when he came out, he asked everyone to go.

Excitement often brings exhaustion, and the same is true for bald men, who yawn one after another after getting into the van.

The bald man forcibly endured the drowsiness and drove the car, making the others close their eyes and recuperate.

Not sleeping all night was nothing to Meng Zitao, and besides, he didn't feel much sleep, so he wanted to ask the wooden slip to come over and have a look.

The bald man smiled and said: "Boss Meng, I like to say ugly things in front, there is a way that you can't have the heart to hurt people, and you can't have the heart to prevent people, I can only give you two pieces at most, and the rest will wait for you to pay, and you can look at it as you want." ”

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