Chapter 3: Sandstorms
"When. ”
The metal vibrato vibrates, with a sense of the vicissitudes of time.
Metals are scarce resources here, not to mention the antique artifacts that weigh thousands of pounds at every turn, and the value is even greater.
If it spreads, it will definitely cause quite a stir.
In the afternoon, I got the news that a metal lump was found in the east of the county, which seemed to be a few thousand catties, and the county magistrate mobilized almost all the teenagers in the county to get the iron gada out, and when a merchant passed by, he might be able to exchange it for two dollars to spend.
"One, two, three...... One, two, three......"
On the edge of the sand pit, a lot of people gathered, and Wang Yan also stepped forward to join in the fun, looking at the iron lump dragged by a group of eleven or twelve-year-old boys and a group of women with strength in front of him, not only shook his head.
What strength can this group of little children have, all of them malnourished.
After a long time, he was stunned that he couldn't make this iron gada move a bit.
The county magistrate sent someone to erect a sign here to mark the location of this thing, for fear that it would not be found in the next time it was buried by the wind and sand, and it would be said later.
Wang Yan stepped forward to brush off some of the ash on the surface, and suddenly he was stunned, there shouldn't be moss in this desert area.
Seeing that the surface of this artifact was covered with a layer of "dry moss", Wang Yan reached out and picked at the cover of his fingers, and licked it with his tongue.
"Phew...... A smell of rust...... Patina?!"
He certainly knows what that means.
Perhaps there were some ancient ruins on this land.
Looking at the exposed part of this object, it looks like a big ding.
"I think that the piece of Simu Wu Fang Ding unearthed by the archaeological team in Yin Ruins was only one or two thousand catties, but this thing in front of me is more than twice as big as Simu Wu Fang Ding. “
Such a large bronze is rare.
County Magistrate Zhang wiped his sweat on the side, to say that in the entire county, a middle-aged person like County Magistrate Zhang is also a top laborer, and he is the first to do anything, and it is rare to be an official.
Wang Yan stepped forward and handed a handkerchief to the county magistrate.
"Wang family boy, haha, this young generation is the best thing for you. Stretched out his hand and rubbed Wang Yan's head, then took the handkerchief and wiped his face.
"Uncle County Magistrate, I think that thing seems to be made of copper, what are you going to do? “
"What? Copper? You wait, I'll go and see. “
The county magistrate stepped forward again to take a look, left and right.
Really.
"Your kid has made a meritorious service, and this is also dragged out, and when you knock the copper smelting money directly tomorrow, when the time comes, there will be more copies of your eldest son." “
Hearing this, Wang Yan seems to know why the Chinese civilization is more than 5,000 years old, but there are so few cultural relics left.
In the previous life, it was a national treasure, a national treasure that was forbidden to leave the country and forbidden to be bought and sold by individuals.
"Don't mind, look, what if this thing is a divine object, you see, who can make such a big object, who can make it except for the gods and his old man? “
In the three years since Wang Yan arrived in this old and weak county, he has summed it up, as long as the people here mention the gods, they are extremely respectful.
Interestingly, however, the gods they worship do not have a uniform name.
In the previous life, Wang Yan's favorite God of Wealth division of labor was extremely detailed, what East God of Wealth, Bigan, West God of Wealth, Guan Gong, South God of Wealth, Chai Rong, North God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, Middle God of Wealth, Wang Hai, etc., etc., in addition, there is also the God of Wealth in all directions, which is called a flower.
County Magistrate Zhang stepped forward, took a closer look, and made sure that this thing seemed to be a neat object, and hurriedly took three steps back and bowed down.
"The gods are more offended, more offended, Xiaguan, oh no, the small people should die, the small people should die, today's manpower is really not enough, I will mobilize the people of the whole county, and I will definitely invite you out of the pit, please come out. “
Wang Yan also owed, didn't know what to think, picked up a stone and threw it towards the Fang Ding.
"When~~~"
It was another trill that had gone through the vicissitudes of time, which frightened County Magistrate Zhang to bury his head on the ground and tremble, and he couldn't kneel on the ground for a long time.
also frightened Wang Yan, he didn't expect to make such a loud noise, he was afraid that he would come to count himself later, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the degree of ignorance of the people here.
I knelt like this for nearly an hour.
Wang Yan looked up at the horizon in the distance, and the sandstorm was coming again.
Not far away, it seems that an earthy yellow "high wall" thousands of meters high is pressing towards this side, covering the sky and the sun.
"County Magistrate Zhang, let's go quickly, the sandstorm is coming again, it's too late to go, kneel down tomorrow and run quickly!"
The sandstorm in this desert is extremely terrifying, thinking that the east has sent 100,000 troops to conquer Fenglie several times, but not long after entering the territory of the Fenglie Kingdom, it was buried in this vast desert by a large sandstorm with people and horses.
The people in the county hurriedly fled to their homes, but Wang Yan didn't have time to go home, so he had to follow the county magistrate into the county magistrate's house and quickly close the doors and windows.
The old and the young who ran into the house were relieved.
Wang Yan looked up at the county magistrate's slightly trembling ass, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.
This county magistrate is a county magistrate who was directly assigned from the national capital.
There is an old saying that it is called 100,000 snowflakes of silver in the Qing Governor's Mansion in three years, and there are few officials who are not greedy.
But what I didn't expect was that the county magistrate's house was similar to his own home, and it was also a family with four walls, the only difference was that there was a cellar in the county magistrate's house, and maybe there were some good things hidden here.
Outside, the wind and sand were blowing, and the walls smashed by sand in the air were banging, as if they were blowing big smoke in the northeast of their hometown in winter.
Just now, if you come back a little late, the result is that you will be scraped and bloody.
After all, no matter what, this snow is still no better than sand.
"Come on, Wang boy, you can stay with my house tonight, don't go anywhere, do you hear?" “
After speaking, the county magistrate Zhang went down to the cellar.
Wang Yan's nose was very sharp, and he suddenly smelled a burst of wine, Wang Yan in his previous life had never drunk alcohol, especially that kind of industrial beer, the feeling of the entrance of that industrial beer was more like the smell of horse urine for Wang Yan, but pure grain brewing is another story.
After a while, the county magistrate Zhang came up, carrying a dry noodle cake the size of a manhole cover in his hand, and some jerky made of unknown meat, and the kettle hanging from his waist clanked.
"Boy of the Wang family, today is also considered your meritorious service, Lord Ben invited you to eat delicious food. “
Looking at the somewhat green dry noodle cake on the table, Wang Yan said bitterly, this is the bread made of flour ground from the dog's tail grass seeds mentioned above, which is bitter, astringent and a little green, but this is already a lot stronger than the cactus version of the Manchu Han Quanxi.
I picked it up and nibbled on it, but my eyes were still staring at the small handful of jerky made of unknown meat in front of the county magistrate's table.
I saw that the county magistrate Zhang Da picked up a strip of meat and carefully sipped the taste, and then picked up the small wine pot next to him and took a sip, which is called a beauty.
If he drinks wine at this rate, he can eat this one for a month, but he can't eat it on the first day and dry it on the second day.
"One?"
County Magistrate Zhang looked at Wang Yan's hot eyes and couldn't help but say.
Wang Yan nodded violently.
Looking at the jerky handed over by County Magistrate Zhang, Wang Yan hesitated again, God knows if this jerky has been scolded by this county magistrate!
However, due to the miserable situation of almost zero meat intake in the past three years, Wang Yan still took it and stuffed it into his mouth.
You can't let go of this bit of nutrition.
It's just that I didn't expect the taste to be really indescribable, bitter and astringent.
The taste is weird.
Seeing this, the county magistrate slapped his thigh in distress, and the ass was shaken.
"Hey, you're a loser!"