The barrel of liquor poured out of the round tripod obviously went down a large piece, and it is estimated that the villager Wang Suozhu drank this as beer. The alcohol made in ancient times was originally low in strength, and it was stored for such a long time.

"This guy is really an alcoholic, he dares to drink any wine" found out the reason, Captain Zhang was anxious and angry, Zhang Luo asked someone to carry Wang Suozhu to the bottom of the mountain and go to the hospital for treatment. At the critical moment of the excavation, the manpower was very tight, and he really didn't want to make a fuss.

"Don't be so troublesome, since he has drunk too much, he will sleep a little longer, and when the strength of the wine passes, he will naturally wake up." Brother Badou suddenly interjected, he felt that there was nothing wrong with Wang Suozhu's body.

But Captain Zhang was still worried about some accident and insisted on sending the drunk to the hospital. There was no way, Brother Badou had no choice but to stretch out his finger and poke a few times at Wang Suozhu's head, and his mouth was still nagging and counting: "You drunkard, you know how to drink and delay things all day long!" ”

Strange to say, Wang Suozhu got up from the ground and rubbed his eyes: "It's a bright sky - everyone is here, is it possible to pay today?" ”

"Deduct your wages first!" Captain Zhang saw that he was fine, so he beckoned everyone to continue eating, and then hurried to work.

When someone was leaving, he teased Wang Suozhu: "What's the matter, what does the wine taste like for thousands of years?" ”

Wang Suozhu licked his lips a few times with his tongue, and said with an aftertaste: "That's the real old wine—"

This little turmoil passed quickly, and it was just a joke after everyone's work, but Brother Badou paid attention to it, and after pondering for a while, he found Professor Cheng at noon: "Old Cheng, let me ask you something, is everything unearthed to be handled by me?" ”

He is the only one who can call Professor Cheng "Old Cheng" here, and he seems to be neither big nor small. No, the old professor didn't care about this. A person whose life is about to come to an end cares about anything, just corrected: "But you don't have ownership of these artifacts." Only the right to use. ”

"That's it, this half barrel of wine is also mine," the fat man happily picked up the barrel. Throw your legs and run out. Looking at his broad back, Professor Cheng shook his head slightly, and then continued to splice the oracle bones on the table. From these words, he had to judge the identity of the tomb's owner.

The work is more cumbersome, and most of the words on the oracle bones are related to sacrifices, and the value is not too great. However, the frequent appearance of the word "Wending" in it still made Professor Cheng guess. If this is really a mausoleum of the emperor of the Shang Dynasty. It was probably the largest mausoleum he had ever excavated!

Wen Ding was the penultimate emperor of the Shang Dynasty and is recorded as Taiding in the historical records. The era in which this emperor lived, the Zhou Dynasty was also rising rapidly, and the Shang Dynasty was already declining.

Thinking of this, Professor Cheng also took off his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, looked at the sunset spread outside the tent, and whispered two sentences in his mouth: "The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk——"

"Lao Cheng, it's time to eat!" That's what he called. Of course, it's the little fat man, who doesn't mind the process, bathed in the glow. Walk slowly to the open space where you are eating.

Archaeology is a hard profession, sleeping in the open is a common thing, everyone usually eats, is to spread the meal supplement on the ground, sit on the ground, one person holds a big bowl, the rice is covered with vegetables, snoring and eating and pulling down.

But today seems to be a little different, I saw a few large bowls on the ground. There were also a lot of meat and bones inside, and the smell of meat diffused in the open space.

"Good luck. Snatch a bitten sika deer from the wolf's mouth and eat! Brother Badou said hehe. Explaining the origin of the meat, but in fact, it was specially sent to him by the wolves.

Everyone had already looked at the venison and swallowed their saliva, so they each took their share and devoured it. Many people have eaten venison for the first time, and they are noisy and delicious.

"It's delicious and can't be eaten often, the sika deer is a protected animal, if it weren't for the wolf's mouth, how could there be this mouthful?" Brother Badou beckoned Captain Zhang, Professor Cheng and several other archaeological team members to sit around the big bowl and prepare for dinner.

Leng Buding heard someone next to him complaining: "Such a delicious venison, it would be even more beautiful if you could drink two sips of wine!" ”

The one who can express such emotion is, of course, the drunkard king lock pillar. Captain Zhang was so angry that he glared at him fiercely: "Lock Pillar, you have been walking all day this day, and you haven't done any work at all, so you will be given half a day's work!" ”

When Wang Suozhu heard this, he took the bowl and grimaced, and went to eat with his head bored. Seeing this, the fat man also followed a few hehes: You know, the wine is rich in copper ions, and it is not bad if it is not poisoned.

However, the fat man also said: "It makes sense, how can you make it without meat and wine?" Team Zhang, how many of the wine vessels that have been excavated will you borrow from me first? ”

"Fooling around, how can cultural relics be borrowed casually!" Captain Zhang is still a very serious person, and of course he refuses to make mistakes. Professor Cheng nodded, he was also ready to make an exception, have a drink, and celebrate the tomb of King Shang, the biggest archaeological discovery in his life.

Captain Zhang reluctantly asked someone to fetch two bronze jukes, and after preliminary sorting, although the bronze jue was still idle, at least it was relatively clean. Because he was reluctant, Captain Zhang nagged in his mouth: "It's useless to have a wine vessel, we prohibit alcohol here, you can't use this bronze lord to drink cold water, right?" ”

"Of course there's wine, and it's old." The fat man took out the vat with the liquor and poured it full: "This is called the original, using thousands of years ago wine vessels, drinking thousands of years ago, drinking thousands of years ago, how happy?" ”

Everyone looked at the two bronze lords and was stunned: Who dares to drink it?

Wang Tiezhu, who was hiding on the side, was a little nervous, but in the end, he was still embarrassed to move forward.

Brother Badou picked up a bronze jue in one hand, picked up a piece of venison in the other, shook his head, and was very interested: "Yo Yo Lu Ming, Eat Wild Apple, I have a guest, drum and blow sheng." Who drinks with me today? ”

The archaeological team members, including Captain Zhang, shook their heads together: It's okay to eat meat, but it's okay to drink alcohol.

No one responded, which made the fat man very embarrassed, and continued to chant with a regretful face: "What is life? Sing to the wine. I should be generous, my worries are unforgettable, how can I solve my worries, only Du Kang, I can only drink by myself-"

"Slow, I'll get drunk with you today!" I saw Professor Cheng's face flushed, stretched out his hands, and trembled to pick up the wine, and the blue-green wine flowed down the back of his hand.

Captain Zhang and the others were all stunned: What's wrong with Professor Cheng today, he got drunk without drinking?

Of course, they couldn't understand Professor Cheng's mood at the moment, it was a combination of multiple emotions, and they were afraid that only Du Kang could let him gain a short period of peace.

"Okay, Lao Cheng, I know you can do it. The ancient sages are all lonely, only the drinker leaves his name, let's toast! The fat man slammed the bronze jue in his hand forward, and then drank the wine inside. It's just that there are two small umbrella-shaped pillars on the bronze jue, which happen to be on his nose and eyes, and as a result, Brother Badou choked, and two clear wines flowed out of his nose and eyes.

Seeing this, Professor Cheng also had a smile on his face: "If you don't learn and don't know, that's not how the Bronze Lord is used-"

With that, he lifted the bronze jukee, and then tilted his head vigorously, with his face facing the sky, and then poured the wine into his mouth, and drank it, his throat stirred. After the liquor in Jue was completely clean, he returned to his original state, and looked at the fat man with a smile: "This is called the end of the Jue, which means toast." ”

"Lao Cheng, didn't you slap me in the face - you said that this wine glass is the same, you have to make two small pillars in the way, just break it down." Brother Badou looked at the luck of the two small umbrella-shaped pillars above the bronze lord.

Professor Cheng was very interested today, and the wine just now felt particularly refreshing, smacking his lips lightly, and his mouth was fragrant, so he took advantage of the wine and said: "You are still an apprentice of the Golden Eye Eagle, and I don't know what you have learned all day." In ancient times, there was no distillation technology for winemaking, so they all carried mash, and ordinary people could only eat mash with drinking liquid, and only those nobles added a strainer to the wine glass to drink. The two bronze pillars of the bronze jue are used to fix the filter screen. ”

"Teachable, teachable, Lao Cheng, I'll give you another drink." Brother Badou filled the two bronze jukes again, and then followed Professor Cheng's appearance just now, and drank the wine in one gulp: "It's really nice to drink like this!" ”

Professor Cheng also let go of his arms today and had another drink with the fat man. Although the alcohol content of this wine is estimated to be lower than that of beer, it is very powerful. After drinking the third jue, the two of them blushed and bowed drunk. Pulling each other's shoulders and humming together: "When you sing about wine, life is geometric, such as morning dew, and the days are bitter-"

Humming and humming, Professor Cheng's eyes did not feel tears, and his life was dispersed like morning dew.

"Drunk, hurry up and help the professor back to sleep!" Captain Zhang also felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

"No-drunk-" The fat man's tongue was a little big when he spoke, and I saw him staggering to his feet, following Professor Cheng's neck and waist, and staggering towards Professor Cheng's tent, and then he never came out again.

Captain Zhang went over to take a look, and saw that the two of them had already fallen asleep with their arms in their arms, so they didn't bother. Just stood silently outside the account for a while.

The next morning, the sun rose in the east. Professor Cheng finally woke up, he stretched and found that his stomach was heavy. When I looked up, I saw a big fat leg.

Only then did he recall the experience of last night, and he couldn't help but smile dumbly: Is this an indulgence before death?

So he reached out and moved the fat man's thigh to the side: The stinky feet are almost on Lao Cheng's nose, okay?

Then, Professor Cheng was stunned, sat up straight, reached out and pinched his two arms, and then clenched his fists again, and slammed downward, a long-lost sense of strength surged in his arms, and he suddenly felt that the strength that had been lost for a long time seemed to be back in his body, which was the real original.

This is -- Professor Cheng's brain is a little foggy, he feels the condition of his body: his heart is beating vigorously, his energy has never been so abundant, and he seems to have returned to before he was not sick!

Dreaming, definitely dreaming. Professor Cheng Lao twisted his leg with his hand, but it didn't hurt at all, it must have been a dream.

"Ahh