Chapter 32: Smelling the Earth

Who knows, when I called Aqiu, I couldn't get through, and the prompt from the mobile phone was not in the service area. I wonder where Aqiu has gone, why is there no mobile phone signal?

Dunzi suddenly remembered, "Will you go to find that broken Taoist temple?" ”

One sentence reminded me, "Let's go, let's go to Beishan." ”

On the outskirts of the northern part of the city is a mountain less than 500 meters above sea level, and there is a dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountain, where it is said that a Taoist priest practiced there decades ago. Dunzi and I went to that place when we were very young, and we haven't been there since.

On the way to Beishan, I discussed Aqiu with Dunzi.

Dunzi said: "This Aqiu is really strange, there are many places of interest in Ningzhou City, he came all the way from the south, did not go to those places to visit, but went to see what Taoist temples." It's hard to understand. ”

I asked, "Dunzi, do you know anything about Aqiu?" ”

"I don't understand. All I know is that he is Mr. Lui's helper. Nothing else is known. ”

I was stunned, "Helper? ”

"Yes. After taking the high-speed train to the south, I went to Mr. Lu to settle accounts with my Ru kiln azure glazed bowl, and when I went there, I found that Mr. Lu's yard was full of many clay pots, and each clay pot was filled with soil. Mr. Lu was instructing Aqiu to move the clay pots into the house. ”

"By the way," I have no interest in clay pots and soil, what I am interested in is the person surnamed Lu, "Dunzi, how old is that Mr. Lu?" ”

"Not yet forty."

"Oh?" I was taken aback. I originally thought that Mr. Lu was an old man in his seventies and eighties, but I didn't expect to be so young, which was really surprising to me.

I was intrigued. A middle-aged man under the age of forty actually made a high replica of the Ru kiln azure glazed bowl, and if I hadn't seen the flaw in the sesame nails on the bottom of the bowl, I would have regarded it as genuine. This is a superior man.

The other party sent Aqiu to invite me to meet him, also because I saw the flaw and was out of curiosity.

Half an hour later, the Xiali stopped at the foot of the North Mountain. I got out of the car with Dunzi and pulled the grass and shrubs towards the mountain. More than ten minutes later, a dilapidated Taoist temple appeared in sight, the top of the temple had already collapsed, and next to it was an old locust tree surrounded by two people, and the leaves were blown by the wind, swishing.

Dunzi and I walked a few steps briskly, and as far as the eye could see, we didn't see Aqiu. When he was disappointed, he heard a snoring sound from under the ruins of the Taoist temple, as if someone was panting.

Dunzi and I walked closer to the sound and were taken aback. I saw a dirt pit below, and Aqiu was hunched over and half-squatting in the dirt pit, digging with a shovel in his hand.

Dunzi shouted, "Aqiu, what are you doing?" ”

Aqiu looked up and saw me and Dunzi looking at him with puzzled expressions, he jumped out of the pit, patted the muck on his body, and said, "I was entrusted by Mr. Lu to bring a jar of soil back." ”

One sentence confused me and Dunzi.

Bring the soil back??

Aqiu then explained. It turned out that when Aqiu went out, Mr. Lu specially explained to him that after arriving in Ningzhou City, he should inquire whether there was a Taoist temple in the local area, and if so, he must take a clay pot of soil and bring it back.

Aqiu's explanation was too simple, and both Dunzi and I were puzzled. What is the soil used for? Also, why did you go to this place to get soil?

Aqiu said: "Mr. Lu has a pure heart and few desires, and wants to build a Taoist temple in the local area. Pretty good idea. ”

I said, "The temple was built with bricks and tiles, so it seems that it has nothing to do with soil." Aqiu, can you explain things clearly, you have traveled thousands of miles from the south to the north, and you have brought a clay pot of soil back, which is really incomprehensible. ”

Dunzi suddenly patted his head, "I remember, when I first saw Mr. Lu, I saw Mr. Lu holding a black clay pot in both hands, which was full of soil. Guess what Mr. Lu is doing, I saw him put his nose close to the clay pot, and he kept sniffing, like a hunting dog..."

Speaking of this, he smiled," Mr. Lu sniffed, with a very intoxicated expression on his face. That expression, that look, tsk, enjoy it so much, it's like smoking a big cigarette. Ha ha! ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "Mr. Lu is a master of making antiques, and it is not surprising that he has a soft spot for the soil. ”

I have a vague guess in my heart that the soil of a clay pot and a clay pot that Dunzi saw in the courtyard of the master surnamed Lu should have been collected by the other party from various places. To imitate antiques, the soil quality is the most important. It's just that it's hard to understand why Lu Gao asked Aqiu to come to the Taoist temple to get soil?

Could it be that what is so special about this broken Taoist temple in Beishan?

If there is really something special, the question arises again, the master surnamed Lu is far away in the south, how can he know that there is something special about this broken Taoist temple in Beishan?

While I was thinking about it, Dunzi suddenly asked Aqiu: "What did you mean by saying that Mr. Lu was pure-hearted and had few desires?" ”

Unlike ordinary people, Mr. Lu has never married in his life and has no children or daughters. Moreover, Mr. is a vegetarian and does not eat meat. Money is also something outside the body in the eyes of the gentleman. It's pretty good. ”

Dunzi disagreed, "It's so good." I don't know anything else, and when I say that Mr. Lu doesn't like money, I'm the first to be unconvinced. If you don't like money, why do you open a workshop to sell antiques? In my opinion, Mr. Lu is actually a money fan, obviously likes money to death, but pretends not to like it and pretends to be forced. ”

Aqiu's face changed, "Chen Dadun, you can't slander Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu really regards money as dung, and the reason why he makes art and sells it is to build a Taoist temple as soon as possible. ”

"It turns out that making money is to build a Taoist temple," Dunzi touched his head and said incomprehensibly, "I live well, why do I want to be a Taoist priest." Mr. Lu is really confusing. ”

Aqiu didn't say anything more, he continued to grab the shovel and dig down. After digging for a while, he put down his shovel, took out a tape measure from his pocket, and measured the depth of the pit. Then, he opened the bag he was carrying, took out a plastic bag from it, took the soil from the pit with his hands unhurriedly, and filled it into the bag.

I noticed a detail that when Aqiu measured the height of the pit with a tape measure, the length shown on the tape measure was three feet three inches. In other words, Aqiu dug the pit according to this length.

Three feet three inches... What does it mean?

After halfway through the plastic bag, Aqiu stopped filling it, and after putting the bag containing the soil in the bag, he jumped out of the dirt pit.

Although I have a lot of questions, it's not good to ask people casually, after all, I don't know each other well, and they just invited me to the south on the orders of Mr. Lu. If you ask too many questions, you will be looked down upon, and people will not answer or deal with you casually.

On the way down the mountain together, I apologized to Aqiu, "I'm really sorry, you're a guest from out of town, I should have invited you to accompany you around." However, some things unfortunately caught up and failed to make time. ”

Aqiu said: "Mr. Chen doesn't have to be polite. You have already agreed to Mr. Lu's invitation, and my Aqiu's task has been completed, and I thank you that it is too late. ”

I remembered the pictures and video materials of the blue and white tower-shaped jar in the Tang Dynasty, and asked Aqiu: "Have you seen all the things in the USB flash drive?" I don't know if you found anything? ”