Chapter 9 The Secret File of the Hearth

"Doctor Liu, this is a wallet left by Lao Ma for us, can you see what the Tao is? I've been researching it for a while, but I don't see anything wrong. The old man said as he handed over the leather wallet.

"We must liberate Taiwan! Yes? This wallet belonged to my father, โ–กโ–ก was given to him by someone else before, and I don't know where it was lost. We thought it had been stolen. When I was a child, I was very impressed, the PLA above, as well as this line of characters, were all hand-carved, and after so many years, they were almost smoothed. When Dr. Liu saw his father's relics, he immediately became excited.

"Boss, heat up the hot and sour soup again and sprinkle more pepper. We finished eating and were ready to check out. "The old stuffy is ready to eat a big job, it's winter, the sky outside is already very cold, the old stuffy motorcycle leather jacket only has a sweater inside, you have to drink a bowl of spicy hot and sour soup to keep yourself warm.

The boss came over to take a look, and the three of them didn't finish two bottles of beer, "Hot dishes?" Put more pepper? Do you want to crack an egg? โ€

"Thank you owner, no need to heat it up. Check out. Dr. Liu stood up and walked to the counter.

"Wait, I'll drink some more, I'll drink some more." The old man followed him out of the hotel.

"Youth, obedient and obedient, listen, the boss is talking like that, why don't you hurry up? Are you waiting for him to crack you an egg? He has more nutritious than eggs, add to you, do you drink it? Dr. Liu walked while educating the two of them.

"What's the matter? What's more nutritious than eggs? "Lao Gang's brain is a little difficult.

"You can't offend the waiter when you eat, don't you understand? Human body cooking, snot, saliva and urine, these are those who have a conscience, those who have no conscience, what dish soap or something, and those who are sick after eating, and you don't know anything about it. Walk fast, walk fast. โ€

"These people aren't going to be, are they? It's disgusting, isn't it? If they do that, who will dare to come to them for dinner in the future? The old man touched the back of his head.

"Now this person is the same, you don't eat in this restaurant, change the restaurant and still be like this. You can't expect too much of them. "What Dr. Liu means is that you make the hotel unprofitable, and it is normal for the other party to retaliate against you, and you must see everything. Only then did Lao Bo notice that after Dr. Liu took off his white coat, he wore an expensive woolen tweed stand-up collar short coat, and walked in front with his hands behind his back, looking more like a high-ranking cadre.

The Xiguan Hotel, where we eat, is not far from the old house of Dr. Liu Qinglongshan, and the three of them walked over after eating, gossiping while talking.

In just one or twenty minutes, Dr. Liu led the two into the courtyard and came straight to the windowsill, "Come, move this big urn with me." โ€

There were seven or eight large urns under the windowsill, some empty, some filled with water, and some with a large urn pot and jar. The old stuffy two smashed it with bricks, and it was empty. This large urn to be lifted was filled with a large urn of water.

"Basically, I come back once a month, mainly to see the pomegranate trees in the yard. This tree is at least 100 years old, and it was planted here by the people who built this yard. "This yard in Dr. Liu's house was not handed down by their ancestors, but was bought by my father after he moved from the countryside." Generally, Boshan people will plant a pomegranate in their yard, do you know why? It is the auspicious implication of a full house of children and grandchildren. โ€

After the urn was removed, Dr. Liu took a broom to sweep the floating soil on the ground, took a shovel from the side, found a gap and inserted it. It turned out that under the big urn was a large cement slab, "Hurry up and find a brick to cushion." โ€

Lao Bo found a brick to prop on the open gap, which were two cement slabs, four fingers thick. Dr. Liu took out a few iron rods from the west wing and put them under the cement slab, so that the cement slab was easily moved away.

"Any idea what this is? This is a stove, no one uses it now, and in the winter it is warmer, and it is better than the current floor heating. Dr. Liu told them that it was a hearth. It turned out that there was no heating in Boshan in ancient times, so they dug a hearth under the house, and the flue of the hearth was like a labyrinth, covering the entire ground in the house, and there was a smoke outlet at the back of the house, so that the hearth was lit on fire, and the whole house was very warm.

Dr. Liu turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and walked down the steps, the hearth is not deep, about one meter six or seven, in addition to the hearth, there are also a bunch of messy porcelain pots and bowls, "These are the kiln goods left over from our old man's previous business." โ€

Boshan local production of ceramics and glass, the local people call ceramics kiln goods, glaze called feeders. In the past, the old Boshan people mainly made a living by carrying the burden to Jinan and other places to sell kiln goods and materials, and Dr. Liu said that his old man used to sell kiln goods. Every month, I have to push the cart out of the neighborhood and go around, this month in Zhangqiu, next month to Linzi, Zhangdian, anyway.

Hearing Doctor Liu say that their old man was going to Linzi, the corners of Lao Bo's mouth twitched slightly.

"The old horse has lived here for so long, and he hasn't found that there is a stove here? It is said that he tosses so much every day that he digs three feet into the ground, he should have dug this thing out a long time ago, right? "According to Lao Gang's character, if there is ten yuan hidden in this place, let him know, if he doesn't dig three feet into the ground, he will have to be two feet nine inches. There is not a single steel hammer hidden under every brick in the house, let alone any treasures.

"Since the 90s, all of us here in Boshan have moved into buildings. People who move here from outside in the future don't know that we have a stove under our houses, which is very normal. You look at all parts of the country, other places, such as Northeast China and Jiaodong, they are all ondols, and the stoves are all in the house. The firewood and grass that are smoked every day are too dirty and unhygienic. Dr. Liu said that because other places have burned firewood for a long time, only Boshan has been using coal since the Ming and Qing dynasties, because the heat of coal is larger, longer and cleaner, so the hearth is widely used.

Of course, in the past, ordinary families could not afford to use stoves, and they had to do business, and the families of officials would dig the stoves in advance when building houses. Just like the Jiang family compound in Boshan, not only dug the stove, but also dug a cellar underneath. "Do you know who the owner of the Jiang family's compound is? It was Jiang Xifan, the one who founded the Alliance with Sun Yat-sen. โ€

"So powerful?" In the past two days, it was Qi Jinggong's treasure again, and Jiang Xifan's cellar again, Lao Gang's head was buzzing, and after being constantly bombarded by these huge fortune information, his stomach was very uncomfortable, and he wanted to run to the back door of Zhao's house immediately to find Li Xia and complain.

Dr. Liu put his hand into the hearth, fumbled for a while, and took out a bag of oilcloth. "My father came to the city during the Cultural Revolution, and when he first arrived, he didn't have a house to live in, so he temporarily arranged to live here with a rich man's long-term worker. That long-term worker was single all his life, and when my father gave him a pension, he sold this yard half and gave it to our family. โ€

Walking out of the hearth, Dr. Liu opened the oilcloth bag and flicked the ashes off his body, "This is what my father brought back from outside when I was very young, and he has always kept it very carefully. I think the old horse might have come looking for this. โ€

The oilcloth bag was opened, and a cowhide file bag was revealed, and at the same time, there was a rapid knock at the door of the courtyard.