The vast majority of real archaeology is to dig up the soil.

Gathering a lot of people together can slow down, dig up what people left behind in the past, and then look for useful information from it.

In this era, there were indeed many people who still insisted on the archaeological method of rushing into an ancient ruin, picking up something of value, mostly made of gold, and running away, but after the arrival of the explorers, they were about to disappear completely.

And in doing so, you don't get what really matters to history – information. It is precisely in order to protect the information buried in the ground that archaeology becomes excavation.

And now, the biggest trouble the countess and Magellan faced was that there was no one digging for the earth.

They had to dig all the way down the desert to find the remains and possible information in the sedimentary layers more than 4,000 years ago.

"No one will come, and even if the villagers consider us friends, they won't go to the desert to dig sand. ”

"I can dig down a bit with magic, but you know, the most troublesome part has to be done by a human in the end. ”

Magellan was at a loss, and he even doubted that even if the villagers were willing to help, they would not meet the needs of the archaeological team.

"We can only rely on the villagers here now. ”

What the countess said was the truth, and Magellan thought about it and decided to give it a try.

......

The desert is a changeable place, but life in an oasis is always boring, just like a dry land.

So when the villagers saw an outsider with no camels around, they were amazed and involuntarily leaned over.

"I can drill a well, does anyone need to drill a well?"

It was a stranger who was unfamiliar with the desert, and his outfit looked like that of an Araffin, with a strange accent, but the villagers could barely understand it.

He shouted among the villagers, completely revealing his ignorance of the desert, and the villagers laughed and did not speak, they knew that soon the middle-aged man would have a hoarse throat and could not speak.

But gradually, the villagers did not want to wait until that time.

"I can dig a well, and if you give me money, you will have water, clean water, water that will not be used up. ”

There is nothing more appealing than the word "water", and people who live in the desert instinctively thirst for water, and it is like a mantra.

"There is no water here. ”

One of the villagers complained that even though this was an oasis, it was only for people to escape the desert.

"On the ground, no, there is underground, I will dig wells, and water will come down from the ground. ”

That doesn't sound like a lie.

The villagers knew that digging wells would get water from the ground, but they didn't know how.

"You're a liar!"

The outsider was ridiculously innocent, and he stepped into the trap without hesitation: "I didn't lie!"

As he spoke, he took out a shovel from behind his back.

The villagers gathered more and more, and they gathered together as if they were watching a play, following the footsteps of outsiders, keeping the "actor" at the center of the stage.

The outsider began to dig in the ground, and he was very fast, usually with a shovel and then a sharpened stick into the earth, and then took it out to see.

The villagers couldn't understand what he was doing, but before they could lose patience, the outsider proudly presented his evidence to prove himself.

He spread his left hand and showed the villagers a handful of wet sand on it.

"I know where to dig and find water! You give me money, and I'll dig a well for you. ”

The villagers have been convinced.

"Don't trust this liar!"

Just then, with a sudden shout, a businessman squeezed into the crowd.

It was the owner of a caravan, and the villagers here were well acquainted with him, a truly knowledgeable man who had traveled far and wide.

"His beard is fake, this is a liar, he just wants you to dig in the desert, I don't believe him, how can there be water in the ground here!"

The villagers began to hesitate, but they did not move. The thirst for water torments everyone here, even making them prefer to trust a stranger.

Then the merchant stepped out of the crowd and stood in front of outsiders.

"You must have made sure there was a place to dig a well, so you came. Say!" cried the merchant, "where is that place? Is it in the desert?"

"In the desert. ”

The crowd erupted in angry shouts.

The villagers, tormented by the pain of wanting to leave, vented it all on outsiders, if not merchants, perhaps already rushing in.

"The place where water can be dug up is in the desert. ”

"Stop deceiving, Professor Magellan, it's an old trick. The merchant exclaimed, "Your beard is fake, your accent is even more ridiculous, and no one in Arafah speaks like that!"

"What's the harm of having an extra water source here?"

The outsider shook his head and turned to leave.

......

"So you're just a failure. ”

The countess did not hide that she was gloating, after all, Magellan rarely encountered such a thing.

The outsider was dressed up by him, and according to the plan, he was supposed to take the villagers to dig in the desert, find the water source, and dig up the ancient ruins by the way.

But Magellan failed.

The Venetian merchants have been causing trouble since they arrived, and this success is particularly memorable.

"It's disappointing. ”

The countess shook the red wine in her glass, showing no disappointment at all.

"So, are you going to do something to remedy it?"

"I'm afraid it's hard to ......"

The villagers don't trust outsiders anymore, at least until they forget about it, and no one can try to convince them to dig in the desert.

"You're so disappointing...... countess smiled and put down her glass, "The very existence of ordinary people depends on all kinds of stupidity, and in short, they are the easiest to control." ”

"Ah......" Magellan smiled helplessly, "please save me, Lord Count, whatever you want to control them." ”

"Of course, the easiest way is to never be morally violated, just get ready to work. ”

......

When Magellan saw the villagers again, they were already honestly digging sand in the desert.

"You...... What did you do?"

"Give money. ”

The countess smiled and hid in the villa, and Magellan took over the command of the excavation.

Unbeknownst to the villagers, the "brave warrior of the noble lady's side" was the outsider who had disappointed them that day, and the thirst for money had led them to work hard, and the countess's various magical items had made the excavation progress far faster than Magellan had expected.