But where I am, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with Shambhala, where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
Glaze can confirm the age, but gemstones and gold-filled gold cannot confirm their origin.
With 10,000 questions and curiosity, I immediately blocked the unknown river, ran all the way back to the rotten jeep and picked up a large bag of tools.
This is the first time in history that Hoh Xil archeology was excavated.
As people say, there is essentially no difference between archeology and tomb robbing.
If the tomb robbers can protect the bamboo slips, murals, corpses and various silk fabrics, they can really compare with the archaeological team.
My archaeological skills were taught step by step by Mr. Cao.
In the entire eighteen years of junior class, what Old Man Cao really taught me was archeology.
One day before he taught me archeology, Mr. Cao called me into the back room of his principal's office. Under the witness of Mr. Lu, the piano teacher, Mr. Cheng, and more than a dozen teachers from Long Wangjiang's youth class, Mr. Cao had a facelift. He asked me to kneel down and kowtow to him, and officially accepted me as his closed disciple. .
The result is that I gave him a kiss!
I remember the situation very clearly.
After my stern rejection, all the teachers felt incredible.
Old Man Cao was so embarrassed that he blew his beard and stared in anger, and all his white hair as hard as steel needles stood up.
It's really all standing up.
Later, the piano teacher and Mr. Lu persuaded me, and Cheng Laolong Wangjiang also told me about the great benefits of closed disciples.
He said that as long as he became a close disciple of Old Man Cao, he would be able to obtain glory and wealth at his fingertips in the future, and even have a chance to become a king.
But I still refuse ruthlessly!
Old Man Cao was so angry that he vomited blood, slapped the table and started struggling. He pulled out a bamboo stick that I had never seen before from the back of the wheelchair and wanted to hit me.
But I won’t kowtow to Old Man Cao!
Even if I beat you to death, I won’t fight!
Under the extremely embarrassing situation, the piano teacher proposed a compromise plan, which was to dispense with the kowtow and serve tea instead, and the closed disciples complied with it.
But I still didn’t agree!
My stubbornness and willingness to die over surrender completely annoyed Old Man Cao.
He called everyone out, locked the door, and practiced eye contact with me.
In his words, it's like boiling an eagle!
The result of being an eagle is that my little eagle short-circuited his big flying dragon-eye eagle.
Later, Mr. Cao asked me, why did Mao refuse to become his disciple?
I also told Old Man Cao the truth.
"You brought me here to study when I was less than three years old. Now that I am ten years old, you have taught me for fifty days in eight years. You are still watching me play."
"Teachers like Yue Weiteng and Lao Shi sleep together from morning to night."
"What qualifications do you have to be my master?"
To this day, I still remember Old Man Cao’s eyes that were redder than a monkey’s butt.
But Old Man Cao is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
Before he locked me up, he pointed at my nose and yelled: "Once a teacher, always a father!"
"Even if I'm not your master, I'm still your father!"
"A biological father who is closer than your biological father!"
"As long as I'm here for a day, you little brat, don't even think about going against the grain!"
After this incident passed, Old Man Cao went out of his way and taught me archeology for a full hundred days!
Fifty days are for archeology and fifty days are for tomb robbing!
During those hundred days, Old Man Cao taught me step by step!
From playing poles to hearing soil and debating tombs, from listening to thunder to listening to wind, from stargazing to earth dragon sand water, from domestic to foreign countries, from ancient times to the Ming and Qing Dynasties...
I have already mastered the techniques of stargazing and chasing dragons from books, but what Old Man Cao taught me is the most practical.
This has benefited me a lot, and it has also benefited me greatly in actual combat. I have been able to break through layers of shackles until I reach the top.
I have learned Qi Men
As a Dunjia person, I learned archeology and tomb robbing, which made me even more powerful.
When I was fifteen years old, I completely convinced Old Man Cao and became the freest person in the youth class.
I still clearly remember how I solved the three major questions asked by Old Man Cao without any effort. Old Man Cao looked at me like an alien monster and was so shocked that his dentures fell off.
Plateau archeology does not require any skills.
After intercepting the flow, start cleaning from the inside to the outside, top to bottom, circle by layer, centered on the glass cup that was first found.
Within one meter in diameter and ten centimeters deep, the second fragment of the glass cup came out of the water.
Within three meters in diameter and twenty centimeters deep, I successfully pulled out the third, fourth, and fifth fragments.
The remaining fragments took more time to find. In the afternoon, the search range was expanded to five meters, but still nothing was found.
It was getting late, and I returned home with a large bag full of plateau loaches.
Back at the weather station, No. 10, whose head I had shaved, limped out of the garage with his broken leg and looked at me helplessly.
The long fox-like dog's tail tucked under the buttocks was raised for the first time and shook gently at me.
At this moment when one person and one dog looked at each other across the steps, I suddenly felt like home.
I silently went up the steps, not bothering to pay attention to the iron-clad gold that survived the catastrophe, and went straight into the house after watching a few plateau loaches pass by.
As long as an animal like a dog recognizes its owner, its eyes will no longer tolerate a second owner.
Especially the most loyal Tibetan Mastiff.
I have long been accustomed to being alone and don't care whether a dog is loyal or not. The reason why I saved the dog was because of the beast's loyalty to Zeng Jian.
The dried wild yak dung is thrown into the red stove, and the fragrance of green grass rises. The vacuum-packed sauerkraut spreads in the pollution-free plateau snow water, filling the whole house.
The fresh plateau loach comes out of the oven, as tender as tofu and melts in your mouth.
Take a sip of the delicious plateau loach sour soup and your whole body will fly.
Finally, he fished out a large bowl of noodles from the pot and finished them in one go. He bent over and went to bed with his belly that was almost swollen. He kicked his feet off and didn't want to open his eyes again.
Through the red firelight, I remembered the figure of Qiyan running in tears after the broken jeep. Thinking of what she said, my eyes were in a trance. I also saw the thin and thin woman Pan telling my comrades to take care.
Unknowingly, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
