The joint archaeological inspection plan was quickly approved. Among them, two people from the Department of Biology and Archeology of Jinmen University participated, one person from the Jinmen City Archeology Institute, and Wang Ke formed a six-person team.
Ye Qianqian and his father, Professor Ye Rongguang, as two researchers from the Department of Biology, participated in the joint archaeological inspection team. Professor Wen and Director Chen, whom they had met before, represented the Department of Archeology and participated in the joint inspection and archaeological team.
According to this plan, they will also recruit six migrant workers on the spot in Tunliu Village as a support team.
When the joint inspection and archaeological team arrived at Tunliu Village, the artillery company had already moved to a small village at the foot of a mountain called Shaguaoding to conduct the next training subject.
Casserole Ding is the second highest mountain peak in the western mountainous area with an altitude of over 1,000 meters. In the words of health worker Yu Deben, standing on the hillside behind Tunliu Village and looking north, the first peak is the famous Langya Mountain, and the second peak is Casserole Ding.
Don't care where the company is now? Wang Ke's main task is to assist the joint inspection and archaeological team in Tunliu Village to find more historical evidence.
This joint archaeological expedition will be divided into two stages.
In the first stage, cultural relics from the Warring States Period that may have been handed down were collected and sorted out in Tunliu Village and surrounding areas, including the prehistoric culture of the Yan, Qi and Zhao Kingdoms, including legends, folk songs, poems, etc.
In the second stage, actual exploration of the ancient well was carried out.
At Wang Ke's suggestion, the joint archaeological team stayed at the home of Uncle Geng and his niece-in-law. Five gay men lived in Uncle Geng's house, and Ye happened to live in the house of Uncle Geng's niece-in-law.
From the second day after the joint inspection and archaeological team arrived in Tunliu Village, fellow villagers have brought ancestral antiques from their homes for identification by the inspection and archaeological team. Uncle Geng also has two pieces, one is a bronze crane lantern. , one is a thread-bound book with parchment fragments.
Although the fellow villagers brought a lot of things, not much was valuable. Most of them are imitation and distressed handicrafts from modern times and Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Many fellow villagers came here to take advantage of the excitement and returned disappointed.
That day, Uncle Geng came to Wang Ke, holding a book one arm wide and two arm long in his hand, and said: "Reconnaissance squad leader, please judge, is my book considered an antique? They don't know the goods!"
"Uncle Geng, I don't understand this aspect of identification! Let's ask their archaeological institute!"
Uncle Geng looked very angry, "I've already asked. They were stunned and said no. You say it's irritating or not."
"Uncle Geng, don't worry. When Professor Ye comes back tonight, I'll ask him to help you take a look."
"You're talking about that tall and thin biologist. Does he still know about archeology?" Uncle Geng's words showed extreme disbelief.
"It never hurts to ask, right?"
"Okay then! If it's not already, I'll give it to you."
Wang Ke has a high prestige in Tunliu Village because he took the risk to go down to the bottom of the well to clear the silt and completely solved the water problem of the whole village. It can be said that every household knows Wang Ke.
Wang Ke took the thread-bound book handed over by Uncle Geng and opened it. Only half of the sheepskin cover in the front was left, and a few pages were missing. The back cover was still intact. Each page inside is filled with hand-drawn figures, facial expressions, movements, flowers, plants, and the like, as well as some hand-drawn symbols next to them, like a book from heaven. Wang Ke looked at it for a long time and still didn't understand what the painting was about? Although every page of the book is yellow and old, no matter how you look at it, it is purely something recorded by an illiterate, with no historical or cultural value.
"Uncle Geng, although I don't understand archeology, this book of yours doesn't look like an antique. Where did you pick it up?"
"This book was not picked up from outside, but was dug out of a wooden box on the roof when the house left by my ancestors was being renovated." Uncle Geng was a little frustrated. He said: "Is it really not the case? Do you know what’s painted here?”
Wang Ke comforted him: "Uncle Geng, the professor at Jinmen University doesn't know this book. Maybe professors from other universities will know it. This university is not the only one with the Department of Archeology."
"Well, I will give this book to you. If you meet someone you know and have a chance to read, you may be able to make some contribution to society, and it will not disgrace the ancestors of the Geng family."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Geng. Then leave this book here with me." After saying that, Wang Ke opened the empty grenade box and put the thread-bound book inside.
The first phase lasted for a week, but the effect was not satisfactory. Professor Wen, the captain of the joint inspection and archaeological team, decided to abandon his station and take the initiative to conduct interviews.
On this day, Professor Wen finally unexpectedly saw a small half-drawn broken copper jar enshrined in a shrine at a fellow villager's home, and he quickly asked: "Where did this come from?"
The fellow laughed and said, "This is not passed down. It was found by Wang Ke from the artillery company from the well last time. Many of our families have it. After all, it belongs to our ancestors. If it falls in the well, it can be regarded as a legacy for our descendants." I made a thought about it and placed it at home to ward off evil spirits. This broken copper jar is not an antique."
Professor Wen smiled. "You think that broken things are not called antiques. A piece of broken Yuan blue and white porcelain is an antique. I'll register it first and take it back for study."
When the fellow heard this, he quickly said: "My brother-in-law also has one at his house. It's a broken green pottery pot. His pot is a little bigger than mine. I'll take you there." As a result, Professor Wen also took it back.
When he got home, he found Wang Ke and said to him: "Comrade Xiao Wang..."
"Arrived." Wang Ke responded reflexively, and Professor Wen smiled.
"You have a high prestige in this village. I remember you accidentally said something at Professor Ye's house last time, saying that except for what the fellow villagers took, the rest of the things you picked up from the well were thrown into a pit outside the village. , can you take us to see it?"
"Okay, but the stronger ones were taken home by the fellow villagers. The rest are broken rope ends, rotten iron buckets, and mud."
Wang Ke turned around and picked up a three-tine rake used by local fellows from behind the door. He carried it and accompanied Professor Wen and others to the pit outside the village.
When we got to the pit, we saw the pile of debris and silt cleared out from the bottom of the well.
Professor Wen and Professor Ye squatted down. Every time Wang Ke raked with the rake, Professor Wen and others picked up something and looked at it carefully under the magnifying glass.
After watching for an hour, it was already getting late and everyone saw nothing. Just as he was about to go home, Professor Wen suddenly called out, "Old Ye, what do you think this is?"
Professor Wen held a piece of pottery the size of a table tennis ball in his hand, and Professor Ye took it and looked at it carefully. "There seems to be a pattern on it, from the Shang Dynasty?"
How can this be?
No matter how old the ancient well is, it can't be as old as three thousand years ago, right?
"Wait a minute, let me ask Comrade Xiao Wang. Comrade Xiao Wang, you said at that time that you guys were clearing the mud from the well. Have you cleared it to the end?"
"That's not true. Almost 20 meters were cleared. The wires were not long enough, and the water was enough for the whole village at that time, so we called it a day." Wang Ke told the truth.
"Hahaha, we really may have found a big treasure, Lao Ye, the well has not been dug to the bottom, the well has not been dug to the bottom!" Professor Wen waved his hands excitedly like a child. Professor Ye was also extremely happy. He said: "Yes, Lao Wen, maybe this ancient well can also dig out prehistoric culture, at least something earlier than the Yan culture. We must quickly revise our joint archaeological investigation plan, especially It is to increase the bottom excavation of the ancient well.”
Wang Ke immediately figured it out. The mud in this ancient well was the accumulation of time. The water dispensers dropped in different eras were completely different. If we could go back further, there must be relics from the Warring States Period in the middle.
God, how did our ancestors dig this well back then? What tools did they use? Use explosives, hammers and chisels, bronze swords, red copper shovels, or stone tools? You won’t dig it out with your fingernails anyway!
Several people walked back excitedly.
While walking and discussing today's major discoveries, Professor Wen kept taking out the pottery fragment in his pocket to appreciate it, and then handed it to Professor Ye afterward.
He patted Wang Ke on the shoulder and said, "Comrade Xiao Wang, this is a major discovery we have made in Tunliu Village in the past few days. You always bring us surprises. Stop being a soldier. You might as well take off your military uniform and come to our archaeological site." Come on, after a few years of practice, you will definitely become something great. How about it?" This is the second time that experts from Jinmen University extended an olive branch to Wang Ke.
Wang Ke smiled. "Thank you, Teacher Wen, for your kindness. You discovered this piece of pottery today! I just dug it up for you. The credit belongs to you." Wang Ke didn't call the professor "teacher" because he thought it was too polite to call him "professor". The teacher is very approachable.
"No, no, no, it was you who cleared them from the bottom of the well, allowed them to see the light of day again, and gave us the opportunity to see them. You are the one who has made a great contribution."
"Let's stop flattering each other. Haven't you noticed that you are very hungry? You can have two drinks when you go back tonight." Professor Ye said on the side.
"Yes, let's have two drinks to celebrate. Comrade Xiao Wang, you have to have a few drinks with us old guys tonight." Professor Wen continued, took the pottery fragments from Professor Ye's hand, and reinstalled them. Into pocket.
Back in the room, the two old professors were very excited. Wang Ke quickly ran to the canteen in the village and bought two bottles of Laobaigan, some fried peanuts and a roast chicken, and cut a piece of meat. He went to Uncle Geng's niece's house, called Ye Xianpian, and the two of them started cooking.
Ye Xian rolled up his sleeves, while Wang Ke helped. Six or seven dishes were quickly prepared, including a bowl of scrambled eggs, a bowl of peanuts, a bowl of shredded tofu, and a bowl of shredded chicken, not to mention the hot dishes. Anyway, it was greatly appreciated. The dishes were placed on the small table on the Kang. The four experts took off their shoes, got on the Kang and sat down to drink.
Looking at Ye Qianqian and Wang Ke who were busy, Professor Wen poked Ye Rongguang, "Old Ye, don't let this kid run away, what a great son-in-law."
The voice of these words was very low, but they were still heard by the two people in the outer room. Both of them blushed. You look at me, I look at you. Ye Pianqian's face has never been so red before. She He put down the spatula, wiped his hand on his apron, stretched out his hand and twisted Wang Ke's arm, and said bitterly: "Look what I'm doing!"
Wang Ke felt pain and jumped to the side, breathing out and rubbing his arms with his hands. Why does this girl like to pinch people?
"Wang Ke, Wang Ke, come here with me!" Professor Ye shouted from inside.
"Here it comes, here it comes, there's another dish." The two responded outside the house.
