After Professor Wen held a meeting with Ye Pianpian and others to discuss how to re-clean, reinforce and build the house, he still felt uneasy about Wang Ke and followed her to Dong Pianfang's home again.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw a gray and yellow earthen jar on the table.
Professor Wen immediately forgot about everyone in the room, picked up the jar and looked at it carefully.
The clay jar has a yellowish texture unique to the Western Mountains. It has a melon-shaped round belly, a waist and neck, and a protruding string pattern on the shoulders. It has a trumpet-shaped mouth with an outward folded edge and a concave bottom. The carcass is of moderate thickness and the shape is simple and dignified.
The three young people were immediately shocked by Professor Wen's focused and serious aura, and looked at him silently.
"Where did you get it?" Professor Wen no longer cared about Wang Ke's injury and asked.
"Daddy Wen, we were just going to find you. Gu Maolin found it when he went to survey the landslide in the afternoon." Wang Ke said.
"Really?!"
"yes."
"Come on, take me to see you."
Without further ado, Professor Wen, like an old cat, quickly smelled a fishy smell.
Wang Ke nodded to Gu Maolin, and the two of them started to walk out.
"Wang Ke, the injury on your head hasn't healed yet, so don't go." Professor Wen said immediately when he saw that Wang Ke wanted to go.
"It's okay, I'm okay, I want to take a look too." Wang Ke glanced at Ye Qianpian.
"Uncle Wen, just let my brother Bing go. As long as I'm supporting him, he'll be fine." Ye Qianchang helped.
"That's fine, you put on your hat and bring the flashlight." Professor Wen smiled, not sure what happened to the young man.
Gu Maolin wrapped the soil jar in his military uniform, picked it up and led the way. The group of people followed him towards the back of the elementary school.
The original rectangular construction pit was no longer regular due to the collapse of the southwest corner. In particular, a large semicircular sand pit is exposed in the southwest corner, with the edge more than 20 meters away from the edge of the pit. Halfway up the pit, there was a series of messy footprints made by Gu Maolin.
At this time, the sky was already dark. By the light of the flashlight, everyone stepped on the sand and gravel on the slope and walked over. Soon Gu Maolin found the pit halfway up the slope, and Gu Maolin had dug out a small hole. On one side was a small pile of rusty, irregular pieces of scrap metal and a few pieces of rotten wood.
"Is it this place?" Professor Wen tried to dig in with his hands.
"Yes, there's no need to pick it off, it's gone inside." Gu Maolin said.
"How do you know? Have you already checked it out?" Professor Wen asked without raising his head, which was far from what he felt. This is a very isolated burial site. I just put my belongings in a jar and buried them at the foot of the mountain. However, due to historical changes, I couldn't even find them. There are so few things that it may not even be considered a moderately wealthy family.
If it hadn't collapsed and brought out this ash jar, it might not have been possible to mine to the foot of the mountain. It was purely a coincidence.
Several people's shoes were full of mud and sand, and when they stepped on them, the sand, dirt and rocks fell down one after another.
"Let's go up."
When he arrived at the primary school, Professor Wen took out the clay jar again and called all the students in. This is the first time a complete old object has been discovered since moving to Nanshao Village, so teachers and students are very excited.
Some took out cameras and some took out notebooks. This old thing alone makes it easy to talk about anything when I go back to college.
"Dear students, this is a jar that Comrade Gu Maolin picked up by our homework pit today. This shows that our homework habits are not good, we are not careful, and we are not good at observation."
"Uncle Wen, you've been talking for a long time, but you haven't mentioned what kind of old object this is." Ye Qianqian said.
"Oh, good question. This is a Han jar. We also call it a low-collar green glaze jar. Pottery is the most important container in the Han Dynasty. It evolved from the shape of the Shang and Zhou utensils. It was mostly used for storage or burial utensils. Han Dynasty The pottery produced, whether it is clay pottery or sand-filled pottery, whether it is eating utensils or storage utensils, are relatively fine. The utensils are carved or scratched, colored or glazed, and the decoration is quite beautiful. In the future historical era, There are few pottery vessels that can compare with those of the Han Dynasty.”
Professor Wen picked up the clay pot, glanced at the students, and continued: "What can this short-collared green glaze pot mean today? Let's talk about it."
"It shows that Nanshao Village has existed since the Han Dynasty."
"It shows that during this period, iron coins began to replace copper coins and became the mainstream."
"It shows that the number of underground cultural relics in Nanshao Village is amazing."
"It shows that this hillside has existed since the Han Dynasty."
…
After all the students had finished speaking, Professor Wen looked at Wang Ke, who had been silent, put the short-collared green glaze jar back on the table, and asked with a smile: "Wang Ke, what do you want to say? "
Ye Zhanzhang always snuggled next to Wang Ke, and she was supporting him with one hand.
"Teacher Wen, I..." Wang Ke changed his name to teacher in front of Professor Wen's students. He didn't want to say anything at first, but Professor Wen asked him to talk about his views. This is also a kind of learning and exchange.
"Teacher Wen, I have a very strange feeling that I haven't been able to figure out."
"Oh, what's weird?" Professor Wen's eyes lit up. This was exactly what he hoped for. Academically, he didn't like to follow others' opinions.
"Based on the depth of our detection and positioning, the ancient river channel is at the same level as the ancient Song Dynasty well at my godfather's house, and the sunken ship is still underneath it. But this Han Dynasty low-collar celadon jar is buried less than ten meters from the current surface. .Isn’t this strange?”
One student immediately curled his lips and said, "What's weird about this? Different geological accumulation layers!"
Professor Wen glared at his student and said to Wang Ke, "You continue."
"Teacher Wen, can these things from the Han and Tang Dynasties be buried on top of the Song and Yuan Dynasties?"
Everyone suddenly realized, yes, the things below are more ancient, so how can it be reversed?
"Are you suspecting that Teacher Wen has misjudged the jar? It's not a Han jar, but a Ming jar or a Qing jar?" The student who just criticized Wang Ke finally caught a "handle", and he immediately asked Wang Ke back.
"That's wrong. I don't doubt Teacher Wen's vision at all. I just can't explain this geographical and geological phenomenon. There can't be anyone deliberately playing a prank on us and making such a low-collared celadon jar from the Han Dynasty to confuse us, right?"
"What do you think?" Professor Wen asked. He now admired Wang Ke with a bandage on his head. His questions were always different, full of fantasy and challenges.
"Teacher Wen, I haven't understood it clearly and I don't dare to talk nonsense. Could it be that some tomb robber from the Ming and Qing Dynasties came here and buried it?" When the students heard Wang Ke's strange theory, they burst into laughter.
"Why are you laughing? This is very possible. Otherwise, how can we explain this geological phenomenon?" Ye Pian was so angry that she despised those who criticized Brother Bing. At the same time, she is also a teacher. She cannot tolerate the shallowness of people at Jinmen University. People who don't know how to pretend to understand are the most hateful.
"No, no, Teacher Xiao Ye, they have a reason to laugh. It's because I didn't express myself clearly." Wang Ke immediately interrupted Ye Xianpian's words. Next, he had to say something. "What I mean is that this Han Dynasty low-collar green glaze jar cannot be buried by people from the Han, Tang and Song Dynasties, and it cannot fall from the sky."
The three girls couldn't help but cover their mouths and snicker after listening to Wang Ke's words. Wang Ke felt that it was time to show his sword, so he said: "The burial here is not deep. He must have been buried by people before the Ming and Qing Dynasties. So what does this mean? This means... it means..."
Professor Wen's eyes were as bright as fire, and he cast an encouraging glance at Wang Ke who was hesitating.
Wang Ke gritted his teeth and said, "There must be a Han tomb around Dongshao Village!"
"ah!"
Now not only those students opened their mouths wide, but also Ye Qianqian and Gu Maolin. This thought jumps too fast, but it really makes sense when you think about it!
"Bah bang bang!" Professor Wen raised his hands and clapped.
"Students, we have been telling you in class that true knowledge comes from practice. It is important for people to have self-awareness, and it is even more important to constantly innovate, use divergent thinking to understand, and see things from a connected perspective. Now all of you are We are veteran graduate students. What a great opportunity we have lost in the past ten years, and now there are new students entering the school. As seniors, as my students, you are not as good as the vision of a young warrior seven or eight years younger than you. Take good care of yourself. Be a human being with your tail!”
Professor Wen criticized his students and current institute staff very rudely. Then he said to Wang Ke: "I very much support your point of view. If there is a Han tomb in your judgment, will it appear in Nanshao Village?"
"No!" Wang Ke said firmly.
"Why?" the student who had just criticized Wang Ke asked, but now he has learned a lesson and has become humble.
"Because of the existing geological structure of Nanshao Village. There is a stone mountain to the west, and Nanshao Village during the Han and Tang Dynasties has been buried more than 20 meters underground, including the mausoleum."
It's really shocking. Wang Ke's words made Professor Wen nod frequently.
"Then you just said that around Nanshao Village..."
"Yes, I am talking about the surrounding area of Nanshao Village, but not Nanshao Village. The mountains and rocks here are stacked, and the water system is sandy soil. Feng shui must also be followed when burying people. I think that with Nanshao Village as the center point, south and east , and to the north are all possible, but here and the west will not be considered."
That’s clear enough! Wang Ke didn't want to argue anymore. If he continued, his tail would be exposed. And here, except for myself, Ye Qianpian and Gu Maolin, we all belong to Big Brother and Big Sister, so we can't be too presumptuous.
"Uncle Wen, it's time for us to go back to eat. Look, brother Bing is still injured!" Ye Qianqian suggested first.
"That's right, Wang Ke, you have to have a good rest tonight. You don't have to come over here these two days." Professor Wen immediately added that he needed to think carefully about Wang Ke's strange remarks today. Gave him a lot of inspiration. It's also quite interesting to be able to dig a Han Dynasty tomb.
Now that we have this Han Dynasty low-collar green glaze jar, it is enough to explain it to the school. This is the result of the first stage, and there will definitely be greater results in the next step. The time gained is more valuable than academic debate.
If you want to do good work, you must first sharpen your tools. The surprise brought by the two young soldiers tonight has diluted the worries about the collapse of the working surface in the afternoon and brought light to the next step of excavation of the entire ancient river channel.
"Eat, eat!"
