The borrowed endoscope was packed in a leather box and connected to a wire. It looked like a large thermometer gun with a screen. At that time, the screen was not very clear and could only be described as blurry.
Lay the tower flat with your head, use a drill bit to drill a spot along the edge, and then keep drilling in. It was difficult to do at first, and it often slipped. It will be better if the drill bit is lowered a little.
Asoka Pagoda, the base of the tower is about 7 centimeters thick. It was ground in little by little with different drill bits. It took more than three hours to grind.
I heard the sound of the drill bit, which indicated that the bottom of the tower was penetrated. Just as I guessed, the middle layer was empty.
He wiped his sweat from his head and said, "Straighten the thread straight and see if it can go in."
Dou Sprout said yes, he straightened the thread and stuffed it in bit by bit.
"No, there's a small light on the end of this thread. The eye is a little small and it's stuck," Dou Sprout said and couldn't fit it in.
After grinding my head for a long time, I was able to successfully send the thread in.
"How about Yunfeng, can I use it?"
I adjusted the brightness, looked at the small screen of more than two inches and said: "It works, there are images."
Everyone gathered around Tou and Xiaoxuan to take a look.
We saw the inside of the tower through the endoscope. It turned out that there were three iron rods inserted horizontally under each section of the tower. This should strengthen the load-bearing strength of the tower.
"Push it in, Yazai, and use a little more force." I directed.
Dou Sprout stuffed the thread inside again.
"It's stuck again." Bean Sprouts said.
I looked at the small screen and said: "You are touching the iron rod, pull it to the left. Yes, you are walking better."
I directed Douyazai to thread the endoscopic wire through the gap between the three iron rods.
"Huh? Wait a minute." He stared at the endoscope screen without blinking and said, "What is this?"
I looked at the small screen on the endoscope with confusion, and saw something like a roll of paper lying on three short iron rods. The screen was a bit blurry due to the low resolution, and the color looked like yellowish white.
"Paper??"
"Not thangka, not nine-eyed dzi beads?"
"A roll of paper from Xixia? Can this be preserved?"
He looked at the small screen and said in surprise: "It's hard to say. Kozlov took a lot of documents from Blackwater City back then. The book "The Bead in the Palm of Fan Han at the Same Time" in the Ural Museum is just paper. Is there a Chinese translation of the Tangut dictionary?"
Dou Sprout tilted his neck and looked at the screen, "Fuck, it's over, just a small roll of torn paper! We've lost a lot!"
I gritted my teeth and directed Dou Sprout to continue sending the thread upwards. As a result, I didn't find anything else when I reached the top of the tower.
I asked the leader, "We shook the tower and heard a noise. Can paper make noise?"
He shook his head and said he couldn't figure it out, so he had to take this thing out and take a look.
We found a piece of wire and bent the front end of the wire into a small hook. Bean sprouts poked the wire and drove the thing to the side bit by bit.
"falling down!"
"I can't take it out!" Dou Sprout said anxiously: "The hole drilled is too small! I can't take it out!"
Having come to this point, I was unwilling to take things out, so I had no choice but to use an electric drill to enlarge the hole. I was sweating looking at it. How should I repair such a big hole? What if the buyer Liu Yuanning saw that he didn’t want it anymore.
When the thing fell out, we saw that it was not paper, but a small piece of sheepskin-like thing. Because it was very thin and oxidized and discolored, it looked like paper.
This piece of sheepskin was rolled into a tube shape and tied with silver thread in the middle. The silver thread had long been oxidized and turned black.
With his head very carefully, he pinched a corner and slowly opened the parchment.
Opening the palm-sized parchment, we saw rows of small Xixia characters written in the upper right corner of the parchment. Below the small characters were several mountains, with some turret-style buildings standing in front of the mountains. There are also a few trees.
The head looked confused, "What is this, a Tangut painting? A map? Why do you see there are gun towers?"
We couldn't even understand things, and the rest of us didn't even know about them. Dou Sprout always shouted that it was over, it was a loss, it was a loss, it was a big loss.
Indeed, if the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead was issued, the relic would be fine, but I don’t even know what is written on this parchment, so it is worthless at all.
He looked at the time, took a deep breath and ordered: "Put this thing away first and study it carefully later. Yunfeng, take the things and follow me to find someone. Yazai, you and Xiaoxuan stay and watch." Home."
The thing that the head said he wanted me to pick up was the iron tower and the iron filings drilled out. The person we were looking for was very powerful and a master of forgery. Not only did he make fakes, he also had very powerful repair methods.
This man arrived in Yinchuan secretly the day before yesterday, and now he is hiding in a small hotel. People on the street call this man Liao Sandian, and asked me to call him Uncle Liao.
Uncle Liao was in his fifties and had a large red birthmark on his forehead. His methods of repairing things were kept secret. When he saw the hole in the electric drill under the Ashoka Tower, he just shook his head and said it would take five hours.
I still don’t know how he repaired it. I only know that he took away some iron filings from the bottom of the tower and repaired the hole at the bottom of the Ashoka Pagoda in four or five hours.
The fee is 50,000 yuan for five hours, which adds up to 10,000 yuan per hour. It is fast and efficient.
After returning home, Dou Sprout looked straight at it and said, "This is amazing. Who did it? He's a genius."
I quietly asked the boss how long this kind of repair would last, and the boss smiled and said, "It shouldn't be broken in your lifetime."
Liu Yuanning also checked carefully when receiving the goods. He didn't say anything. This meant that the representative didn't notice and we successfully received the remaining payment.
When the money was divided, Dou Sprout was very happy. He said he had never seen so much money in his life. According to the rules, 40% will be taken from the top, and the remaining 60% will be used as team funds. 10% will be used as team funds. The rest will be divided between me, Douyazai and Xiaoxuan.
Originally we couldn't share so much with Qin Xingping, but now it's like the four of us have eaten his share. This is all based on human feelings. Logically speaking, I should get more, but that's it. Xiaoxuan is a bastard. I won't say anything, so I will let her bastard first.
The wallet bulged.
That night Dou Sprout came and said, "Yunfeng, thank you for bringing me into the industry."
I didn’t lie to you. Isn’t it more profitable than running a boat with your old uncle?
Douyazai said that he could not save so much even after ten years of sailing.
After a while, Dou Sprout said with a smile: "Yunfeng, did you forget something?"
"Forgot? Forgot what?"
Dou Sprout laughed and rubbed his hands, "You should think carefully about our days on the boat."
Only then did I suddenly realize and remember, it turned out to be that incident.
This guy has a really good memory. I lent this guy more than 20,000 yuan to pay for the surgery on my head. I remember that there were odd bits and pieces in the small iron box where he hid the money.
I smiled and said no problem, 20,000 yuan will be given to you tomorrow.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry, it's twenty-seven thousand six hundred and fifty yuan." Dou Sprout scratched his head and said.
We stayed in Yinchuan for a few days and kept studying the parchment scrolls in Ashoka Pagoda. As for Dou Sprout Xiaoxuan and I, we were not very interested in the parchment scrolls.
We have money in our pockets.
They all went out to wander.
