I spent the whole night caving last night and slept until the afternoon. After I woke up and washed my face, I called Xiaomi into my room.
"Hold it for me." I handed the flashlight to Xiaomi.
I used a flashlight during the day because the curtains were closed and the incandescent lights in the hotel were only around ten degrees Celsius, which was not bright enough.
Pour the red soil in the instant noodle bag on the table, and I slowly spread the soil.
Xiaomi used a flashlight to help me with lighting. She said curiously: "Brother Feng, how strange is this soil? It has two colors."
"Huh?"
"What is this..."
Using the light of a flashlight, I used tweezers to pick out a red lump from the soil. It was not soil.
I held it in my hand and looked at it closely. After studying it for a long time, I couldn't tell what it was. It was only a quarter of the size of a fingernail.
"Is this... is that thing, Brother Feng?"
"What? Did you see it?"
Xiaomi said uncertainly: "I used to learn how to repair things with my grandfather, and I have seen similar fragments like this. This... this seems to be silk that has not been completely oxidized."
"what?"
I stood up from the chair in shock.
"Silk from the Tang Dynasty!"
"You're kidding!"
How difficult is it to preserve silk in the Tang Dynasty?
The cultural relics protection team spent a lot of money to preserve the batch of silk unearthed from Famen Temple, which took a full fifteen years!
Xiaomi said this casually, and the more I looked at it, the more it looked like it, and I felt like it was made of silk.
There was silk in the soil, which scared me, because it definitely didn't fit the common rules of burials.
Referring to Mawangdui, if there is a large amount of silk fabrics in the tomb, it is 100% certain that the body of the tomb owner must have been wrapped layer by layer in the coffin. Xin Zhui was wrapped in sixteen layers of thick silk at that time.
Why did all the silk run out of the coffin?
And there are so many of them that they have been attached to the surroundings of the tomb, blending with the rammed earth and turning half red and half yellow.
I scratched my head so hard that my scalp almost broke. I really couldn't figure out the reason for this.
I couldn't solve it, so I called and asked for help.
After hearing this, Tou Tou also felt strange. A large amount of silk fabrics were oxidized in the rammed earth layer. Tou Tou said that he had never seen such a tomb.
"Yunfeng, are you listening?"
"I'll listen, tell me your head."
He put his head on the phone and pondered for a moment and then said: "Although we are in this business, it is impossible to know everything. That is unrealistic. Xi'an is the distribution center for underground cultural relics in the north, and there is no shortage of Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons."
"I know this person, but I haven't had much dealings with him. Go find him and ask him, and try to figure this out."
"Who are you looking for?"
Baotou said: "People in the industry call him Mr. Wu. When he was young, this man was the backbone of the Changsha Gang in Hunan Province. He also served as the leader of the Northern Clan. He has a wide range of knowledge and knows both the north and the south."
"Then where is this man named Master Wu now?"
"It should be in Xi'an. I'm not sure. I only know that his registered residence is in Xi'an. There is no news about this person in the past few years. Although there are rumors that he died of illness, I don't believe this."
"You are leading the team this time. If you encounter problems, try to solve them yourself."
"Well, I know the clue. Please take a rest. I'm hanging up."
"Xiaomi, go get some food for me. I'm hungry."
"What are you eating, Brother Feng? You won't wake up even if we eat dumplings for lunch."
"The dumplings you eat? What kind of fillings are they?"
Xiaomi said it was stuffed with chives and had noodles, but the ones I made didn’t look very good.
"It's okay. Go and make a basin for me. As long as it's edible, it looks good but is useless."
"Oh." Xiaomi wiped her hands and went to work in the kitchen.
"Lao Pi, it's me, Xiang Yunfeng."
"Xiang Boss, what's wrong? Do you still want to buy some from me?"
"Hurry up and get it. I'll pay you 80,000 yuan for your money. I want to ask you if you know someone named Mr. Wu in Xi'an. He was from the Changsha Gang when he was young."
"Master Wu..."
"Master Wu..."
Lao Pi read it twice on the phone.
"I remembered, this man has not been active for several years. His name is Wu Xilin, and he is indeed from Xi'an. Why are you looking for this man?"
I said that I encountered some problems and wanted to find an expert to solve the problem.
"What's the problem? Can't understand antiques or something? Tell me and I'll listen. Maybe I'll know."
I immediately asked the question that I couldn't figure out.
Lao Pi was silent for a long time, and then said in frustration: "I've never heard of such a thing, and I can't help you. I'll ask a few friends for you to see if anyone knows where Wu lives, and wait for my call back. "
"Okay, please, I'm waiting for your reply."
"Brother Feng is here!"
"Eat it while it's hot!"
My hands were full of millet and flour, and a full bowl of millet was brought to me on the table.
"What...what is this?"
"Leek dumplings." Xiaomi said.
"Why are your dumplings so big? How can you eat them? A pot of three is enough."
Xiaomi said a little embarrassedly: "The noodles were too soft and I couldn't wrap them around my mouth, so I wrapped them a little too big."
I waved my hand helplessly and said Xiaomi, go ahead and do your work. I will eat your dumplings as steamed buns.
It's really a giant dumpling, as big as a man's fist.
In fact, it tasted good. I was eating it when Lao Pi called me back.
"We have news. It's really hard to find Xiang Beitou. If it weren't for my friend Duona, he would be nowhere to be found. He is now in a nursing home in Xianyang. I will confirm the specific address and send it to you later."
I put my phone on the table, held the dumplings in both hands, blew on the hot air and said, "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner when you have time, I'll hang up."
Not long after, I received a text message from Lao Pi.
"Lao Gan Center, Tongwen Road, Qindu District, Xianyang City."
After reciting it silently twice, I wrote down the address and got up to put on my shoes. I had just woken up and was still wearing slippers.
"You want to go out, Brother Feng?" Xiaomi asked.
I nodded: "I'll come back if I can come back tonight. If I can't come back, I'll come back tomorrow morning at the latest. Tell Bean Sprouts and Brother Yu not to go out and wait for me at home."
Xi'an is relatively close to Xianyang. In order to find this person named Wu as soon as possible, I took a taxi directly from Xi'an. The address I told the driver was Ginkgo Nursing Home.
It is now 2021. The owner of Ginkgo Nursing Home is a man named Cui. He was arrested on suspicion of illegal fund-raising fraud. The Ginkgo Nursing Home brand has disappeared and turned into Xianyang Guilin Hospital. It was newly opened not long ago, and the conditions are very good. The elderly are living there. All agreed.
I named the big tomb in the sulfuric acid plant "The Tomb of Silk."
Because the rammed earth is full of oxidized yellow-red silk pigments.
If I don't understand the reason, I don't dare to take people down rashly. I can only ask experts in the industry to ask what's going on.
I brought a bag of rammed earth and took a taxi from the hotel downstairs in the afternoon. I arrived in Xianyang as soon as it got dark.
The driver was also a tough guy. If he didn’t know, he didn’t know. He insisted on saying that he knew where the Ginkgo Nursing Home was, but he took me for more than an hour and drove me around several times.
At that time, the Ginkgo nursing home was not as big as it is now. It was a two-story building with a small courtyard. The outside of the building was painted yellow. The front door was an iron door. There was a sign on the left side of the door, "Ginkgo Senior Center."
It gets dark around 6 o'clock in the winter. At that time, there were a few old men playing chess at the entrance of the nursing home. They almost went blind and refused to leave.
"Uncle! Uncle!"
The old man playing chess said you scared me, but I am not deaf.
"I want to ask you if Wu Xilin lives here."
"Gong the pawn! You fool! Just bow the pawn and win!"
"Get lost! I won't hump!"
"Ah, you said Wu Xilin, he just had dinner and probably went for a walk in the park. He was holding a cat. You saw it when you went to the park."
"Thank you, uncle. You can continue playing. I won't interrupt you."
There was a small park to the west of Ginkgo Nursing Home. It was not very big. Square dancing had just become popular at that time. Many old men and women were dancing in the park. There were many people before 10 o'clock.
"Hold a cat...Hold a cat..."
I looked around to see which old man was holding a cat in his arms.
"Come on, come on!"
"Take a look, take a look. You can't see that you're at a disadvantage or you can't see that you've been fooled."
I was attracted by the sound of selling. Seeing the old men and women walking that way, I followed them.
They were a few middle-aged medicine sellers. They set up a table and lit it with batteries and light bulbs. They sold "bone-strengthening powder", which was very popular at the time. It was packed in small bottles like Huoxiang Zhengqi water, and a bottle cost five yuan. It costs more than ten yuan, specifically to deceive the elderly. In fact, it is just flour with some other things added, and the cost is only a few cents.
They are also sold now, but they are made into capsules and come with high-end ornate packaging boxes. They are no longer sold in parks, but are instead sold in the form of lectures, where they attract the elderly with compliments such as free eggs.
"Everyone, you have seen this man two days ago, right? He got bone cancer at a young age. His bones are so brittle that they break when touched."
The elderly people watching were talking a lot. Some people said: "Yes, I have seen this man. He has been sitting in a wheelchair for the past two days and cannot move."
"I've seen this guy in a wheelchair too."
I didn't see anyone in a wheelchair, but I saw a man lying on a stone table in the park. Because of the angle, I couldn't see his face, so he just lay motionless on the table.
"That's right!"
The middle-aged man at the head looked at the old people watching and said, "What you saw is true. This man ate our Xiong family's secret recipe of bone-strengthening powder two days ago, and now he is as strong as a calf. If you don't believe it, look at it!"
"Yo! What are you doing!"
"I don't dare to look at it, but don't cause trouble!"
I saw two men struggling to lift a large stone slab and place it on the chest of the lying man. The stone slab was very thick. I visually judged that it was at least 5 centimeters thick.
"Everyone, please take a look."
As he spoke, the man picked up a big hammer. In order to show that it was a real stone, the man deliberately hit it twice with the hammer head, making a clicking sound.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, the man shouted loudly, raised the big hammer high, jumped up to half a meter high, and made a snap! Smash the big stone slab into pieces!
After waiting for dozens of seconds, the lying man slowly sat up. He patted the dust on his chest as if nothing was wrong.
The crowd immediately started talking, and some old people started to come forward to buy bone-strengthening meal.
The man who was lying down finished his performance and broke a big stone in his chest, then he punctured a box of yogurt and started to drink the yogurt with a straw in his mouth.
I shook my head, rubbed my face, and rubbed my eyes vigorously.
I'm really blind.
It's that person.
