The old branch secretary shook his head and sighed:
"Oh, no wonder! It's a pity that in the past two months, the archaeological team took them away and said they would be handed over to the state. Alas!"
Fatty Wang's eyes widened, he and Lao Hu looked at each other depressedly, and continued to ask unwillingly:
"What, they are from the archaeological team again. They are really lingering. The old party secretary didn't leave any trace behind."
"Hahaha, because everyone has a problem with the archaeological team, they made the road look like that, and no one cares about it.
So I did leave a little bit behind, and those who took away some were not very good."
The old party secretary and Yanzi both laughed.
When Fatty Wang heard that all the good things were there, he immediately smiled happily and pointed at the big gold tooth:
“Oh, that’s great, my brother sells those things.
You can show it to him tomorrow, and if you are willing, sell it to him, and you will probably get a lot of money by then."
Da Jinya heard that there were many good things and looked at him happily:
"Yes, old party secretary, just call me Xiao Jin. Don't worry, I will definitely give you a good price."
"Hehehe, okay, tomorrow I will ask the folks to give the things to Boss Jin for you to take a look at."
When the old branch secretary heard that he had paid to collect the things, he was extremely happy and quickly agreed.
After the meal, a few people sat on the kang and drank tea. When Old Hu saw Sister Yanzi clearing things on the table alone, he said doubtfully:
"Old Party Secretary, Sister Yanzi's husband, isn't at home?"
The old party secretary explained with a smile:
"Oh, he, this is not an archaeological team in the mountains, do you need help?
All the young people in the village go to work there, and they earn ten yuan a day, which is pretty good."
Lao Hu raised his eyebrows and asked quickly:
"Oh, I wonder where you found the ancient tomb?"
When they came this time, they were planning to go to the ground. Naturally, they wanted to find out the territory of the archaeological team and not to touch other people's guns.
"It's in Niuxin Mountain! I heard it's really awesome. It's the Queen Mother's tomb. It's very big. It's been digging outside for so long!
The main tomb has not been found. I don’t think the archaeological team is good at it! "
The old branch secretary said with a surprised expression, and shook his head when he mentioned the archaeological team.
Lao Hu heard that the archaeological team was in Niuxin Mountain, which was not too far from the village.
In this case, they wouldn't be able to find a tomb nearby. After thinking about it, they asked:
"Old party secretary, when we used to jump in the queue, there was a legend here that there was a base for the Japs. Have you found it over the years?"
The old branch secretary looked at him with some confusion:
"No! We all know that place, but no one dares to go there. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, old party secretary, we are thinking that there must be a lot of good things in that little devil's base, and we plan to go and see it."
Fatty Wang's face was red, he seemed to have drunk too much, so he said it directly and carelessly.
Lao Hu and the others' faces darkened. This damn fat guy is too unreliable. He didn't even say that!
"What, you can't go there! It's far away from here!
It takes several days to walk into the old forest. Along the way, there are all kinds of mountain spirits, beasts, and strange things. There are so many of them and it is very dangerous."
The old branch secretary looked shocked at the fact that they were about to enter the old forest, and quickly anxiously took Lao Hu's hand to persuade them.
Fatty Wang got drunk and waved his hands with blurred eyes:
"Old party secretary, have you forgotten? We have Master Jiu here, these are just small things."
"Yes, old party secretary, don't worry, Master Jiu is here!
Hahaha, if it’s really too dangerous and we can’t handle it, we’ll just come back and we won’t risk our lives.”
Lao Hu nodded, smiled and patted his hand.
Long Jiuxiao smiled faintly:
"Don't worry, old party secretary, they're just some beasts. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to them."
Seeing their looks, the old party secretary knew that he couldn't persuade them, so he said helplessly:
“That place is called Heifengkou, Yerengou, and it’s a border area.
A few years ago, someone said that savages were found in that area, so everyone called them that.
I have never been there and don’t know much about it. I will find a guide for you tomorrow. "
Fatty Wang heard his words and said with a silly smile:
"Haha, thank you, old party secretary, Lao Hu, now we can go and raid the little devil's house. When the time comes, we will fight against the local tyrants to divide the land, hehehehe."
Long Jiuxiao looked at this guy and shook his head:
"Lao Hu, Fatty is drunk. It's not early now. Why don't you help him go to bed?"
"Ah, yes, hurry back to the house and rest. I almost forgot. You guys have been tired for a long day. If you have anything to say tomorrow,"
The old party secretary then remembered that the few people who entered the mountain from the outside must have been very tired, not to mention those bad things happened in the middle.
The next morning.
The old party secretary was in the yard, handing out gifts to the villagers.
I just informed them by the way and asked them to bring over the old items from home and sell them for money.
So the villagers, some hesitant and doubtful, came over with some things.
There was a table in front of Da Jinya, with Lao Hu and Fatty Wang sitting on both sides.
Directly in front are villagers lining up holding old items.
Long Jiuxiao was drinking tea on a reclining chair. This time, Big Gold Tooth brought a total of 500,000 yuan, which was his bottom line.
Da Jinya held a jar in his hand and shouted to Fatty Wang:
"The black-glazed jar from the Liao and Jin Dynasties is well preserved. Fatty, give this uncle five hundred."
"Okay, come on, come on, Uncle Zhang, I've got the money."
Fatty Wang smiled, took out a bunch of money from a suitcase, counted five hundred, and handed it over.
"Oh, Xiao Wang, do you really want to give me so much money for this earthen jar?"
Old man Zhang hesitated and did not answer, a little in disbelief.
"Uncle Zhang, in your eyes, this thing is just a useless jar.
But those rich people just like it, this represents history and culture."
Lao Hu explained with a smile, took the money and put it in his hand.
Seeing this, Old Man Zhang nodded in understanding, took the money, and went out with a smile.
The people behind them were overjoyed when they saw that they could actually sell it for a lot of money.
At the end of the day, I collected a lot of things and spent hundreds of thousands together.
In the evening, there were still a lot of things to read. Da Jinya looked tired and felt dizzy.
Long Jiuxiao knew that this guy was very tired and overusing his brain.
None of them knew anything about these things, and he was the only one who spent the entire day identifying them.
That is to say, Da Jinya is greedy for money, otherwise, he would not be able to persist for so long, so he looked at Lao Hu:
“Lao Hu, go talk to the folks, that’s it for today, we’ll continue tomorrow.
This kid, Big Jinya, can’t stand it any longer, let him rest.”
Lao Hu nodded helplessly:
"Okay, I've seen it a long time ago, but this guy Lao Jin always says to see another one, but the result is one after another."
Fatty Wang raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud:
"Hahaha, that's not true!
Lao Jin, when he sees something, it’s like seeing a peerless beauty. Time and time again, he can’t stop trying to persuade him, hahaha..."
"Hahaha…"
This guy's words made the villagers nearby laugh.
While everyone was joking, a few people came in from outside and shouted aggressively:
“Whoever asked you to sell cultural relics belongs to the state.
Groups of stupid people, mud-legged people, and you guys are just speculative capitalists. "
