Suddenly the scene fell silent, and everyone looked at the people who came in.
Long Jiuxiao saw that he was from the archaeological team again, and this Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai guy was that Chu Jian.
Long Jiuxiao was sitting on the recliner, without raising his head, and said calmly:
"Hmph, I don't know what it is called, fat man, go over and give him a slap in the face so that he can remember it for a long time. Don't say random things."
"Okay, damn, I wanted to kill you yesterday.
Driving a shabby car, honking the horn constantly, scaring the horses, almost causing your fat father's glory, but still fooling the people? Mud legs? "
When Fatty Wang heard Long Jiuxiao's words, he stood up and walked over in a few steps.
He grabbed Chu Jian's clothes and slapped him.
"Papa pa pa"
"Ah, teacher, save me"
The middle-aged man Hao Jianguo quickly stepped forward and pulled away Fatty Wang's hand.
I saw clear slap marks on Chu Jian's red face, which swelled up, and he couldn't help shouting angrily:
"Let go, how can you hit someone and do it so hard? It's so lawless."
"Sir, even if Chu Jian's words are not good, how can you hit someone?
These cultural relics should be handed over to the state. How can they be bought and sold privately? This is illegal."
Professor Chen looked at Long Jiuxiao with an angry look on his face, knowing that he was the leader among these people.
Long Jiuxiao looked calm, smiled lightly, glanced at him, took a sip of tea, and then said slowly:
"We are not his father, so we don't know how to behave. He is such an adult and can't speak well.
As for these things, you should not involve the state. Whether the people want to sell or donate these things, that is their freedom.
Everyone in Panjiayuan is doing this business, go and ask them to donate! It's illegal to tell them!
And your archaeological team, have you registered the things you collected from here last time?
Has it been reported? Has it been announced? If you don’t give it to some people, take it back and study it as an excuse!
Oh, by the way, we don’t know what kind of cultural relics are not cultural relics, anyway, what we collect is rags.”
"You, you are just messing around and talking nonsense."
Professor Chen glared at him and pointed at him, his whole body shaking with anger.
"Okay, you can go, don't yell here, they are all intellectuals and decent people!
This is a place for stupid people and mud-legged people. Don't tarnish your noble bodies. "
Long Jiuxiao's expression was calm. He took a sip of tea slowly and raised the cup to indicate that they could leave.
"you you…………"
The members of the archaeological team walked away in embarrassment with anger and disdain from everyone.
They knew that there was nothing they could do against Long Jiuxiao and the others. The horror of yesterday was beyond the skill of ordinary people, and they were still vivid in their minds.
Now, rumors spread throughout the Niu Xin Mountain station that he was a god descending to earth to subdue demons.
"Awesome, Mr. Jiu, these guys who are too high-minded and self-righteous are so angry at you that they don't dare to explode, hahaha."
Fatty Wang was beaming and laughing loudly.
"Mr. Jiu just said it is so right. If you want to sell our things, you can sell them, and if you want to donate them, you can donate them.
I don’t understand the general principle, but I know that everyone in the family needs to eat. "
"That's right. The things we collected back then were said to be donated to the country. If that's true, I don't have a problem with it.
But they don't have any proof, they are just paying lip service. "
"Isn't that right! I heard that I have been owed money for work for a long time, and we agreed to pay it off every day.
As a result, when I asked for money, I kept telling them all day long that I needed to have a spirit of dedication. I didn’t see them giving, so I just hid in the tent and drank tea. "
The villagers were all talking, scolding and complaining about the archaeological team.
"Master Jiu, this archaeological team doesn't get along well with the villagers here!"
Lao Hu frowned and said with a worried expression.
He was a little worried that if things continued like this, something might happen in the future.
You must know that the villagers are all very simple. In the current situation, we can see how unpopular the archaeological team is.
"Hahaha, these people in the archaeological team spend all day studying those cultural relics, they are full of bad habits, and they feel superior to others.
But there is one thing that is worth appreciating.
That’s their passion and seriousness for archeology. In fact, to put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of nerds who don’t understand the world.”
Long Jiuxiao smiled faintly, looked at him and continued:
"Don't worry, they are just being silly, not stupid."
Early the next morning, Long Jiuxiao, Lao Hu and Fatty Wang were all ready to go.
Riding a horse borrowed from the villagers' homes, they left the village. Da Jinya was in poor health, so he stayed behind to continue collecting goods.
As soon as the three of them came out, they found a figure at the intersection in front of them.
He was also riding a horse, followed by four big dogs. When he got closer, he saw that it was a girl under twenty.
"Brother Hu, Fat Brother, I am Yingzi, and the old party secretary asked me to lead the way for you."
A crisp voice and a warm greeting.
Long Jiuxiao looked at Yingzi, who had short, slightly messy hair.
With big clear eyes, wearing an animal skin jacket and carrying a shotgun, he looks very heroic.
Yingzi's pretty face turned slightly red, she glanced at Long Jiuxiao and quickly looked away.
But he pretended to turn his head inadvertently and glanced secretly, looking a little nervous and shy.
Lao Hu and Fatty Wang looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces, thinking of what Sister Yanzi said that night.
Fatty Wang said with a teasing look:
"Oh, there is another person here Yingzi! Please call Brother Jiu."
Yingzi's heart skipped a beat, and she looked over nervously, blushing, and shyly shouted:
"Hello, Ninth Brother, I'm Yingzi"
"Haha, Yingzi, don't be nervous, Ninth Brother doesn't eat people."
Long Jiuxiao smiled brightly and joked in a gentle voice.
"Hey, that's not necessarily the case, Yingzi, if your ninth brother doesn't eat people now, he might not eat people in the future. You have to be careful!"
Seeing Yingzi's appearance, Lao Hu could only admire Master Jiu. It was obvious that the two of them had just met for the first time, but Yingzi seemed to be fascinated.
Yingzi suddenly blushed, became even more embarrassed, and looked very embarrassed.
When Long Jiuxiao saw this, he glared at Lao Hu, smiled slightly, and looked at Yingzi:
"Ignore them, let's go! Brother Hu, you are just kidding"
As he said that, he patted the horse that sat down and started running at a gallop.
Although he had never ridden a horse before, with his skills, this was only a minor problem.
Yingzi shouted quickly:
"Brother Ninth, wait for me"
He also urged his horse and hurriedly followed.
Lao Hu and Fatty Wang looked at each other, showed ambiguous smiles, and hurriedly followed.
Half an hour later, a few people entered the jungle. The mountains and plains were covered with large trees with lush branches and leaves.
There are still many bushes and thorns, and there is no road inside. The horses cannot run and can only walk slowly.
"Eiko, do you usually hunt alone?"
Long Jiuxiao smiled and asked curiously.
"Yes! My father left the year before last. In the past two years, I have been alone, hunting with the tigers and the others."
Yingzi's face was flushed, and she looked at him a little arrogantly.
"Oh, Yingzi, how dangerous it is for you to be alone! What if you run into a savage?"
Fatty Wang frowned and looked at her worriedly.
