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Chapter 11 Launching(1/2)

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I went to the cave all night last night, and I slept until the afternoon. After waking up, I washed my face and called Xiaomi to my house.

"Help me carry it." I handed the flashlight to Xiaomi.

I used flashlights during the day because the curtains were drawn, and the incandescent lamps in the hotel were only a dozen degrees, so the brightness was not enough.

I poured the red clay in the instant noodles bag on the table and slowly spread the dirt.

Xiaomi used the flashlight to help me illuminate it. She said curiously: "It's so strange, Brother Feng, why are there two colors of soil?"

“Huh?”

"What's this?"

With the light of the flashlight, I used tweezers to pick up a red block from the soil, not the soil.

I kept it in my hand and watched it up close. After studying for a long time, I couldn't tell what it was. It was only a quarter of the size of my fingernail.

"Is this the thing, Brother Feng?"

"What? Did you see it?"

Xiaomi said uncertainly: "I learned to repair things with my grandfather before, and I have seen similar fragments. This seems to be silk that is not completely oxidized."

"What?"

I was so shocked that I stood up directly from the chair.

"Tang Dynasty silk!"

"Just kidding!"

How difficult was silk in Tang Dynasty?

The cultural relics protection team of the cultural relics protection team spent a lot of money to preserve the batch of silk unearthed from Famen Temple, and it took fifteen years to save it!

Xiaomi said this casually, and the more I looked at it, I felt that the town was silk.

Silk is infiltrated in the soil layer, which scares me because it definitely does not conform to the common sense of tombs.

Referring to Mawangdui, if there is a large amount of silk fabric in the tomb, it will be 100% in the coffin of the tomb owner, and the body of the tomb owner must be wrapped layer by layer. Xin Zhui was wrapped in sixteen layers of silk at that time.

Why did silk run outside the coffin?

And there are many, they are already attached to the tomb chamber, blending with the rammed earth, turning into half red and half yellow.

I scratched my head hard, and my scalp was almost scratched. I really couldn't figure out the reason.

I couldn't solve it, so I called and asked.

After hearing this, I felt strange that a large amount of silk fabrics were oxidized in the rammed earth layer. I said that there was such a tomb, and he had never seen it before.

"Yunfeng, are you listening?"

"I'll listen, let's talk."

He pondered on the phone for a moment and said, "Although we are doing this job, it is impossible for us to know everything. That's unrealistic. As a distribution center for underground cultural relics in the north, Xi'an has no shortage of people with crouching tigers and hidden dragons."

"I know someone, but I haven't dealt with much. You go find him and ask, and try to figure it out."

"Who are you looking for?"

He said, "Everyone in the industry calls him Mr. Wu. When he was young, he was a backbone of the Changsha Gang in Hunan. He also served as the head of the Northern School. He has a wide range of knowledge and is both north and south."

"Then where is this person named Mr. Wu?"

"It should be in Xi'an. I'm not sure. I only know that his household registration is from Xi'an. There has been no news of this person on the road in recent years. Although there are rumors that he died of illness, I don't believe this statement."

"This time you are leading the team. If you encounter problems, try to solve them yourself."

"Well, I got it. Please rest, I'm dead."

"Xiaomi, go get some food for me, I'm hungry."

"What are you eating, Brother Feng? You won't wake up even if we ate the dumplings we ate at noon."

"The dumplings you eat? What stuffing is it?"

Xiaomi said it was made of leek stuffing and noodles, but the one I made was not very good-looking.

"It's okay, go and make a whole pot for me. It's fine and useless."

"Oh." Xiaomi wiped her hands and went to the kitchen to work hard.

"Old Pi, I, Xiang Yunfeng."

"Xiangbaotou, what's wrong? Do you still want to buy some from me?"

"You should hurry up. I've paid 80,000 yuan for your money. I'll ask you if there is someone named Wu in Xi'an. I know that he was from Changsha Gang when he was young."

"Mr. Wu"

"Mr. Wu"

Lao Pi read it twice on the phone.

"I remember that this person has not been active for several years. His name is Wu Xilin. It is indeed from Xi'an. Why are you looking for this person?"

I said that when I encountered some problems, I had to find a master to solve the problem.

"What is the problem? If you can't understand antiques or something, I'll tell you and I'll listen to it, maybe I know."

I immediately told the question I couldn't figure it out.

Lao Pi was silent for a long time and said deflatedly: "I have never heard of this kind of thing and can't help you. I'll ask you a few friends to see if anyone knows where the surname Wu lives and wait for me to call back."

"Okay, I'm in trouble, I'll wait for you to reply."

"Here is Brother Feng!"

"Eat it hot!"

The millet was filled with flour, and I brought it to a full pot.

"What's this?"

"Lilac dumplings." Xiaomi said.

"Why are your dumplings so big? How can you eat them? Three of them are full in one pot."

Xiaomi said embarrassedly: "The face is too soft, I can't keep my mouth covered, so I'm a little bigger."

I waved my hand helplessly and said, "Xiaomi, go and do your business, I will eat your dumplings like buns."

It's really a giant dumpling, as big as a man's fist.

Actually, it tastes good. I was eating it, and Lao Pi called back.

"There is news. Xiang Batou is really hard to find. If I hadn't known many friends, I wouldn't have found it. This person is now in a nursing home in Xianyang. I'll confirm the specific address later and send it to you."

I put my phone on the table, held the dumplings in both hands, and said in a hot air: "Thank you, I have time to invite you to dinner, I'll hang up."

In a short while, I received a text message from Lao Pi.

"Laogan Center on Tongwen Road, Qindu District, Xianyang City."

I read it silently twice, and then I got up to wear shoes after I woke up. I was still wearing slippers.

"You still have to go out, Brother Feng?" Xiaomi asked.

I nodded: "If you can come back tonight, you will come back. If you can't come back, you will come back tomorrow morning at the latest. Tell Douyazi 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 man surnamed Wu as soon as possible, I took a taxi from Xi'an alone. The address I told the driver was Ginkgo Nursing Home.

It is now 2021. The owner of Ginkgo Nursing Home is a surnamed Cui. He was arrested for suspected illegal fundraising fraud. The Ginkgo Nursing Home has disappeared and has become a Guilin Hospital in Xianyang. It was newly opened not long ago, and the conditions were very good. It was said that the elderly would live there.

I named the big tomb of the sulfuric acid factory "Silk Tomb."

Because the rammed earth is full of oxidized yellow-red silk pigments.

If I don’t understand the reason, I dare not bring people down rashly, so I can only ask the experts in the industry what the situation is.

I brought a bag of rammed earth and took a taxi downstairs of the hotel in the afternoon. It was about as dark as it arrived in Xianyang.

The driver is also a tiger competition. If you don’t know, you don’t know. You have to say that you know where the Ginkgo Nursing Home is. As a result, you took me to travel for more than an hour and took several rounds.

At that time, the size of the Ginkgo Nursing Home was not as large as it is now. It was just a two-story building, one sanctuary courtyard, and the outside of the building wall was painted yellow. The main door was an iron door, and there was a sign on the left side of the door, "Ginkgo Elderly Center."

It was dark after 6 o'clock in the winter. At that time, there were still a few old men playing chess at the entrance of the nursing home, and they were almost blind and never finished.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

The old man played chess and said you scared me, I was not deaf.

"Uncle asked you if Wu Xilin lives here."

"Gongzhuzi! You fool! Gangzhuzi won!"

"Get out! I won't give in!"

"Ah, you said Wu Xilin. He had just had a meal and probably went to the park to take a walk. He was holding a cat. You could see it when you went to the park."

"Thank you, you guys, keep playing, I won't bother you."
To be continued...
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