Chapter 45: Second-Hand Tomb Robber
Brother Long and his gang were farmers from a village in southern Hunan. Smart people would have figured it out. These guys were engaged in tomb robbing. Ever since books about tomb robbing became popular online, the number of tomb robbers in various places has increased significantly. Many laymen without professional skills have joined this legendary industry that could make them rich overnight.
They also use "Grave Robbers' Chronicles" and "Ghost Blows Out the Light" as work manuals. Everyone carries a black donkey hoof and a Luoyang shovel, and always speaks of "grave robbers", "zongzi", and "touching gold". These are professional terms and industry jargon. In fact, a few years ago, these guys were either farming in their hometowns or moving bricks at construction sites, and they were not in this line of work.
Of course, it doesn't really matter if there are too many people in the industry. Given their professional abilities, they only dig up the tombs of some wealthy landlords near their hometowns. They pose no threat to the tombs of ancient nobles, princes and ministers. Brother Long and his gang were seduced by tomb-robbing books and joined this industry.
But they were really lucky, because there was a general buried in the nearby mountains near their hometown. Brother Long had been a village bully since he was a child, and Liuzi and Wu Datou were two lackeys who rallied closely around him. When they thought there was something to be done about this, they decided to take action.
Brother Long was actually quite smart. He knew that if the three of them made something, they would probably be cheated, so he thought of the village's "scholar" Zheng Wen. He knew that "Zheng Wen" studied a major related to antiques, so he thought about pulling him in. Sure enough, facing the current tight employment environment, Zheng Wen didn't refuse at all and mixed with them. This group of second-hand tomb robbers was considered a successful team.
Last winter, when Zheng Wen was on holiday, the four of them dug holes in the mountains and unexpectedly found an ancient tomb. Whether it was the general's tomb or not is not clear, but they did find a lot of things. Zheng Wen found that there were quite a few treasures, including several porcelains and ancient jades from the official kiln of the Southern Song Dynasty, as well as many copper coins.
As a student majoring in cultural relics, Zheng Wen did not have the means to sell a large number of antiques, but he could still sell one or two items by falsely claiming that they were family heirlooms. He found a visiting professor he knew and sold a pair of Southern Song Dynasty Geyao plum bottles, and each of the four people received tens of thousands of yuan. This made the group of people very ambitious and regarded this business as a shortcut to getting rich.
The reason I came to Hangzhou this time was, firstly, to find a way to sell the remaining antiques at a good price, and secondly, to see if I could find any information about other ancient tombs.
Brother Long also knew that the first time they found the tomb, it was just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, and it would be difficult to find the ancient tomb again. So this time, they also got a batch of imitation ancient porcelain in Jingdezhen , thinking that if it didn't work, they would sell fakes while asking for information about the ancient tomb in antique markets around the country. Unexpectedly, they were lucky enough to meet Zhang Dadao, and Zheng Wen immediately thought of those masters who could find dragon points in the tomb-robbing books.
Zhang Dadao was dragged into the pirate ship, but he was unaware of it. He thought that these people were just antique dealers, and selling fake antiques was not considered fraud if they were caught. Zhang Dadao did not think there was anything wrong with the industry's unspoken rules, and instead felt that he had the opportunity to enter the antique industry, and that the skills he learned from Lao Bangzi had room to be put to good use.
If the people in the Seventh Hospital knew about this idea, they would be more certain that Zhang Dadao's mental illness was beyond help. Believing in the skills he learned from another patient was in itself a sign of abnormality.
Zhang Dadao didn't sleep well the day before, but he rested very well this night. He didn't recognize his bed and slept until eight o'clock the next day, when he woke up naturally. When he got up and went to the living room, Brother Long and Zheng Wen were gone, only Brother Six and Wu Datou were there. Zhang Dadao didn't even ask the names of these guys, anyway, he didn't care about any of them, and maybe they wouldn't remember them even if he told them . Wu Datou was very enthusiastic towards him, and when he saw him coming, he said:
"Brother Zhang, are you up? There are new toothbrushes and towels over there in the bathroom. I bought them for you this morning. Hurry up and wash up and come over for dinner! I just bought some soy milk buns. I bought them right here. These big meat buns are much better than those rip-offs in the city!"
Sixth Brother also interjected: "Soy milk is also thick! Do you want to drink salty or sweet? There is no sweet one!"
Zhang Dadao walked outside and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll drink it all!"
The Sixth Brother was stunned and was about to correct Zhang Dadao's incorrect concept, but Zhang Dadao turned around and went into the bathroom. The Sixth Brother could only say to Wu Datou angrily: "How can you drink it all! Is that sweet soy milk also for people to drink?"
Wu Datou waved his hand and said casually, "Why isn't it for humans to drink? Don't people drink sweet drinks?"
"That guy is not a human being!" The Sixth Brother insisted on the truth. Zhang Dadao didn't know that the sweet and salty dispute had alarmed the White House, otherwise he would definitely think that these people should be sent to the Seventh Hospital for reform.
After washing up casually, Zhang Dadao swung his arms to tie up his loose hair, and then stuck the pencil in. He glanced at the two people in front of him, and then said with a smile: "Big Head, let's hurry up and leave later. This guy looks unlucky today!"
The Sixth Brother was stunned, snorted in disdain, and said, "I don't believe you! The old people in our village said that if you are brave, ghosts and gods will not come to you!"
Zhang Dadao raised his eyebrows, ate half of the bun in one bite, drank a few sips of soy milk, and said, "That's refreshing. I haven't eaten buns in many years!"
Wu Datou was stunned and asked, "Don't you have buns in the school cafeteria?"
Zhang Dadao almost forgot that he was now a student at Zhejiang University School of Medicine. He nodded quickly and said, "Yes, but that thing can be used to pick locks, and it can also be used to make buns?"
Wu Datou nodded and agreed, "Wenzi always curses their school cafeteria. In my opinion, you have had too many good days. Those of us who didn't make it to college are living a miserable life farming at home. It's even worse to go out to work, and you might not even get paid!" Wu Datou was also talking nonsense. They were hooligans who didn't work in their hometown. They relied on cheating and stealing to eat and drink. How could they have ever farmed?
Zhang Dadao didn't care whether it was true or not. After eating and drinking a few mouthfuls, he stood up and said, "Let's go! You lead the way!"
Wu Datou was stunned , but also nodded and said, "Okay, you pack up, and Sixth Brother and I will move your things to the car and wait for you! Let's go to Wu's house first, and then go to Erbaida to set up a stall. I registered yesterday."
Zhang Dadao nodded, went back to the room where he slept yesterday, casually picked up a T-shirt that belonged to someone else and put it on, and put on a Taoist robe. He picked up the futon and the sign tube and went downstairs. There was a minivan parked in front of the house downstairs. Liuzi and Wu Datou were leaning against the car smoking. When they saw him coming, they waved.
After he got in the car, Liuzi went back to look after the house, while Wu Datou started the engine and drove south.
Zhang Dadao took out his cell phone and was about to look for the "Wu's Antique Market" when he found that his cell phone had run out of battery. He couldn't help but feel nervous again. Although he had run smoothly for a day, if the Wu's house was close to the Seventh Courtyard, he was really afraid of being caught.
