Chapter 88 Zheng Wen’s Method
As soon as Zheng Wen spoke, Brother Long and his group naturally had no objection. There were only two guys, Liuzi and Wu Datou. Liuzi was the one who worked hard. Although Wu Datou was a little clever, he had the lowest status among , and no one would listen to his ideas. In fact, Brother Long and Zheng Wen were the ones who really made the decisions. This group of people came from a poor and remote area, and they admired educated people the most. Brother Long still relied heavily on Zheng Wen, the "scholar" in the village.
This now depends on Zhang Dadao's opinion. As for Xiaopang, this guy is now worse than Wu Datou. At most, he is a prisoner. Naturally, no one will pay attention to him. Zhang Dadao really has nowhere to go, otherwise he would not follow Brother Long and the others. Now that Zheng Wen has an idea, he certainly won't object. However, the idea Zheng Wen came up with yesterday was too bad, so he took precautions.
Zheng Wen was a little embarrassed. Although he had deliberately tricked Zhang Dadao with the idea yesterday, it was indeed a bit too much. Seeing Zhang Dadao bring it up again, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, don't worry about it. But I'm curious! Is there really such a wicked curse? Isn't this Taoist a good person?" Zheng Wen didn't believe Zhang Dadao's threat at all. He said this without waiting for a reply, and continued:
"I think that if we want to rob tombs, we have to determine our target first. I think we'd better not plan to rob the tombs before Song."
"Why?" The first one to ask was the fat boy. "Aren't antiques more valuable as they get older?"
Zheng Wen shook his head and said, "That's not certain. I can't overturn the buckets before the Song Dynasty, but it's not because of money. As for the buckets before the Song Dynasty, let's not talk about the ones before the Qin Dynasty. All the buckets that were overturned were bronze artifacts. Those things are too eye-catching, and the country has expressly banned the sale of them. Most of the small pieces are in poor condition and can't be sold at a high price. The big ones are difficult for us to move, and it's troublesome to sell them. The ones after that are the Han tombs. After so many years, they have almost all been overturned, and it's not easy to find the terrain conditions at that time after so many years. "
Brother Long nodded and said, "That makes sense. The founder of our industry is Cao Cao. I'm afraid the Han Tombs have been damaged since him. There's nothing left now."
Zheng Wen nodded and continued, "There's nothing to do with tombs from the Sui and Tang dynasties. Most of the tombs from the Five Dynasties have been dug up by warlords. The tombs of people who are not kings and princes are probably almost collapsed. I think we should start with tombs after that. There were Chai kilns in the Later Zhou Dynasty. Since the Song Dynasty, porcelain has become more and more exquisite, and there are more and more materials. Let's check the county annals of various places to see what great figures have come from that place, preferably those from famous families who have served as officials for generations. We dare not start with the burials of royal relatives, but getting a few first-rank officials will be enough!"
Brother Long's eyes lit up and he nodded, "That makes sense. Checking the county annals is a great idea!"
Zhang Dadao yawned and interrupted, "That's all you can do. Let me show you a way. Pay attention to those Buddhist temples! Especially those with pagodas that later collapsed. Those thieves from the Hu religion like to bury things in the underground palaces under the pagodas, and monks are more capable of making money than officials." Zhang Dadao adhered to the line of class struggle without wavering.
Zheng Wen's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes! How could I forget this? In recent years, many underground palaces of pagodas have been excavated, and even Buddha relics and secret colored porcelain have been dug out. This is more reliable than tomb robbing, but I am afraid that the underground palace is sealed tightly and difficult to dig."
The little fat man waved his hand and said, "Why are you afraid of that? Get something that can blow up the mountain or something. Let's use it during a thunderstorm. Who knows if it's thunder or a cannon?"
"Okay! Let's do it!" Brother Long's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he clapped his hands to finalize the plan. Then he said to Zheng Wen, "I'll leave the job of translating the county annals to you and Liuzi Datou. Once we decide on a place, we'll split up and go there and meet up again!"
Brother Long glanced at the fat boy and expressed his satisfaction with his suggestion. In Brother Long's opinion, the fat boy's credibility has increased a lot, so he nodded and said, "My fat boy, I will return your phone to you later, and you can also use the computer and other things. You can find information on the Internet and work with Wen Zi. We trust you, and you have to trust us, so that we can all make money together. If you have any bad intentions, we know where you live. You know what's good for you, right?"
The little fat man glanced at Liu Zi who looked fierce, and nodded quickly, "I know, I know! I will definitely do my best, but you have to connect the Internet to me! Also, I will broadcast LOL live from 7 to 11 pm, and you have to agree to it. I promise not to say anything nonsense, okay?"
Zhang Dadao also said: "Let him have his fun. If you don't trust him, I'll put a poison on him."
Everyone nodded their heads to show their satisfaction at the fat man's words, but no one paid any attention to Zhang Dadao's next words. Although Brother Long and the others felt that Zhang Dadao was indeed capable, they never believed that he could really cast a spell. After arranging everyone's work, Brother Long stood up and said, "That's it. I'll contact them to see if I can get some mountain-blasting supplies. You guys should hurry up too, it would be best if we can have a target this month." Brother Long said as he walked away. Zheng Wen also stood up and said, "Then I'll go and open the internet first. I'm afraid the county annals will have to be bought online."
After a while, most of the people left. Liuzi saw that everyone else had left, and he was annoyed by Zhang Dadao, so he got up and disappeared without saying goodbye. Wu Datou saw that Liuzi had also left, so he also stood up and said, "Brother Taoist priest! What do you want for lunch? I'll buy it for you? Whatever? Then I'll take care of it, right?"
Wu Datou also left with an excuse, leaving Fatty and Zhang Dadao in the yard. Zhang Dadao pulled a chair under the tree, leaned against the tree and said to Fatty: "Little Fatty, make me a pot of tea! Hehe, it's better outside! We are not even allowed to drink tea in the yard!" Zhang Dadao happily lit a cigarette and leaned against the tree like a big boss.
The little fat guy just filled his stomach, and without even moving, he tilted his neck to look at Zhang Dadao and said, "Brother Tianshi? Are you really going to hang out with these people? I don't think tomb robbing is reliable! How about we run away? They are not here now. If we run away, I will take you to live broadcast in duo mode. With your talent, you will soon become a famous anchor."
Zhang Dadao leaned against the tree, half-closed his eyes and had no expression on his face. He nodded and said, "With my talent, once I open up my Ren and Du meridians, a beam of spiritual light will burst into the sky, and maintaining world peace will be a piece of cake. You're not wrong about that, but forget it if you want to escape!"
"Why?" The little fat boy looked confused.
"I'm too lazy to run." Zhang Dadao's words combined with his appearance were really convincing. He was so lazy to an unbelievable degree.
The little fat man said quickly: "It's no fun to follow them! If we run together, I can introduce you to some business. I know a lot of rich people!"
Zhang Dadao raised his eyebrows, but still kept his eyes closed, and asked, "Do you have money now?"
The little fat man shook his head, and Zhang Dadao followed up, "Then I won't run. How can you run without money? I don't have an ID card, so I can't buy a ticket. Or do you know how to drive?"
"No! Can you?" asked the little fat man.
"I can't run either. Even if I knew, I wouldn't run. I have to pay for gas. It's not that I'm stingy, but you want to run and you should pay for it." Zhang Dadao opened his eyes and looked at the fat man seriously.
The little fat guy got angry and glared at Zhang Dadao, "You're called stingy, don't you know that?"
