Semi -meter deep.

One meter deep.

Two meters deep.

I didn't give up, picked up the other Luoyang shovel, and continued to go down, and the holes took the soil.

The soil shovel and a shovel was brought up, and it was estimated that the depth had exceeded five meters.

"Well?"

At this moment, I found that the color of the soil layer brought by the last shovel changed.

I was busy putting on the headlight, reaching out and grabbing the soil brought up.

The soil layer under the five meters is a bit red, which is mixed with a little white mixed color, and twist back and forth with your hands. It feels a little stained.

"wrong"

"This is a real land in livelihood. Aza didn't lie to me this time!" How did this feel, just like I suddenly bought the lottery in the first prize, and I was ecstatic.

..

"How? Is there?" Jin Fenghuang came over and asked.

I nodded and said: "70 % of them are grasped. If there are ancient tombs underground, I will continue to explore until the boundary, shape, and size of the tomb can be selected."

Golden Feng Huang frowned how long it would take.

I said that only me, the fastest to two to three hours.

"Two or three hours? So troublesome?"

"Start, go!"

"Everyone is here."

More than a dozen stoods gathered, and the order was waiting.

"Have you seen it?" Jin Fenghuang pointed at the cave that I just hit the ground and said, "Just here, dig it for me!"

"receive!"

A group of people immediately waved the iron pupa and began to dug.

There are a dozen iron crickets, and I do n’t talk about the rhythm cooperation. From time to time, it bumps together, and the sound of quietness is very big. This is in the cow field.

I dug more than one meter deep, dug a large pit with a diameter of about one meter, and four or five people jumped into the pit and continued to throw the soil.

One hour later, the people under the pit couldn't throw the soil, too deep.

At this time, a young man who was responsible for the command ran: "No, boss! You see how deep the brothers are! Don't say the ancient tomb! No one sees one!

us!"

"That's it," some people complained: "Mao was not. After digging so deeply, I simply buried this kid."

My face changes, and I am busy explaining that it is not enough. The depth is not enough. You do n’t even have the rope ladder! How can you dig this way!

"Believe me, take a look at two meters to three meters."

Jin Fenghuang thought about it, saying that I believed me once, and if I couldn't dig the tomb, I had to throw me into the pit alive.

What to do if I encountered difficulties, someone thought about a way.

There is an old water well on the dairy field, and there is a tadpole on the well on the well. They sent someone to remove the cars and moved over to the stolen hole. Then they found the excess bucket and raised the soil with a bucket.

The people on the pit shook the car and put the barrel down. The people under the pit dug the ground and put them in the barrel. They shake the rope when they were filled.

There were so many people, and they used the hand -made tools. They did it quickly.

"Stop! Stop first!" I heard someone shouting under the pirate hole.

"What's wrong!"

"Brick! Dig a lot of bricks!"

Jin Feng's yellow face was happy, and now he shouted with the flashlight: "Don't care about any bricks, let me break it!"

The person under the pit had to order, and turned his head in turn to start smashing.

The dug brick top is in the shape of an arch bridge, and the thickness is as thick as three bricks. I know at a glance. This is the previous top top. It must be after the Tang Dynasty.

The most likely.

I did n’t go on. According to those people, the cow field was under the ground in a northern Song brick room cellar. It was indeed not a tomb. Because there was no small room, there was no coffin in the only room. There was no coffin in the only room.

There are more than 20 large pottery tanks, and the cans are sealed with soil. Two or three pottery cans are broken. The jar is fully equipped with copper coins. If you save the state, you can also see the hemp rope of copper coins.

Jinfeng Huang Daxi, he directed the people of his men to put down the rope with a cars, breaking, okay, all the big pottery cans were taken up.

He beckoned at me: "Boy, come and see, so much, see how much value."

Some pottery tanks were still sealed and didn't open, so I looked at those broken ones.

The piles of copper coins gave birth to green beads, and rust became a big puppet. Through the lighting of the headlights, I picked up a handful of scattered and looked at it carefully. Some words could see clearly.

Unclear.

This view, my face suddenly didn't look good.

Why are all these

Chunhua Yuanbao, Chunxi ingot, Chunyou ingot, Emperor Song Yuanbao, Yuanyou Tongbao, Zhenghe Tongbao

I didn't give up and pulled it again, as if I saw these Song Qian.

These are not valuable, basically all small money, there are individual a small amount of folding five dollars, and ten dollars.

During the Song Dynasty, the place of Yinchuan was the territory of Xixia. How could there be a Song Qian cellar? Seeing the ghost, was it left by a businessman who returned to and from business that year?

Jin Fenghuang asked me happily and how much can it be worth it.

What does this make me say.

If this brick cellar is in Xixia, the jar hidden in Xixia money, it is valuable, but all these most garbage Song money.

I also accepted these in Mohe at the beginning. If I remember correctly, these Song Qian was in Beijing, and the price was one money at the time.

Maybe someone who is good -looking can give five cents a one dollars

I am in their hands now.

He asked me how much it was worth it.

If I truthfully say: "One three cents, one hundred 30 yuan, a thousand 300 yuan, you can count it."

Then I was buried alive.

So I lied: "Good luck, you dug the brick room cellar in the Northern Song Dynasty. These are all copper coins in the Song Dynasty. It’ s eight hundred years ago.

As soon as Jin Fenghuang heard this, he quickly asked someone to come over to load the car.

He patted my face and laughed: "Yes, Aza recommends that you are right, how do you use it, how about it, I am now missing talents, follow me, do it."

I was calm on the surface, but my heart was relieved.

I waved my hand: "This is nothing, it's all a little trouble, now you believe in me before? If you enter the Alashan desert, you can find those ancient tombs, and then it will be the real fortune."

Jin Fenghuang thought for a while, and watched the younger brothers who were loading and asked me, "Are these one million?"

I thought to myself: "There is no one million yuan, I don’t know if there is any, even if thousands of dollars, people don’t have to."

"Well, it should be almost the same." I lied to lie to him.

"Okay!" Jin Fenghuang praised me: "It's good to do it, it will naturally have your benefits when you sell money. As long as you continue to help me in the future, the previous things will not blame the past."

I nodded and said yes.

"Can I go back like this?"

Jinfeng Huang smiled.

"Of course, you can go back, but you can remember to come to me in the past two days, and then discuss the next tomb."

The money for grave robbers was so fast, and Jinfeng Huang tasted the sweetness for the first time.

After installing those pots, drove away from the cow field and entered the urban area. At the door of an agricultural bank, Golden Wind asked me to get out of the car, because I promised him to go back to clean up and help him to find him.

Tomb, let him make money.

At this time, Tian Gang was bright, and the office workers hadn't got up yet, and the road was deserted.

I can escape from this time. Except for Aza, I did not pit me. I had a lot of ingredients.

Later, I heard that Jin Fenghuang himself invited several antique companies from other places to come to see the goods.

As a result, two people do not want it. The other person's package price is 7,500 yuan.

Jinfeng Huang was stupid on the spot.
Chapter completed!