It doesn’t sound nice to call Pihuang, so I call him Laopi.

"Boss! Come on Bapan Lamb Dumplings!"

"All guests, you have to be entertained!"

Seeing that my face was wrong, Lao Pi smiled and called the boss to have a meal.

He ate a mouthful of dumplings and drank a large sip of Bingfeng, and his mouth was full of oil.

"I have a little thorny idea. Do you know the head?" I asked with my chopsticks down.

"Your head, I know, of course he knows."

"Aside, little brother, I, Pi Huang, value reputation the most. Let's say that, if something happens to me, I'm sure I won't find you. 100,000 yuan is my fixed price. If you want to do it, I'll take you to see it later.

Yes, it’s okay if you don’t do it. After eating this meal, we will be good friends from all over the world and in the future.”

Looking back now, I thought his words were polite words and didn't take them too seriously.

Didn't you ever think about it?

Just three years later, in 2006, Lao Pi was arrested on the mountain in a small county in northern Fufeng. There were eight people in total, so Lao Pi was sentenced to ten years. Originally, he should have eaten steamed buns for 16 years.

As a result, in February 2014, Lao Pi was released on medical parole due to injury.

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He was originally a home in Fufeng, Shaanxi. After he came out in 2014, the local Huashang Daily reported him. At the same time, Mr. Guo Jianming, president of the Baoji Cultural and Creative Association (Cultural Creative Association), wanted to interview Lao Pi and write a story.

I don't know if I wrote a documentary short story later.

President Guo, if you don’t write it, I will just talk about it briefly.

Fufeng and Qishan in Shaanxi were famous bronze ware distribution centers at that time. In 1996, Lao Pi dug a bronze gutter for drinking from the Fufeng brick factory and sold it for 5,000 yuan, which was worth several years of salary.

The Millennium, from 2000 to 2003, was previously called the "Three Crazy Years" in the tomb robbers in Shaanxi.

The real situation at that time was not only tomb robbers, but also local farmers in Xi'an often went to the fields to dig pits and looked for tombs, and they were all very brave.

According to statistics, in 2002, a total of 334 ancient tombs were discovered in Xi'an, which means that new ancient tombs will be found almost every day. There are more people underground than on the ground, and dozens of ancient tombs can be dug out by any subway line.

Lao Pi started to rob the tomb, then became a traitor (connecting with Hong Kong and Beijingers), and finally sold some things. He just wanted to pull animals for the Qinling Zoo. In fact, I estimate that there were 200 personal deposits at that time.

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I should have been in Lijiang in 2006. I heard that Lao Pi suddenly went in to eat steamed buns. I was afraid for a while because of this, and thought that this old guy wouldn't call me in to accompany him, right?

As a result, nothing happened. He did what Lao Pi said at the beginning.

After he came out, the people in the business were still willing to give him some food, but his wife refused to let him do it (his wife Xiao Laopi was 16 years old), so Laopi planted several acres of apple trees at home, and finally last year

Died in July.

I would like to ask what I think of doing archaeological work in Xi'an.

Director Luo, who was the director of Zhou Yuan Museum at the time, said angrily: "It's so irritating next door. Every time I come one step late, there are holes everywhere. A group of grandsons, Pi Weiwu is a big cancer, and it should be life-long."

"Pi Weiwu" refers to the three people at that time.

I have dealt with Pi Huang from Fufeng, Lao Wei from Lin County, and Lao Wu from Xi'an, all of them are from the Northern School.

After eating dumplings and mutton steamed buns, I made a decision. How could I get a tiger's baby if I didn't enter the tiger's den? I decided to let Lao Pi take us to "show something" first.

At that time, there were roadside stalls everywhere in the night market in Xi'an. In winter, there were also street stalls selling cold noodles on the roadside stalls. Brother Yu drove us to follow the truck. After about two hours, he arrived at the place.

After getting off the car, I saw the police station less than 100 meters beside me. My right eyelid was twitching, and I wonder if it was a disaster.

"It's just that two-story building," Lao Pi said, pointing to the two-story building that passed by on the road.

A colored steel tiles stand at the entrance of the second-story building.

The two words "Wine Floor" are written on the colored steel tiles with red pen.

This place sells wine.

Seeing the lights on the upstairs, I asked Lao Pi: "Isn't this still living? How do you make sure there is a Tang Tomb?"

"Do you underestimate me?"

"Brother, let me tell you, in our Xi'an, sometimes you can use the toilet to soak your poop, and maybe you can pull out an ancient tomb."

Lao Pi pointed to the winery in the distance and whispered: "This family, the elderly, came from Shandong and had settled in Xi'an for more than 40 years. A few years ago, they sold Xifeng and Taibai. In the past two years, they mainly brewed their own wine.

Packaging sold in bulk.”

Seeing that I was listening, Lao Pi continued: "They later sold a small variety of sauce-flavored spirits in Shandong. This wine is called "going backwards". Two things must be used to brew this kind of local wine."

"One is mosquitoes, the other is yellow mud cellar."

Lao Pi explained to me: "Brother, this is to be brewed and walked backwards. The mosquitoes used are the same as Maotai. The wine chorus needs to be used to help ferment. It is the yellow mud cellar. His house asked three months ago.

People dig new yellow mud cellars, and my cousin is one of the workers who dig the cellars. Look at what this thing is."

He touched his arms and turned into an instant noodles bag like a magic trick.

Open the instant noodles bag and it contains a handful of earth.

I smelled it and flipped it over with my hands.

It is white and sticky, and it is a living earth and white paste.

"Is there any?" I said that it cannot be concluded that it is the Tang tomb, and there is also such white paste mud in the Song tomb and Liao tombs.

"Hehe" Lao Pi smiled mysteriously and said you are taking a closer look.

"How do you look at this carefully?"

I reached out and pulled it twice, and suddenly I encountered a hard object, and I pinched it out with my fingers and looked at the street light.

It is a piece of pottery with color.

I frowned and said, "Tang Sancai?"

Lao Pi smiled and said, "Yes, this thing has always been a burial tool. Not only this one, but in fact, hundreds of pieces were dug out at that time. The owner of the house just happened to see it, and it was put away by my cousin. According to my inference, that

The yellow mud used for fermentation only reached two meters deep, and it should be just a burial pit."

Looking at the police not far away, I felt a little unwilling to take risks.

Why?

Because ordinary Tang Sancai was not valuable at this time, Tang Sancai for bowls, plates and jars only cost a few thousand yuan.

At that time, there were only two types of Tang Sancai who were valuable in the industry. One was a three-color horse, which could not be broken legs. The other was a "three-color plus blue" among our industry people.

Generally, Tang Sancai is yellow, white and green, and very few are "yellow, white, and blue."

This blue color is not blue and white, and the overall color is black and black. The number of this blue Tang Sancai object is much smaller, and one can be sold for 6 digits.

If it is a pottery horse with three-color plus blue color, it will be even more expensive.

But the chance of encountering this kind of thing is relatively low.

"What do you think of brothers? Can you make this point of 100,000 yuan?"

I thought about it carefully and felt that if the Tang Tomb below was a new pot, it would be a big problem to protect it. As for how much it can be earned, I have to dig it up and talk about it. Besides, this time I will test me, how can I do it?

Put a stall.

I nodded and said, "Okay, then there are 10, the deal will be completed."

"Ah, please feel free! I just like your temper, brother! I will talk if you have something to do in the future."

That's it, that night.

It is less than 100 meters away from the entrance of Xi'an Chonghuang Police Station.

Lao Pi shook hands with me with a smile.
Chapter completed!