pappabearbooks 148
148
Chapter 148: Night tour of East Stone Valley, the paradise of native masters!
When Lin Ran walked under the big willow tree, Uncle Wang, as promised, was already waiting for him at the entrance of the village.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries before sitting in Uncle Wang's rickshaw and running along the quiet village road.
It was extremely cold in the mountain village at night, and dew was clearly visible on the rickshaw sheds.
Today's village roads are not like the streets of the future, with street lights everywhere.
It was pitch black, with only the moonlight guiding them.
Uncle Wang smiled while riding the rickshaw: "Xiao Ran, I heard recently that you have become successful, and Uncle Wang is also very happy."
"No, I'm just working in the city recently." Lin Ran said modestly.
"It's good to work part-time. It's better than us doing coolies."
The two exchanged words, mainly talking about commonplace topics. In fact, their two families did not have close contact, and it was rare for them to chat today.
Lin Ran answered the two sentences intentionally or unintentionally. In fact, he was very excited inside.
In my previous life, I never had the opportunity to see the transactions in East Stone Valley. It was rumored that the cultural relics newly unearthed by Zhongtu Master would be sold here.
The native masters who surrendered to the country were always in the minority, and they were still engaged in shady business with the large number of native masters. They excavated cultural relics just to make money.
It is possible that a large number of artifacts were lost in this market.
Lin Ran finally had the opportunity to see the legendary East Stone Valley transaction, and he was naturally happy, hoping to pick up a good treasure.
Of course, the most important thing is to find the Great Yin Coin.
For him, this is the key to the Qianling Divine Way, and other antiques are not so important.
Halfway through the ride, Uncle Wang suddenly said: "Xiaoran, why are you going to Dongshi Valley in the middle of the night?"
"I'm going to meet a friend over there." Lin Ran answered casually.
This shocked Uncle Wang. He immediately stopped pedaling with a look of horror on his face!
"What's wrong?" Lin Ran asked curiously.
Uncle Wang turned around and looked at Lin Ran strangely and said, "Are you sure that's your friend?"
Lin Ran smiled and said: "Of course, I am a friend in the antique circle."
Uncle Wang still seemed uneasy and asked worriedly: "Xiao Ran, don't you know that East Stone Valley is a mass grave?"
...
Lin Ran really didn't remember this, because when he knew about Dongshi Valley in his previous life, a school had been built there.
In his impression, Dongshi Valley is the location of Dongshi No. [-] Primary School, but it is actually a mass grave?
Not to mention Uncle Wang, even he felt a chill running down his spine. He shouldn't have said that he was looking for a friend just now. How could a friend meet at a mass grave in the middle of the night?
Lin Ran smiled and said: "Uncle Wang, to tell you the truth, my friend is very brave. Just take me there. How could I cheat you?"
Uncle Wang thought for a long time, then sighed and started pedaling again.
Anyway, it's just a business deal for him.
However, the two of them spoke much less after that. It was just a bumpy ride. He tripped on a stone on the road, causing his butt to leave the seat.
When approaching Dongshi Valley, Uncle Wang stopped the car.
He said to Lin Ran with some embarrassment: "Xiao Ran, the East Stone Valley is ahead. I really don't dare to go there, can I..."
Lin Ran estimated the distance and found it was only two to three hundred meters.
So he took out the money and gave it to Uncle Wang, and told him: "Uncle Wang, don't tell my parents what happened tonight."
Uncle Wang agreed wholeheartedly and smiled broadly after receiving the money.
Today is a perfect ending. I can’t make much money just by waiting for a tricycle every day, but I only made two yuan from this order. I feel so happy that I won’t do anything to ruin the fun.
It's exactly what Uncle Wang said.
For the remaining 200 meters of road, there are many tombs on the mountains on both sides, most of which don't even have tombstones.
I don’t know how many souls there are on the mountain that haven’t been buried in the soil. It’s really scary to walk in a place like this in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Lin Ran was not alone. As he walked forward, he saw several people in cloaks who seemed to be talking to each other.
They also looked at Lin Ran with some vigilance, and then moved on without any explanation.
But when I saw a living person, I felt a lot more at ease.
Finally arrived at East Stone Valley.
It was deserted, with lanterns hung outside a few wooden houses, and the dim light flickered.
There are only a few stalls underneath the wooden house.
Although it was his first time to come to East Stone Valley, Lin Ran knew very well, what were the identities of these mysteriously dressed people?
They know the existence of Tufuzi and are willing to do business with Tufuzi.
Either they are businessmen looking for small gains, or they are foreign buyers interested in Chinese cultural relics.
Most people were wearing hats and long clothes, and it really looked like a "ghost" city.
The stall owners didn't yell. Their clothes were shabby and there were traces of mud on their bodies, but they didn't hide it and just sat on the ground.
In front of them a cloth was spread out with various objects placed on it.
I walked to a stall and took a look. They were all cultural relics from the Yuan Dynasty. I don't know whether it was because of the proximity to the mass grave or the soil on the cultural relics, but the smell of tomb soil hit my nostrils.
People here are very quiet, choosing goods silently, without bargaining.
There is no doubt that the probability of genuine products appearing in East Stone Valley is much higher than in other places.
I passed several stalls and the conversations between stall owners and customers showed that they were extremely professional.
The people who can come here are all people who are extremely interested in antiques, especially newly unearthed cultural relics. Naturally, they are not comparable to buyers from flea markets like Panjiayuan.
To enter East Stone Valley, the first step is to pass the test of mass graves. How can ordinary people have such a state of mind.
It's no wonder that Lin Ran didn't know about this place. If the native master who had a good relationship with him hadn't pointed it out, he might not have known about the existence of Dongshi Valley in his whole life.
But after visiting several stalls, Lin Ran also discovered that there were fakes.
Especially the ant-nosed money he was looking for.
Most of the stalls did not have it, and only two stalls had ant-nosed money, but at first glance they were fake.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same goes for native masters.
They will also mix fake products with genuine products and sell them to ordinary traders.
Anyway, as local people, they can move to another place, sell the goods and run away, and they are not afraid of bad reputation.
"Hey, ant nose money is really not easy to find."
However, it was indeed interesting to select goods in Dongshi Valley. Lin Ran stopped in front of another stall in a waning mood. There were not many vendors in Dongshi Valley and it was almost at the end.
He was suddenly attracted by a strange cultural relic.
Squatting down and observing, it is a round-legged vessel. The most special thing is that its lid is in the shape of a mysterious and weird human face!And it's not an ordinary human face. There are two fungus-shaped dragon horns on the eyebrows and forehead.
Lin Ran was shocked.
Isn't this a human-faced dragon pattern?
One of the bronze artifacts lost in a foreign country!