Chapter 409 The chess record in the iron box
Liang Xiaonan saw him laughing openly, thought he was joking with himself, and said, "Don't hurt me, if you trick me into looking at the skull, I will not forgive you."
Zhou Yan laughed loudly and said, "I didn't see any treasures, tombs, or skeletons. I just saw an iron box underneath, and there was an ancient book in the iron box."
real or fake?
Looking at Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan shrugged: "In fact, what I can see is not far away, you may see farther than me."
According to their deduced shadow position of "At the end of Shenshi, Qianhu Pavilion, ten feet to the north, six feet to the east", Liang Xiaonan's release of mental power was not very accurate, but there was indeed nothing else nearby, only a iron box.
And there was only one ancient book in the box, Liang Xiaonan read it carefully, the title of the book was "Remnants of Tianji Plum Garden", and the pages inside were indeed chess records.
Liang Xiaonan froze for a moment, he was dying of laughter, these people have gone to great lengths just to keep a chess record?
Without further ado, I received the space directly. As for whether this chess record is valuable, she thought that since it has been hidden for hundreds of years with such painstaking efforts, it should be considered an antique!
Zhou Yan knew that she had space, but didn't know that she still had such heaven-defying abilities.
The two of them didn't leave here, and the crowd in the distant yard became overwhelmed again. When the rain stopped, two young men and the smoking old man came over.
"What are you doing here?" As soon as the old man came over, he smelled an extremely tempting smell of meat, ahh, they were almost dying of hunger, these two young people were eating meat?
Zhou Yan raised the roast duck in his hand to him, and said, "I'm hungry, eat whatever you want."
Just eat roast duck?
The old man said with bright eyes: "Can you let us have a little? We don't eat for nothing."
"Huh?" Zhou Yan sat on the small chair and didn't move. What can I get in exchange?
The old man swallowed and said, "We, we have something to exchange with you."
"Oh? What?" Zhou Yan asked while tearing up the duck legs, making the two young men shout anxiously, "Grandpa, he's almost finished eating."
Liang Xiaonan suppressed a smile, and reached out to tear the duck meat.
Roast duck is always delicious. In this place, in this era, in the eyes of this group of hungry people, just look at that young man to see how powerful a duck leg is.
"Grandpa, they are almost finished eating." The young man was crying.
The old man sighed and said, "Young man, I don't know how you came to this place. The old man has the cheek to beg you, can we exchange some things for your food?"
"What to exchange?" Zhou Yan was unmoved, don't tell him about the entrance to the underground palace, he is not interested.
Sure enough, the old man said: "If you give us 10,000... a basket to eat, I will tell you the entrance to the underground palace."
Liang Xiaonan and Zhou Yan burst out laughing.
"Old man, we are not interested in your ancestral grave, we won't change it!" Zhou Yan tore the last duck wing, and the young man's eyes were filled with tears of despair.
"Grandpa, don't talk about the underground palace. Who are you fooling with this?" The young man said anxiously, "Grandpa, give them the chess records at home. They can't eat or drink that thing. Why keep it? Neither Lin Lin nor Chuan Chuan can do it." Oh, and there's Xiao'e from the third uncle's family, Uncle Qiu..."
The old man saw that the duck meat in their hands was getting less and less, and said, "Young man, how much food do you have? I want to exchange food with you."
Zhou Yan looked at them and said, "If you don't want to change, don't change it. Don't be embarrassed. We don't want anything. What can compare to having a full meal?"
The old man sighed in disappointment, pulled the two young men and said, "Let's go, they will survive. It's not easy for people who stutter now."
Seeing them turn around and leave, Zhou Yan and Liang Xiaonan exchanged eye contact, Zhou Yan said, "Old man, is it okay to have children?"
The old man immediately turned around and said: "Yes, yes, my nephew disappeared in the mudslide. The two grandnephews are hungry and sick, and they are dying. Kind people, can you give me something to eat? I beg you gone."
Liang Xiaonan gave them the basket and said, "We've already eaten the roast duck in our hands. Take the contents of the basket to save people."
The young man had already run over with a grateful expression on his face. In fact, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.
He walked up to Zhou Yan and Liang Xiaonan, took off the white cloth towel on the basket, and saw a basket full of steamed buns, pancakes, and of course, a roast duck.
Zhou Yan glanced at Liang Xiaonan with a smile in his eyes. His little wife is very kind. He thought it would be good to just give them some pancakes and steamed buns, but Liang Xiaonan still gave them a whole Wanjia Hanging Stove Duck.
In fact, Liang Xiaonan just felt that he had taken someone else's peerless chess record (I don't know if it is a masterpiece), and he didn't want to take advantage of it for nothing.
The young man looked at the old man pleadingly: "Grandpa, can I have a steamed bun? Pancakes are also fine."
The old man sighed, looked at the other one beside him, and said, "Yanqing, you and Jiaxing should both eat a steamed bun. If you are full, you will have the energy to carry it back to everyone."
Yanqing and Jiaxing grabbed the steamed buns, almost without chewing, and went down with one steamed bun, but they didn't have another one, but they walked back with the basket.
"Young people, follow along, I want to chat with you." The old man said, "I am the patriarch of this village, and my name is Hong Yongshun."
Ouch, it really is that slippery patriarch.
"No," Zhou Yan said immediately, "you won't talk about underground palaces and tombs anymore, will you? Let me tell you, we have no interest in large tombs and underground palaces. We can't live a good life. Go underground. What are things for?"
The old man froze for a moment, blinked his eyes, and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk about that, don't talk about that."
Liang Xiaonan said: "Clan Chief Hong, this mountain is not safe, you should go down the mountain quickly, find a safe place under the mountain, find a town here, and put it in any village. It’s okay to build a village, it’s dangerous here, and sooner or later something big will happen.”
Patriarch Hong said: "Actually, the fields below belong to our village. It's not impossible for us to go down and resettle them, but now we can't go out at all. Look at the water below the mountain, it's as deep as one person, and it won't go away for ten days and half a month. .”
"If you can't get rid of it, then use a water pump to pump it out." Zhou Yan said, "Do you have money? If you have money, I will find someone to send you a water pump."
Patriarch Hong said: "The power is cut off now, and the water pumps are not working."
"It's okay, we'll bring the generator for you. By the way, the diesel for the generator is also prepared for you." Liang Xiaonan continued, "It's not free, just exchange it with money."
Patriarch Hong's eyes lit up. This is a good thing to solve the problem fundamentally. Otherwise, if they move from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, what's the point of flooding the whole village when it rains again?
If there is a water pump and a generator, then as long as there is water in the future, it will be pumped out immediately, and the whole village will be safe and sound.
Patriarch Hong said: "Let's go back and discuss it right away, can you wait a little longer?"
Of course they can wait, anyway, they have space, day and night, what does it matter if the weather is good or bad? !
(end of this chapter)
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