Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

In February, I don't know why it is getting colder and colder.

The Iron Buddha was placed on the floor of the back room, covered with a sheet, and Bean Sprout gave three incense sticks on time every morning and evening. I thought that Bean Sprout had started to believe in Buddhism again, but when I asked, it was not the case.

Bean Sprout said with a smile: "When people eat, the Buddha smells the fragrance. I feed the Buddha to his full every day, so that he can go on the road when he is full, and sell it for a good price."

Let's talk about Boss Qian coming from the south, and the time of his arrival is uncertain, but it's only a few days anyway.

I suddenly remembered one thing.

The more I thought about it, the more feasible it became, and that afternoon I took the time to pass.

"Hey, aren't you Lao Qian's daughter's boyfriend?"

I smiled and said, "Yes, big brother, I'm here to talk to your Director Wang about something."

"Looking for the factory manager? That's not right. Old Qian's daughter asked for leave. He said that his boyfriend broke a bone and went back to take care of his boyfriend. I think you're fine."

I smiled awkwardly, Qian Xinhan must have asked for leave to go back to take care of the red eyes.

"That's because you remembered wrongly. I said last time that I was her ex-boyfriend, not her current boyfriend. Don't talk about that, big brother, where is your factory director?"

"It turned out to be an ex-boyfriend. You young people really know how to play. The factory manager is in the office. He just came back. You go, remember to knock on the door first."

When I came to the office of the director of the cannery, I tapped on the door twice.

"No lock, come in."

The factory manager Wang Sujuan was keeping accounts, and she was taken aback when she saw that it was me who came in.

"You...you are Lao Yang's friend?"

"Hello, Director Wang, it's me," I said with a smile, "Well...Lao Yang couldn't come because he had something to do, so he asked me to come get something."

"Take what?"

Wang Sujuan put down the ballpoint pen: "Lao Yang is just a dealer in our factory, what did he ask you to take?"

I knew that this woman didn't know that Yang Kun had died in Binta's robbery cave.

"That's right. Brother Yang asked me to get some kind of Buddha statue... He said it seemed to be temporarily placed here for you."

"Wait, I'm calling and asking."

"It's still the same, why can't I get through the phone?" Wang Sujuan was a little anxious.

"Sister, don't worry. Brother Yang has gone out of town. It seems that there is no signal. He sent me a text message. Look."

I showed her the phone, and the text message said.

"Sujuan, I have something to go to Henan, the signal is not good on the mountain, you let my brother go to the Buddhist hall to take the Buddha statue, and put the other things in your place first, I will talk about it when I go back."

I took back my phone and said with a smile, "Look at it, big sister."

Wang Sujuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It turned out to be taking that thing, take it away, take it away, I'm scared when I look at that thing, go out and wait for a while."

After waiting outside the door for more than ten minutes, Wang Sujuan opened the door and handed me a plastic bag.

There was a bronze Buddha statue in the bag, and it was not even wrapped, so it was just put in a plastic bag.

"Then you are busy big sister, I have to take it to Brother Yang."

"When will Lao Yang come back from Henan?"

"It should be years later, I don't know the details."

I quickly walked out of the cannery with a plastic bag, I was so happy, I didn't expect it to be so simple, I was going to spend money to buy it before, to pick up the leaks.

Because Wang Sujuan doesn't like it, and she doesn't know anything about antiques, that's why I got it so easily.

I took out the small Buddha statue from the plastic bag and looked at it. I think it looks better and better. At least it can sell for 10 yuan.

I read two words silently in my heart.

"Brother Kun, I'm sorry, I will burn more paper for you next year. It's useless for you to leave this thing, so I'll take it."

When I went back in the evening, I put the gilt statue of the withered master on the table.

"Tsk tsk..."

Bean sprouts circled around and said with a smile, "Niu, Fengzi, it's so simple that you fooled me."

I said I made it myself, and the money from the sale is mine, so I don't need to share it with you.

Bean Sprout's complexion immediately collapsed.

"What's yours and mine! Fengzi, what's yours is mine! Just give me a little, just a little."

I laughed and scolded: "Don't think I don't know, you have almost 200 million in your card, much more than us, if you say so, can you give me 100 million?"

Bean Sprouts said with a smile on his face: "There are no peaks, I only have tens of thousands of dollars in my card, ha ha."

"What are you talking about, so happy."

"Here you go," I said with a smile and roughly about the Buddha statue.

After hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Yunfeng, it's your luck. Remember, don't make it public. Something happened to Yang Kun, his brother should know about it."

"I haven't come into contact with Yang Bin's wild way, but I heard from friends that he has more than 60 people under his command. Yunfeng, you must pay attention to it and keep a low profile."

"You know the trick, don't worry, when will Boss Qian come to see our goods?"

He turned his head and said: "It will take about four days. Come here by plane from the south. When you arrive, you will contact us. After the year, you can buy a car and get a driver's license, which will be used in the future."

"Okay, I figured it out."

"Yunfeng Yunfeng!"

At this time, Xiaoxuan suddenly ran over with a newspaper.

"what happened?"

"look!"

Xiaoxuan pointed to the newspaper in her hand for me to read.

It was January 1, a local newspaper published by the Yinchuan Newspaper. There was a column titled, "A Forgotten Ethnic Group, the Migration Mystery of the Alashan Hut People."

Contributor, special correspondent of this newspaper, Gan Xuan.

There are also several pictures in the column. There are pictures of Hute children herding sheep, but there is no Aji, but I saw Uncle Hulu with dark skin.

"It's Reporter Gan. It turns out that she has returned to Yinchuan a long time ago."

I read the newspaper, it was very well written, and the report was very detailed, including the eating habits of the Hute people, fire sacrifices, eating ram horns, and the characteristics of the cave dwellings they lived in.

It's also been a long time since I saw reporter Gan, but when I saw this news suddenly, I still missed her a little.

"Is this the newspaper you ordered?" I asked Xiaoxuan.

"No, I haven't made a decision. The landlord made it. He is from Yinchuan. Once he makes a reservation for a season, someone will deliver it every morning. I'll take a look when I'm free."

"Where are the previous newspapers? Let me see."

"It's all in the cardboard box under the table in my house, go and see."

At that time, the Internet was far from popularized. Apart from television, newspapers and magazines were the most important way for people to know what was going on in society.

Back then, if you opened a newsstand to make money, you couldn’t open it even if it didn’t matter, but now it’s no longer possible. Young people who still read newspapers watch small videos.

I went into the room, pulled out a chair and sat down, and poured out the old Yinchuan newspapers in the box, trying to see if any major events had happened in society.

Reporter Gan is awesome. She has her column almost every other issue or two. Based on her current influence, it is estimated that she has already become a regular. I read those interviews in the desert with great interest, and I can empathize with them very much.

In addition, I also saw some news, for example, Xinyi Market has built a west gate, and the rent has been lowered.

Sitting under the desk lamp and flipping through the newspaper, I saw it was past ten o'clock before I knew it.

"Don't sleep, Yunfeng."

I sat in a chair and read the newspaper, Xiaoxuan was under the covers and blinked at me.

"what......"

I opened my mouth and yawned, rubbed my eyes and said, "Sleep, I'm sleepy too."

Xiaoxuan chuckled, and she lifted a corner of the quilt: "Come in and sleep, it's warm."

"Draw it, you are tempting me to commit a crime."

"Cut," Xiaoxuan said with a smile: "My girl forgives you, do you dare to come in?"

Fuck, this is underestimated.

"I am coming!"

I threw off the quilt and scratched the soles of her feet.

"Haha! Haha! Don't! Don't! I was wrong!"

Xiaoxuan laughed and stomped back and forth.

I let go of my hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't play anymore."

I'm going to pack up the newspapers and go out.

"Huh? This..."

I took it out and looked at it, and there was a missing person notice written in the newspaper.

To be precise, it was a corpse search notice.