Chapter 151 The True Treasure

Shi Chuan nodded: "After the wine lees are ready, it will take a day or two to fill the pot; it will take three or five days to stir the pot of slurry, and it will take three or five days to start the fire and distillate it. It happened that I received the tolerance, and it will take time to find out Zeng Laizi's hiding place - you go and tell the butler and ask him to send a message to the city, and say that I am chasing me, and I am afraid I will not be able to go back in less than three or two days."

It is not a matter of doing well for a wine lees for a while. Before, I had to repair the boiler. In the past, I had to do this job by Master Hai, but now I can only do it. I found a reason to send the servant and tenant to follow him. Shi Chuan closed the door of the boiler room, found a tool to knock on the boiler, and let it make some noise. Later, Shi Chuan wandered around for a few more times, and then lifted a piece of iron plate in front of the boiler.

There was a downward step under the iron plate. Shi Chuan looked around, then deliberately tapped it with the tool in his hand, then picked up an oil lamp, slowly walked down the steps, walked towards the bottom of the boiler, and closed the iron plate, closing the portal to the underground.

The boiler is half buried underground. Before each feeding, Mr. Hai had to check the furnace body, and it was intended to be repaired. Because the feeding ratio of the brewing wine was an exclusive formula, and fiddling with this thing also required unique skills. Due to the custom of the Song Dynasty, Mr. Hai was alone in his life a few days before the feeding was made. The servants of the family knew this, so they would never disturb the action of wearing it. Instead, they would deliberately block those idle people who came to the boiler room to spy on it.

Walking through the coiled distillation tube underground, Shi Tong groped to the front of a thick bronze plate. He touched the bronze plate up and down and left and right, and heard a "knock" sound, as if the latch of the door was untied. Then a downward corridor was revealed after the bronze plate. Shi Tong shrank and held the oil lamp to enter the entrance of the corridor, and then reset the bronze plate from inside.

With the lights shining, Shizhang walked down a few steps from the corridor, and the space suddenly opened up, so he was able to straighten his body and walk...

Mr. Hai cultivates fruits of all seasons in his manor to brew private wine. For this reason, he comes to the current "Shiyuan" four times a year to personally supervise the brewing of fruit wine - in fact, it is for this underground manor, which is the real treasure place for Mr. Hai.

After walking a few steps along the corridor, I came to a stone door. The stone door was actually a concrete structure, but because the Song people did not know the characteristics of concrete, the Song people saw this gate, at most they thought it was made of a huge stone in the whole body.

Shi Chuan put the oil lamp underground. He stretched out his hand, touched around, took out an oil pot from the darkness, poured some oil on the door shaft, and then he arched his body and slowly pushed the stone door with all his strength.

The stone gate opened, and there was hidden the ten-year effort of Mr. Hai, which was something that Mr. Hai never forgot when he left and asked to destroy.

Shi Chuan picked up the oil lamp from the ground and walked into the gate of the underground grotto. He first walked around and ignited the oil lamp on the wall one by one. The entire cave face appeared in front of him. Shi Chuan looked left and right and blurted out in the dark: "It's really like an air raid shelter. Damn, he has been here for ten years, so he has been building such an air raid shelter? Oh, prepare for war and famine?"

It should be said that when Mr. Hai built this air-raid shelter, he seemed to be worried that later generations would discover the cross-age technology contained in it. He carefully built the cave in the style of the Song Dynasty. The entire cave layout was like a courtyard buried underground. The boudoir, kitchen, bedroom, female wall, back garden, and buildings similar to embroidered buildings were built according to the usual rural layout, as if this was an underground hiding point for the Song people to escape the war.

The walls around the cave were made of huge stones. Shizhi groped through the cracks and smiled in the dark: "This is the recipe for the ancient Great Wall. In fact, clay, lime and a little ceramic powder are enough to glue the stones. You also need to add glutinous rice soup and egg whites - it is really a termite."

It is said that the architectural formula of Beijing City Wall is this, and it is said that this architectural formula is completely comparable to cement... But in fact, this formula is still the "Portland Cement" formula, and the rest are just some additives.

The cave is very large, and Mr. Hai boasted that he had hollowed out all the underworld where Cui Xiaoqing lived, but in fact, Mr. Hai did not do it, so he probably dug out the area of ​​Cui Xiaoqing's back garden... Shi Chuan thought for a moment and understood - when the manor lived in someone else's place, if the underground was empty, the people in Cui Yuan would definitely doubt it and tell stories about ghosts and gods. Only by digging the cave in an uninhabited place can safety be ensured.

Shi Zhun walked to the well position of the underground cave. He fiddled on the wall and pushed open a large thick wooden board. The crack of the stone wall behind the wooden board revealed a faint light. Shi Zhun groped in the crack of the rock, took out the debris that filled the crack of the landfill, and then gently pried the huge stone. The huge stone loosened, and the light immediately penetrated into the underground cave.

This stone is the only moving stone in the entire cave. Remove the asbestos that fill the cracks of the rocks and then pull out the stones. A hole will appear on the wall, which leads to the well in the back garden of Cuiyuan.

A faint sound of words came from the wellhead, as if several maids were talking, and their voices gradually became farther and farther away with the sound of footsteps. When they were walking on the wall of the well, they listened for a while, then stuffed the stones back, stuffed the cracks with sound-insulated asbestos, and then reset the hidden large wooden boards.

This wooden board stands upright on the entire wall. It is one of the six wooden boards. The six boards are carved with flowers, birds, insects and fish, just like calligraphy and paintings hanging in the middle hall of the rich man's home, or carved railings, and built doors.

After everything was packed, Shi Chuan began to patrol around. At this time, he missed a scene in a Hollywood movie: the protagonist took a torch and the oil pool in the cave burned, surrounding the oil pool around the cave, outlining the entire interior of the cave, making people no longer feel dark... Unfortunately, this is underground. It takes a lot of oxygen to burn fierce tincture oil like in Hollywood movies. Mr. Hai did not install a blower for this cave, and Shi Chuan was not qualified to squander the oxygen in the cave so much.

What's even more terrifying is that when Mr. Hai was building this cave, he set up a destruction device for this cave in advance. He originally planned to ignite the cave after the Jin people invaded. Then, according to normal history, there were hundreds of years of wars and mutual slaughter in this place in Shandong. Until all those who had the strength to slaughter each other died and all the cities were destroyed, the entire territory was completely calm.

In that case, in the century of war, who would pay attention to the existence of this cave? When the war subsides and rebuild their homes, the Mongols and Jin people will not care about what is hidden in this cave. They will only use wood and stones in the cave to build their own small courtyard, so everything will be destroyed in the smoke and dust of history...

Now this job is to be done by Shi Chuan, but Shi Chuan hasn't decided whether to do it yet. One reason is that the things in it are useful to him, and the other reason is that the war has not yet arrived. In this peaceful and prosperous era, a shocking explosion will definitely attract the attention of those who are interested.

Shi Chuan walked around the cave again. The ground of the cave would make a sound every time. It was a ceramic coffin buried by Mr. Hai on the ground. The coffin was buried with explosives. The lid of the coffin was also made of ceramics. The gap was covered with mud made of seaweed earth. The explosives in this cave had three detonation points, one at the gate and two in the cave. As long as you know the method, a match could make the entire cave fly into the sky.

"It's such a spoof to make it into a coffin." Shi Chuan had already walked to the boudoir of the cave. The boudoir was arranged like the boudoir of a woman waiting to marry. The house was filled with cages, as if the woman's dowry had been prepared, and she was just waiting for the day of getting married.

The beds in the boudoir are also made of long wooden boxes. The materials used to make the wooden boxes are actually precious golden nanmu. It is said that this thing can be buried underground for thousands of years.

Shizhan groped on the bed for a while, gently removed one of the bed boards, revealing the box below.

The box contained pure white wax. This wax was very large and filled the entire box. Shiteng bowed and picked up a rectangular wax strip from the box, and carefully slapped it. The wax was loose, revealing the wax-wrapped thing, which was a musket, flintlock smoothbore musket.

A box contained six muskets. In order to prevent moisture and rust, Mr. Hai wrapped the flintlock rifle in wax paper, and then cast the six muskets into wax strips to fill the entire box.

Shi Tong kept smashing wax pieces, tearing open wax paper, and taking out six muskets one by one. He groped in the darkness, and the barrel was very smooth.

"There were already storm guns in the Song Dynasty, but those muskets were made of bamboo tubes, and they were filled with fireworks like fireworks. Because the tubes were filled with fireworks and gunpowder, there was no problem with chamber pressure. Even using bamboo as a barrel - in this way, using iron tubes to make storm guns is not an excessive cross as long as there are fewer numbers, right? It is definitely not a big historical oscillation..." Shi Chuan stroked the gun body and whispered: "Ahai, you are really careful, but is it necessary? No matter how small the change is, it is ultimately a change of time and space."

In silence, Shitong's voice seemed very empty in the darkness.

After pausing for a while, Shi Chuan continued to say in a tone of self-torture: "I will go back, and I can do what Mr. Hai can do. Humph, you ostentatiously, let me be your time and space anchor mark, fix me in this era, but this is my era. How should this time and space change depends on me, not you, and with your treasure, how can the world be exactly the same as in the past? Now they all belong to me - your collection, and this time and space."

He closed the bed board again and cleaned the wax pieces scattered on the ground. He put on and took off his clothes and wrapped the wax on the ground, carried six muskets, and came to the study room in the cave where there were notes left by Mr. Hai and some travel notes written by Mr. Hai. As a senior, he personally felt the differences between the two eras. In his diary, he recorded his own feelings. These personal experiences happened to be the best reference for a latecomer.

Shi Chuan flipped his notebook and spent a long time in the darkness. Then he heard a faint conversation outside. It was a distillery that was coming, and it was probably because all the materials were ready. The butler Mushun was preparing to ask the workers to start feeding materials.
Chapter completed!