Canghai is grateful to Xie Bumin for the restaurant here. Since I came here to eat once last time, Canghai never wanted to eat it again, so Canghai borrowed their kitchen this time and brought things to make it by himself.

Qi Yue and his group felt bored in less than two days, and they couldn't make a fuss here. They had no entertainment except playing cards and drinking here. As for going to the tomb to see it, it was impossible to take a look, because the tomb has been sealed for restoration, and other places have been surrounded, such as some small tomb pits, and simple small houses have been built on it in a bit of age.

Unless they are professional archaeologists, these places cannot be accessed now, so what Qi Yue and others see are not tombs of all sizes, but tombs of all sizes, but tombs of mobile homes.

Who is the happiest person? Then you have to count the bear. After arriving here, the bear, who had no face, has completely let go of himself. Not only has his face, but he has no moral integrity.

Whether it is a human or a bear, as long as you are willing to let go of your face, your life will never be bad. Just like a bear now, no matter who comes to rub it, you will be smiling. The result of putting in great energy to please others is that you will not have to worry about food and drink.

Many young archaeological team members would rather eat less meat and feed the bear even if they eat less chicken. Canghai made Canghai feel that its belly was round and it turned into a big bear-shaped ball.

There is no big difference between the days in Canghai here and the home. The only inconvenience is that there are no greenhouses here, and fresh vegetables are only transported in from outside. Nowadays, vegetables are produced in farmers' greenhouses. The taste is really incomparable to those of Sijiaping Village.

However, it is better to have it than not. Now the conditions are like this, and Canghai has no choice but to imagine. Of course, if you make the space out, it will solve this problem, but the risk is not small, so Canghai still honestly uses the vegetables coming here to cook. Even so, Canghai's craftsmanship is better than that of the chefs here. So during the second meal, Zhang Gong and two other teachers came to Canghai from time to time to have a meal.

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Canghai began to prepare for cooking. Zhang Gong and a few old men who often came to make a living came to help choose vegetables. Everyone moved a small stool to form a circle, with the leeks, celery and potatoes that they had eaten for lunch. Some people chose vegetables and peeled them. Everyone chatted and worked happily.

"I said Xiao Cang, you might as well come here to be a chef. What is the cooking cooked here?" An old man named Li looked at Canghai and joked.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang said, "We can't afford to hire him. He has been around hundreds of thousands this month. He tied us together and did not have the highest income of others. You, an old guy, are just going to invite a rich man to cook for you for a little bit of verbal desire. You are so beautiful."

"If you can't afford it, please let Lao Li say it, have a taste of it?" Another old man named Yao also got into the fun.

Canghai laughed twice and said nothing. In fact, Canghai knew that the chefs here were not as good as the level, but were not attentive. Or the current working conditions were not allowed to take much care. In total, only a few chefs were in charge of hundreds of people eating every day. It would be good to make a meal. There was no right to choose the taste. The salty and oily ones cooked and started eating. It would be a daydream to eat Michelin in the cafeteria.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, when will this place be built? I really want to see it," Ping'an asked at this time.

"It may take two years to officially exhibit, and now the specifications are too large," said Zhang Gong.

Because of the discovery of several pots and pots, the layout here has been greatly improved. Now, building a museum here is not only a matter of the city, but also the province has participated.

With the province participating, there is no problem with the funds for building the museum. Lu Yanzhi doesn’t need to ask grandpa to beg for alms everywhere. Not only does the provincial funding, but also the special funds allocated by the state. The city will pay a portion of the funds, so the funds will be enough.

Not only is it enough, but the specifications are even rising again and again, which is quite a bit like a rich man.

Everyone was chatting, and suddenly there was a noise outside.

Gong Zhang got up and went out of the door, and asked loudly: "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Qi fell into the pit. A big pit appeared in the southwest. The hole was very deep and I don't know what Xiao Qi is doing now. We are preparing to rescue him."

A young voice replied loudly on this side.

"Why are you so careless! Xiao Qi is okay?" Zhang Gong asked.

When the two old men in the room heard this, they frowned, put down their work, and walked to the door.

Cang Hai and Ping An also followed the two old men to the door to see what was going on.

When we arrived at the door, we saw several archaeological team members holding ropes upside down, and some of them were carrying equipment on their bodies, as if they were about to go to the pit to save people.

At this time, Mr. Zhang turned his head and said, "Let's go and have a look. These little guys have to find something for them to do, otherwise they will be fine all day long!"

Cang Hai couldn't say anything, so he honestly followed Mr. Zhang and his group of people to the entrance of the hole where Xiao Qi fell.

When he arrived at the place, Canghai found that there were already many people here, including Qi Yue and his group, all stretched their heads like giraffes and looked towards the deep hole in the middle.

"Go a little bit aside. Someone just fell in. So many of you are still surrounded here. Are you going to die?" Zhang Gong said loudly to the crowd.

Before Mr. Zhang could finish his words, archaeological team members came over there to drive the crowd back, including the big bear, and of course Canghai was not spared, and they all stood five or six meters away from the entrance of the cave.

After watching the fun for a while, I saw that the group of archaeological team members selected a young and strong man with a rope wrapped around his waist and fixed the other end to a large truck that had just driven over, and began to slowly slide into the hole.

As soon as he slid down, the young man in the cave shouted loudly at the outside, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Li, there are all human bones under him! The human bones are full of human bones, as if they are buried with a burial pit!"

"What!"

When everyone above was shocked when he heard the young man's words.

The young man's voice continued to be heard from the cave: "I saw it all over my eyes, all of them were covered with human bones. What a good guy, I don't know how many pieces!"

"Can you see what's inside?"

Gong Zhang and a few old men were stalked at the entrance of the cave and looked inside.

"Is it a tomb or a pit, please tell me clearly?" Mr. Li asked loudly inside.

"It looks like a small tomb but also like a pit. What I can see here is a square room of about twenty or thirty square meters. The underground floor is full of bones. Now Xiao Qi is lying on the pile of bones. I don't know what the situation is, and there are some bones sitting..."

"Go down and take a look, be careful, pull Xiao Qi up first!" Zhang Gong said loudly.

A huh came from the hole, and there was no movement soon.

Canghai, like the people outside, waited for more than ten minutes before he saw the strong man coming in with a young man. The young man was Xiao Qi. He had opened his eyes now, but he looked very injured and his body was a little soft.

As soon as the person came up, someone sent Xiao Qi into the infirmary, while Zhang and others began to ask the brawny young man about the situation below.

It was a little far away, and Canghai couldn't hear what these people were muttering, but after about five or six minutes, Mr. Zhang began to arrange manpower again.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, a slide well was set up at the entrance of the hole. Zhang Gong and a young man stepped into the basket and then slowly slid down the entrance of the hole.

After waiting for another five or six minutes, Cang Hai saw that he could not see anything, so he pulled Ping'an back to cook.

"Go back, it's so boring to stand outside on such a cold day. There was no news for a group of people to stare at the entrance of the cave. Go back to the room and go warm up."

Cang Hai said to Qi Yue and others.

Qi Yue and the others were reluctant to leave. After two or three days of boredom, they almost found a group of ants to watch them move. Now a big hole appeared out of thin air, and there were people who died. They were all very excited, and they were not afraid of the cold wind outside. Their faces were full of excitement.

"No, if you want to go back, you will go back, let's take a look!"

Qi Yue's eyes didn't even sweep across Canghai, and she directly replied to Canghai.

Canghai looked at it and thought: Yes, don’t persuade him, it’s impossible to persuade him like this. Since they want to blow the cold wind, let them blow it and go into the house to warm him up.

Canghai and Ping'an went back to cook. After almost half an hour, Canghai had prepared all the meals. Qi Yue and others were still watching foolishly, asking these people to come back to have dinner and then came back to eat the meal.

After dinner, the group of people went to see it again, and Ping An followed him this time. Only Cang Hai was left in the dormitory, lying beautifully on the bed, wrapped in a quilt and slept for a short sleep.

When Cang Hai opened his eyes, he found that the people were still staying outside, but it became much more lively at this time. The tomb passage had been found there and the machine was starting to clear the tomb passage.

It took two days to clear the tomb passage. The base was relatively small and far from the size of the tomb, so the tomb passage was not long, only ten meters long, but the slope was very large, and it reached a depth of about five meters underground, almost equivalent to a forty-five degrees.

With the experience of the tomb, the tomb chamber was soon opened. As soon as Canghai entered, he was shocked by the scene inside. It was covered with bones, a thick layer, almost twenty centimeters, and it looked very scary.

Cang Hai just took a look at the door. It was impossible to enter, because except for a limited number of people such as Zhang Gong, even the archaeological team could not enter.

After opening his head at the door for a while, Cang Hai found that Mr. Li came out of the inside, so he asked: "Mr. Li, what's inside?"

"This is the tomb buried with sacred people inside. There are a few prisoners of war in the middle, and all of them were cut off their heads and placed. Many of them outside are women. Their status may be higher. There are servants outside. Your ancestors are doing evil!"

"You can also get me involved!" Cang Hai said speechlessly.

"What else? Are there any gold and silver ware?" Cang Hai asked again.

Mr. Li shook his head: "Even if there is one, it was stolen. This tomb has been stolen, and it has not been stolen recently. It has been hundreds or thousands of years. Now there are only bones and the murals next to it."

"Mural? Isn't that awesome?" Cang Hai said.

The most valuable one in the tomb is the mural on the coffin chamber, and now the mural has been found again, which is quite good.

"Incomplete, many of them have been destroyed. They are depicting war scenes, which may be the most proud wars in the life of the tomb owner. But it is hard to say now. I think it is roughly what it means," said Li Gong.

After saying that, Mr. Li pushed Cang Hai: "Now you all go out! You go out too, and now everyone is not allowed to enter here."

When Canghai heard this, he immediately stopped looking at the mural and walked out of the tomb with everyone honestly.

In the remaining two days, Cang Hai, Qi Yue and others wanted to go in and take a look, but they could only see the photos taken by Mr. Zhang and others.

It’s not a photo, Canghai can also feel the barbarity and cruelty of that era. More than four hundred people died in a tomb. And after Zhang Gong and others analyzed, these people may be slaves to the tomb owner. Once the master died, they were locked up in the tomb and accompanied their master to the underworld.

Cang Haitou once became suspicious of the popular time travel. It would be fine if he was dressed as an aristocrat, but if he was unlucky, he would be done if he traveled as a slave.

This is so scary. Even if you only look at the photos, Canghai can imagine the despair of these people being stuffed into the tombs like animals. In ancient times, not everyone lived a good life.
Chapter completed!