Shuanzhu breathed a sigh of relief. He liked Brother Gao and Brother Cui very much, and he especially didn't want them to know how stupid he was. That would be too embarrassing. He must study hard in the future.
During the past few days that Gao Yuan and his friends have been here, the little grandfather has not been idle. He has been going around the village exchanging various dry goods and local specialties with people. However, he didn't get much in exchange. It was not the season yet, and no one had much left.
However, I also exchanged a piece of wild ginseng from Grandpa Luo. It was not very old, but it was also a good thing for nourishing the body. I asked Chen Ye to pack it up.
Watching the car leave, Grandpa Chen felt a little sad, not knowing if there would be another chance to meet him again.
Chen Ye supported the little grandfather and said, "Don't think too much. Life is better now. When your legs feel a little lighter, you can take the train to visit Grandpa Gao. I'll be looking after you at home."
Chen Shengli smiled and said, "We'll talk about it later. They are not as good as we imagined."
"I heard that you made cement by yourself?" This girl is so talented that she can even make cement by herself.
"Well, I was thinking of getting some cement to fix up the cellar, but it's so hard to get. I begged and pleaded, and all I could get was a bag. What's the point of that?"
"I remembered reading about how to do it in a book, so I tried to figure it out myself. Luckily, I actually did it. It doesn't look like anyone else can make it as well as a legitimate factory, but it works."
In fact, the production process was extracted from her memory. In her previous life, she loved watching various short videos about survival in the wild, such as crude kiln firing, making bricks and cement, and she remembered the steps.
Fortunately, her brain is still good enough and she can remember everything. After trying it, she unexpectedly succeeded. It doesn’t matter whether the thing looks good or not, what matters is that it can be used well.
"From what you said, you're not only going to make cement and pots, but you're also planning to make something else?"
"Hey, I want to try making some bricks. Bricks are much more practical than adobe."
"That's true, but you should also take care of your health. You can't overwork yourself when you are growing up." This child is too capable. I have never seen a child who is busy every day.
"Don't worry, I definitely cherish my body more than anyone else."
The climate in Northeast China is dry. After the cellar was cleaned out, it became very dry after a while. Chen Ye also reinforced the walls of the cellar with cement.
Chen Ye was now wondering whether she should chisel open the stone wall. She took a small hammer and knocked on the stone wall. She always felt that the back should be hollow. She knocked all over the exposed stone wall and selected the place where she felt the stone wall was the thinnest.
She first came out of the cellar and took a look at her own door. It was locked properly. The sky was beginning to darken. At this time, the villagers would not visit unless it was something important.
Only then did she feel at ease and went to the cellar. She didn't know how much lamp oil she had wasted recently for this cellar. The small flashlight she made was not bright enough, so it seemed that she had to make a big one.
Chen Ye was also afraid that if he used too much force when chiseling the stone wall, he would accidentally collapse the cellar he had dug with great difficulty. He first drew a semicircle and then chiseled along the edge of the semicircle bit by bit.
Chen Ye used all his free time after work for two days to chisel out the entire semicircle he had drawn. Then the entire semicircular stone fell off, and Chen Ye put the stone on the ground.
She took the flashlight she had borrowed from her grandfather's house and shone it on the other side of the stone wall. As expected, she was right. The other side of the stone wall was hollow. She couldn't tell whether it was formed naturally or artificially.
She first took the hatchet from home in her hand, put the knife at her waist, held the flashlight in her other hand, and carefully crawled to the other side of the stone wall.
This looks like a storage room. There are several wooden boxes on the ground. They look much more upscale than the boxes used by the villagers. The space is neither too big nor too small, about 40 to 50 square meters.
There are obvious traces of artificial excavation on the stone wall, but there is no sunlight here all year round, so it is a bit cold and there is no moisture.
There were only a few wooden boxes in the empty space. Chen Ye walked over and used the hatchet in his hand to pry open the lid of the box. Inside were some clothes and other things. Perhaps because of the years, the clothes had oxidized and turned into a pile of rags.
You can't tell the style and fabric of the clothes at all, let alone guess what era the people who owned these clothes were from. You can't tell whether the owner of the clothes is a man or a woman based on the style of the clothes.
The second box contained some ancient books, but they were well preserved. The paper wrappings were a little damp, but the words on them were still clearly visible. They were all traditional Chinese characters without punctuation marks.
The paper is also quite sturdy, so these books should still be readable after being properly aired.
The third box also contained clothes, probably cloth. When the box was opened, there was also a pile of cloth scraps, and even the colors on them could hardly be seen clearly.
The last box contained some porcelain items, which should be cups, plates, teacups and teapots commonly used in daily life. These items can last much longer than cloth and are all well preserved.
Chen Ye began to search along the wall. Since there was something in here, there must be a door or something like that. Otherwise, how did it get in?
It took a long time to find a place with an obvious gap. Chen Ye pushed it but it didn't move at all. She squatted down and looked carefully, and saw a hand-clasp-like groove from the bottom.
She reached out and pulled inward, and sure enough, the gap was obviously concave inward, and it stopped moving when she pulled it again. She tried it to the left and right.
Sure enough, the secret door was a sliding door. It opened to one side, revealing the stairs outside. She walked up the stairs, but after about four or five meters, there was no further way to go, as if it was a dead end.
Chen Ye continued to study the stone wall, and after a long time he found a secret door similar to the one on the lower level.
After opening the secret door, there is a stone chamber of about the same size as the one below. Although it is also dark here, it is obvious that the air is circulating here, and you can clearly feel the wind blowing in from outside.
This stone chamber was similar to a bedroom, with a wooden bed inside, covered with bedding. She gently touched the bedding on the bed with the back of a knife, and the bedding broke into pieces, showing that it had been weathered.
On the stone wall facing the house, there are obvious traces of cloth covering it. If you look closely, you can see small holes carved out of the stone wall, which may be used for ventilation, similar to the function of a window.
Next to the wooden bed was a wooden table, on which were placed pens, ink, paper, and inkstone, covered with a thick layer of dust, indicating that no one had visited this place for a long time.
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