The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 575: Rummaging through a garbage dump? It's a blessing to be able to rummage through a garbage dump during archaeology!
what?

Bring a house?

Several professors looked at Shen Le as if he were a monster. They turned their eyes around, scanning in front of him, behind him, to his left and right, and then stretched their heads out to look around:
Who brings a house with them when they go out?

Inflatable?
Even an inflatable one can’t fit so many people?

"I guess he brought a camping tent like the one in Harry Potter, with a space-extending spell."

"Not necessarily. It could be one of those little houses made by immortals in the Shushan Swordsman Legend... It looks small, but if thrown out it would be as big as a few floors..."

Seven or eight steps behind him, two students huddled behind the crowd, whispering to each other. Professor Yu turned around and glared at them fiercely:
At such a short distance, what's the difference between you and talking about someone in person?
Dare you be a little polite?

They are practitioners, don’t think that they won’t be able to hear you if you hide behind them!

Several guys from the Special Affairs Bureau looked calm, as if they were used to it. They just stared at Shen Le eagerly.

That’s right, everyone who came out with him to carry out the mission had received information in advance and knew everything about Shen Le’s abilities.

Their physical training is very intense, and they climb various wild mountains and ridges every day, and they have gained experience in climbing. The amount of exercise today is not enough to make them fall down.

However, no one wants to suffer when they can enjoy happiness. No one wants to work hard and climb two more mountains when they can go to the room and sleep right away!
"Yes, that's right, I brought the house." Shen Le smiled and raised his left hand. On his wrist, a dice-sized ornament was dangling.

Before anyone could see clearly, the dice suddenly bounced up, rolled down, and unfolded on a small flat ground of a few square meters in the middle of the ridge that could barely be called flat:

"Ah! What is that!!!"

The groundhog demon jumped back, all its hair stood up, and it fell to the ground on the spot.

Scared to death!
So scared!

The huge shadow right beside him suddenly expanded several times, dozens of times, or even tens of times its size!

And it also brought with it a terrifying pressure, looming over like a natural enemy! At that moment, it felt like a snow leopard suddenly jumped out from behind a mound...

With a bang, a yellow cloud emerged and he disappeared. Shen Le was slightly startled, and before he could reach out to stop it, he saw a yellow dragon on the ground, whizzing away...

"Uh... that's my house..."

He stretched out his hand to the distance, and was stunned for two breaths before he smiled helplessly. He turned around and walked quickly towards his house:

"Huang Yutong, these are the teachers and classmates of the archaeological team, and these are the members of the Special Affairs Bureau who are protecting them. Come here and help me.

It’s getting late, and climbing a few mountains is too tiring, can we ask them to rest in the house for a while?”

[No problem!] It was unfolded on the spot. In the yard of the two-square-meter house model, a tall flagpole was raised. On top of the flagpole, a small oil lamp flickered, illuminating the entire mountain road:

[Please let them in! However, I don't have enough bedding inside, so they may need to overcome it! ]

"Everyone, please come in." Shen Le turned around and invited him in. Professor Yu was a little confused, but he took the lead and walked closer to take a look:

"Is this... a model of a Fujian dwelling?"

"This is a spirit. She has a name, Huang Yutong. Come, say hello to the professor."

Shen Le said with a grin. At the main entrance of the house, the two doors opened straight, then closed at the same time, opened straight again, and closed again, like waving.

"It likes you and is willing to let you stay here." Shen Le smiled. Professor Yu said "Oh", half squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the house:

"Hello……"

Wait, there's something wrong with shaking hands with the house? It doesn't have hands either!

Just as he was at a loss, a small oil lamp on the flagpole cast a colorful light, like a neon light, turning the wilderness into a dance hall. Professor Yu was about to stand up but immediately squatted down:
"This is……?"

"This is Qingdeng. Tonight, Qingdeng is in charge of the outdoor security work. No demon or monster can withstand being struck by lightning."

Everyone around him nodded. The staff of the Special Affairs Bureau looked at each other. Everyone knew the power of the green lamp:
That was his first battle record, in which he defeated a great demon that had been practicing for 1,500 years. After that, he could just casually kill the snow mountain zombie monster!

When he is hanging out like this in the wild, he is the only one who annoys others, no one else annoys him!

"Then...how do I get in?"

Professor Yu studied it for a while, and finally stood up to ask. Shen Le smiled at him, and attentively stepped in front of him to demonstrate to him:
"It's easy. Just walk in through the gate. It's very low, so just lift your legs and step in. Just be careful not to step on the house."

Professor Yu watched him take a step in and then disappear into the old house, turning into a tiny little man as tall as a finger.

The little man took two steps in the yard, looked up and waved at him, then walked out of the yard again and turned back into his normal size:
"That's it. It's very convenient. Would you like to try it?"

Professor Yu hesitated for a moment. As he hesitated, a figure rushed past him. A student carrying a large bag rushed in directly:
“Let me try!!!”

With a bang, he stepped on the ground, jumped up, put his feet together, and jumped into the yard in a standing long jump, disappearing. After a while, he rushed out again with an excited look on his face:
"It can be lived in! It can really be lived in! There are so many houses! There are still plenty of houses for everyone!!!"

The students started to stir. Professor Yu took a deep breath and stared at Shen Le:
"Item spirit?"

"Yes, weapon spirit!"

"You all heard it, right? This is a spirit! He has a name, Huang Yutong!" Professor Yu turned to the group of teachers and students behind him, his voice sonorous and powerful:

"They are kind enough to let us stay here, so we should respect them! Don't be naughty, don't scribble or scratch! Be careful not to anger the spirit of the artifact, or it will throw you out in the middle of the night!"

"knew……"

The students responded sparsely. They filed into the mansion, then looked up, walked around, and shouted in surprise:

“You can really live in it!”

“It really has become a very big house!”

"We can each have a room! We don't have to endure your snoring anymore!"

"As if I'm willing to put up with your smelly feet..."

A few old professors were relatively reserved. They found a hall nearby, put down their backpacks, and sat down to rest.

The students were extremely excited. They entered the mansion again and again, ran around from room to room, and kept pushing the doors:
"By the way, is there a place to take a shower?"

"Is there a bathroom heater?"

“Can you turn on the air conditioning?”

"Is there a place to cook? I'm so hungry..."

"Yes, yes, yes! All!"

Shen Le apologized to the professor and stood up to answer them:

"The wing room is a suite, the small building at the back is a single room, and there is a kitchen in the guardhouse on the left. The suite has its own shower, and for the single room, there is a bathroom on each floor..."

After Shen Le built and unfolded the model of the ancient house, he renovated the house extensively, partly because of Huang Yutong's own request and partly because he took into account that more people might move in.

In addition to the main hall, the side rooms, the back house, and the two-story building in the third courtyard have all been renovated into suites and single rooms, and are even equipped with running water and a full set of electricity systems.

Naturally, running water is supplied by a second well, and by some strange means is connected to every kitchen and bathroom via pipes;

As for the power system, it uses spirit jade + array to supply power, and the room is sealed to prevent anyone from entering...

As for gas, sorry, there is no gas. Shen Le has not found a sourceless fire that can safely supply gas to the house. Let's just use the induction cooker!
Induction cookers can already satisfy these students. They scramble and quarrel, take out all kinds of instant noodles, self-heating rice, pre-prepared dishes, etc., and work hard:
"Ah, I can finally sleep in a bed tonight!"

"Happiness!"

"I thought we could only set up tents in the wild!" "Setting up tents is nothing, it's not like we haven't done it before...Climbing over three hills, riding 20 kilometers back to the city to sleep, and then climbing three hills again to work here tomorrow morning, that's an unbearable burden..."

"The only thing I want to complain about is this quilt..."

"Yeah, it's military green, a standard quilt. I don't dare sleep on it. I always feel like I need to fold it into a tofu block and then find a blanket to curl up on the side..."

A group of students were lying in their respective single rooms with their arms and legs spread out. Messages were scrolling up in the WeChat group, and in the blink of an eye there were seven, eight, or even ten messages.

Shen Le fell into his own private suite, watching the light from the small oil lamp transmitted through the wires and projected on the screen by Lan Zhuang, laughing:
This is really not Huang Yutong's fault. Huang Yutong's aesthetic taste is not that bad. At that time, according to her and Luoqun's requirements, she purchased a batch of high-quality bedding:

Silk quilt, wool quilt, down quilt, four-piece set made of XJ long-staple cotton. But when they went out to sea for a mission, the old house housed a group of soldiers and military doctors, and they were embarrassed to use the spare parts in the house:

All the bedding was packed and put into the cabinet. The beds were all covered with military bedding, which was brought from the military hospital and sterilized countless times with high temperature...

The main theme is "Don't look at how much blood and stains there are on it, just tell me whether it is sterile or not!"

Alas, I feel sorry for the two people watching the car. Should they drive back to the city and sleep, or leave the car here and climb over the mountains to sleep together?

As I was thinking, there were a few "dong dong" sounds outside, as if they were right beside my ears. Huang Yutong's voice came out quietly:

"Boss, that old Huang is knocking on the door outside..."

"Ah..." Shen Le propped himself up from the bed in pain. He was so tired. He had been driving for a whole day and climbing the mountain for two hours. He was really tired.

And I've already showered and changed into pajamas, so I really don't want to move...

"Someone...someone go and receive him, and let him find a place to sleep..."

Lanzhuang has projected the image of Old Huang, with his eyebrows downcast and eyes tangled in the doorway. He looked up, rubbed his toes on the ground twice, looked again, and rubbed his toes twice more;

It looked like he had finally realized that this was a house, not a monster's lair, and that it was not appropriate to just come in...

【I go! 】

A silk dress floated out, spun lightly in the air, and landed on the floor. Just as she was about to take a step, the pen holder shook, and a heroic, proud, armored terracotta warrior jumped out:
【I go! 】

As he spoke, he rushed out with heavy steps. He opened the door, got ready, and stood in front of it:
【Do you want to come in? 】

The courage that Lao Huang had just mustered up withered in an instant. He shrank down and turned into a groundhog less than half a meter tall, covering his face with his paws:
"what--"

Don't hit me!

Don't beat me with that golden whip of yours!

I am a good citizen! Even though I am a monster, I have never done anything bad. I even pay my taxes normally!
Shen Le fell on the bed laughing again.

It must be admitted that in the wild, taking a shower, eating a hot meal, and then having a good sleep in bed can instantly restore a person to full health.

The next morning, the students were all in high spirits. When they worked under the guidance of their instructor, their hands and feet became more agile:

"found it!"

"There are signs of human habitation here!"

“There are some remaining wooden beams here!”

"There's an ash pile here!"

After Shen Le collected all the nail pieces, he ran around the construction site from east to west, and from west to east.

When I heard there was a pile of ash, I rushed over quickly:
"Where? Ah, here! I see it! There's so much dust!"

The students had already marked out the scope of the exploration area, pulled up the ropes, and even dug up the surface of the ash pile. Shen Le squatted beside him, with his hands in his pockets, trying not to reach out and touch it:
"What is this ash from? Grass? Trees? Or something else? Why is it an ash pile and not an ash pit?"

"Because this is in the wilderness." Professor Zhao hurried over after hearing about the ash pile. While putting on a mask and gloves, he answered casually:
"You are in the wilderness, surrounded by vast expanses of wasteland, and you won't find a fixed place to dump your garbage. You will most likely stand on a ridge and dump it down -

The climate in this place is particularly dry, and the ash piles are placed in a location sheltered from the wind and facing the sun, which is why these relics have been preserved to this day. We have also found such ash piles in other places..."

As he spoke, he squatted down, holding a small shovel in one hand and a small brush in the other, and began to work. In Shen Le's eyes, the piles of soil that looked similar were easily separated by him:

"This should be natural wind-blown sand... It has not been affected by humans, it has been naturally weathered and deposited...

Below that is the ashes from the burning. Come and have a look. What is this?"

Shen Le couldn't see anything at all. He used his mental power to try to feel it, but he could only feel that there was some residual fire in it, which should be the result of burning.

Fortunately, the professor was not questioning him. Two hands reached out from the side, each grabbed a handful of dust, twisted it between their fingertips, then held it up to smell it and took a closer look with a magnifying glass.

Judging from the look of it, if it weren't for the mask, he might have put it directly into his mouth to taste it...

"Most of it should be wormwood ash." A girl answered quickly. While answering, she rubbed her fingers gently:
“The ash is fine, black, and astringent to the touch. The remaining part is quite fine and flaky, similar to the ash from burning local wormwood and reeds.

Most likely it was reeds by the Yulong River, tied together for burning. It could be a beacon to warn people, or it could be a peace fire..."

"Some of it is livestock excrement." Another boy grabbed a handful of dirt, kneaded it carefully, and said thoughtfully:

"The ash is relatively coarse and condensed into lumps, and there are still some unburned parts inside..."

Shen Le leaned back slightly. If it's not completely burned, it's feces!
You rub it so carefully in your hands!

Professor Zhao raised his head slightly, glanced at him, and his eyes curved slightly. He did not say anything, but led by example, and continued to search in the ash heap with the students:
Inside the ash heap, there were all kinds of household garbage, light on top and heavy on the bottom, stacked layer by layer. Gradually, Shen Le also fell silent:
Just looking at the size of the ash pile, you can tell that it took more than a day or two, or even a year or two to pile it up. And the daily necessities found in the ash pile were very poor in both quantity and quality:

a bast shoe that was almost worn out;

The pen holder was only half the length of a palm, and the brush under the pen holder was almost worn out;
A small pile of bone fragments, some of which might be animal bones, some of which looked like they came from birds, and some of which were obviously fish bones. Professor Zhao sorted them into different categories, carefully sealed them, and numbered them.

Every bone fragment was smashed open and broken, and the marrow inside disappeared completely. It seems that the local soldiers' use of these foods has really reached the point of physically sucking the marrow out of the bones;
A piece of rag, with some words still on it, but it was no longer clear...

An arc-shaped fragment, not made of wood, bamboo or bone, was sealed up with great care by Professor Zhao, who caressed it with great joy:

"Take it back and examine it. This fragment looks like a gourd to me. In the past, archaeologists have found syringic acid in gourd fragments, which means that the soldiers at that time used gourds to drink wine!"

Ah, that's great. Although there is no luminous cup, it is still a good thing to be able to drink wine from a gourd. Just thinking about it makes me happy!

Shen Le smiled, thinking about the life of the soldiers guarding the border in the past, and couldn't help but yearn for it.

Traveling thousands of miles from the capital to this frontier, guarding the border for the country, during the long years, it was not only hard work, but also exciting and slightly sweet moments...

Here, we were searching through the garbage dumps, looking for traces of life, and in other places, we also found different clues. With each call, various discoveries kept coming in:

"The remains of a stove were found here!"

"There's a clay jar here! There are small grains in it! - It could be military rations!"

"Here's a box! - Well, it's broken, but you can see there's paper inside! There's writing on it!"

"What word?"

"I can't see clearly..."

It is normal that you cannot see clearly. Archaeology is only the first step. The things unearthed by archaeology need to be numbered, sorted, brought back to the city, and restored bit by bit by specialized cultural relic restorers.

What needs to be identified should be identified, what needs to be experimented on should be done, what needs to be restored should be restored, and only then can we restore the life of human beings at that time.

This is the role of archaeology, touching the traces of the past and connecting us with our predecessors in history...

Of course, Shen Le didn't need to do this, or rather, didn't need to do it completely this way. He looked for a while, returned to the mansion, and spread out the metal sheets in the specially modified studio, splicing them one by one:
"So what were you like in the past? What was it like for your master to live and fight here? How can I repair it so that you can show me?"

(End of this chapter)