Chapter 362: Grain Cellar

Just like that, Wang An and Wang Dashu looked for a place in front, and everyone carried guns and tools and chatted, following behind, continuing to walk forward.

This time Wang An didn't just take 9 steps as a unit; even if it was a place that looked similar, Wang An and Wang Dashu had to study it.

After all, blindly looking for it is not as good as pushing forward bit by bit.

Because as long as the direction is not wrong, it will be found sooner or later.

Soon, Wang An stopped again at the 90th step.

It could be seen that the grass in this place, or this large area, was much higher than the grass nearby.

And the terrain of this piece of land was also much higher than the surroundings.

To be honest, Wang An's heart was still a bit excited, because whether it was the growth of the grass or the number of steps, they all matched.

The key is that this piece of land, apart from a few very small tree hairs, didn't even have a tree taller than the waist.

Wang An felt that this piece of land was very likely the place where Brother Nine buried things.

And so, Wang An said with a smile: "Come, come, everyone listen to my command as the leader, start working."

To be honest, just wandering in the mountains like this, damn, is not as good as doing some work, because only when people move will they feel not so cold.

Just then, Wang Dashu found a problem and spoke again:

"Let's use the ice chisel to chisel the snow first, then shovel the snow to one side, and then use the pick to dig, if the pick can't dig, then use the big shovel."

Among this group of people, Wang Dashu is the oldest, followed by Lin Dajiang, so everyone respects Wang Dashu very much.

Then everyone followed Wang Dashu's arrangement, three people in a group, and began to work hard on this piece of land.

Because Mu Hua couldn't do heavy work, he did the light work of cleaning with a square shovel.

It must be said, Wang Dashu's arrangement was simply perfect; no one was idle, and no one was tired.

To talk about it, it's not that no one was idle; it looked like Wang An was quite idle, but no one felt dissatisfied.

However, Wang An took out the binoculars from the sack and began to observe the surroundings.

Because Wang An always felt that the secret of Brother Nine burying things, apart from himself, must be known by other people.

Finally, with everyone's cooperation, a deep pit with a diameter of 40 centimeters and a depth of about 1.5 meters was dug out.

However, nothing was dug out, but everyone exclaimed.

"What's going on? Why is there bran underneath?"

"Yeah, this bran is sorghum hat."

"Sorghum hat still has to be buried, what's the point of this?"

Sorghum hat is the outer shell of sorghum grains, this thing is not the shell of sorghum rice, it is relatively hard, basically useless.

However, the most awesome thing about this thing is that even in relatively humid places, it is relatively difficult to rot, or rather, the speed of rotting is very slow.

Just when everyone was discussing, Wang An was also confused; this was finally a pit, it couldn't be just bran, right?

Just then, Wang Dashu spoke again, only to see Wang Dashu a bit surprised and said:

"We are likely to have dug into a grain cellar."

Lin Dajiang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and immediately after, apart from Wang An and a few younger ones, those slightly older ones all had a look of understanding.

At this time, only heard Wang Dashu explain: "Before the founding of the country, landlords liked to cellar grain..."

After Wang Dashu's explanation, Wang An and a few younger juniors understood what was going on.

Simply put, the purpose of cellaring grain, on one hand, is that the landlord's grain cannot be eaten up, in order to store the grain for a long time.

And on the other hand, it is the way out left by the landlord for himself.

Because no matter when, money may not be omnipotent, but having grain in hand, the heart will definitely have a bottom. It must be said, the minds of these things are really many.

However, Wang An thought a lot, from before the founding of the country to now, it has been more than 30 or even 40 or 50 years.

If you count the years of the War of Resistance, how many years has it been?

This grain has been stored for so long, is there any use?

Therefore, Wang An subconsciously said his doubts in his heart.

After Wang An finished speaking, the happy crowd fell into silence; it is clear that what Wang An said makes sense.

After a while, Wang Dashu said uncertainly:

"Not necessarily, I have seen grain cellars in the early years, the middle part, people eating might be enough, but feeding livestock is also quite good."

However, Wang An had no interest at all in the grain that had been stored for decades, because Wang An felt that the thing was poisonous.

But Wang An didn't want to dampen everyone's excitement.

Thinking about it, Wang An said: "Why don't we put this grain cellar to the end, anyway, this thing can't run."

A group of elders looked at each other, seemingly reluctant to let go of this grain cellar.

To talk about this situation is worth understanding; after all, for Wang Dazhu's generation, the taste of hunger is simply deep into the bone marrow!

Grain is the lifeblood.

But Wang An is the organizer of this mountain trekking, that is, the leader, so the eyes of several elders finally fell on Wang Dazhu.

As Wang An's father, Wang Dazhu was also very conflicted, looked at Wang An, and looked at everyone.

Finally, Wang Dazhu chose to listen to his son.

Only heard Wang Dazhu say: "I feel Xiao An is right, sooner or later it will be our wealth, it's not too late."

Wang Dazhu's words were the final word.

Although a group of elders were still reluctant to part with this grain cellar, they were also full of expectations for the next "pit."

Everyone packed up their tools, continued to follow Wang An and Wang Dashu, and walked forward.

20 minutes later, Wang An and Wang Dashu, grandfather and grandson, stopped again.

It's just that this time it was different from before, because coincidentally, this 900th step happened to be stuck on a few big trees together.

And Wang An and Wang Dashu, grandfather and grandson, only walked 897 steps.

These big trees are not red pines, they are ordinary pine trees, also called sand pines, and they are also the trees with the largest number in these mountains, without one.

Wang An looked at these few pine trees with a distance of less than half a meter from each other, and was full of worry, how to dig this?

Just when Wang An was circling to observe these trees, Wang Dashu suddenly pointed to a pile of grass about 10 meters away from these trees and said:

"Xiao An, look at that pile of grass, could it be that piece of land?"

Wang An looked in the direction Wang Dashu pointed, and the more he looked, the more it looked like it.

And so, Wang An walked toward that pile of grass.

After observation, Wang An was even more happy; although this pile of grass didn't grow high, it was basically the same as the grass nearby.

But this pile of grass was clearly bitten off by some kind of herbivorous animal when it was still green grass, and then brewed out from the center of the grass.

It must be said, Wang Dashu's age is not small, but these eyes are quite good, not old-eyed at all.

After observation, Wang An only said one word: "Dig."

I wish everyone a childlike heart, happy Children's Day!

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