Chapter 377

Foreman Yang shook his head with a surprised expression: "I don't believe it! How can pigs be burned? This is too ridiculous!"

Although the cameraman also wanted to say so, he trusted Fang Yang unconditionally, and he knew in his heart that there would definitely be an answer in a while.

Fang Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You still don't believe it! Pigs can really be burned!"

"At that time, the official was furious and ordered people to dig a tunnel directly to the bottom of the city from underground, and then ordered people to get 40 big fat pigs, kill them, pile them under the city wall, and then light them with torches."

"The fire burned the load-bearing wood of the tunnel, the city wall collapsed, and the rebel army was wiped out without much effort."

"You must be very curious why pigs can burn, it's because of something on the pig, lard!"

"Have you heard of nitroglycerin?"

Both shook their heads, indicating they didn't know.

"First of all, we all know that gunpowder was invented by our ancestors in China, and the ingredients are charcoal, saltpeter, and sulfur. It is the earliest explosive ingredient."

"But later, Nobel obtained a yellow transparent liquid through research, called nitroglycerin. Its earliest role was the main ingredient of explosives. Mixing it with wood flour, saltpeter, and calcium carbonate can make explosives."

"And the most important glycerin in nitroglycerin is extracted from lard. After lard is heated and added with caustic soda, soap and glycerin are separated. Then heating the lard and removing the fatty acids in it yields glycerin."

"I explain it this way, you should be able to understand why pigs can be used to burn, and once lard starts to burn, the flame is much larger than ordinary flames."

"Like those scientists who do experiments, if they want to burn lard, someone must guard it, otherwise it is easy to cause a fire."

Foreman Yang's mouth opened wide after hearing the explanation, as if he had heard something incredible.

He had never heard of such knowledge.

If according to what Fang Yang said, if these 40 pigs were ignited, how big would the fire be?

By then, let alone the load-bearing wood being burned, even the hole above would have to collapse.

Looking at those bones again, I found that they all had some relatively deep colors. At first, I thought it was mud, but now I finally understand that this was burned by fire.

This kind of thing, if he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't believe it no matter who told him.

Too exaggerated!

Even the cameraman who followed Fang Yang for so long felt it was too strange, hearing for the first time that pigs were used to burn fire in war, it was simply a wonder of the century.

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——【This is too outrageous! Although I believe pigs can be ignited, 40 pigs were not a small wealth at that time, how could he be willing to burn them all in one fire? The most important thing is this brain circuit, which simply subverted my three views. Wouldn't it work to burn firewood?】

——【I think it's even stranger that Fang Yang can think of this. I estimate that even if the top experts in the country were pulled over, they wouldn't necessarily find the answer so quickly, right? Why is it that every time he happens to have heard of something related to this, relevant departments, check it, maybe you can check the future of humanity on him.】

——【I have always been curious about a problem. In the past, the city was only that big during the war, why did they have to attack a city so hard, why not just bypass it? For example, this digging a tunnel to burn the city wall, why not dig directly into the city and enter the interior?】

——【Your idea is too naive. First of all, bypassing it, you attack him, he can turtle, but once you bypass him, he will play guerrilla warfare with you. You have enemies in front and behind, how can this war be fought? As for digging directly into the interior, this is even more of a joke. People are waiting for the rabbit, squatting at the hole, and one dies if one comes.】

After the scene was quiet for a while, Foreman Yang looked at the pig bones before him and said with emotion: "I always heard people say how magical Fang Yang is, it's really better to see than to hear. I really learned something today. If someone else told me this, I would definitely think he was making up a story."

"But whether it's from the color of the bones or the depth here, the allusion you said is very gentle. So what should be done with these bones now? Do they count as cultural relics?"

This question stumped Fang Yang.

In his impression, those with historical significance count as cultural relics.

According to the allusion he just said, these bones do record a period of history.

But if you want to transport this thing back to the museum as an exhibit, I estimate that the people who come to see the exhibition can scold their mothers directly.

So he also felt he didn't know what to do with this problem, and in the end, he decided to leave it to the police and let the police handle it.

And it happened that after a period of time since calling the police, bursts of siren sounds came from outside the hole.

Not long after, a few police officers arrived at the scene.

When they saw the pile of white bones, the first thing they thought of was that a major murder case had occurred.

In the police world, Fang Yang's name is like thunder to them.

Wherever he appears, it's either a murder case or a disaster.

So when they learned that Fang Yang was working here, their hearts were a bit hairy.

Especially seeing these white bones, they immediately supplemented a plot in their minds.

The leading police officer's surname is Chen, and he is also a small captain.

After taking a deep breath, he said seriously: "Fang Yang! This is our first meeting and you give me such a big gift. When did so many people go missing in our Yanjiang City?"

"Ah? Uh.." Fang Yang was dumbfounded.

Foreman Yang next to him hurriedly explained: "This is not a person, these are pigs!"

"Pig?"

Captain Chen and the accompanying police officers were stunned.

The originally tense atmosphere seemed extremely awkward at this time.

Fang Yang nodded with a smile: "These are indeed pig bones, and they have been dead for thousands of years. It's not a murder case, but it might be a cultural relic, that's true!"

"Ah this... cultural relic? Pig bones?" Captain Chen was completely confused, and his brain couldn't turn the corner.

Foreman Yang hurriedly asked: "It's not a thing to put these pig bones on the construction site. I'm just afraid that throwing them away will be considered damaging cultural relics. How should they be handled?" He said the words Fang Yang analyzed just now, not much difference!

Five minutes later, Captain Chen covered his head helplessly. Although it was not what he imagined, he had to deal with this pair of pig bones as soon as he arrived, which was enough to give him a headache.

"It's really hard to handle. I'll make a phone call to ask the Cultural Relics Bureau if they want to come and take them away. If they don't come, I'll find someone to drag them away and throw them away!"

"Okay!"

Soon, the staff who answered the phone at the Cultural Relics Bureau rushed into the director's office.

"Director, good news, super good news!"

The director was looking at documents, raised his head, and looked over with a puzzled face: "What good news? Did you find any ancient tomb?"

"No! Forty pigs that died in the Southern Song Dynasty were found in the suburbs!"

"What? Southern Song Dynasty? Pig? Are you kidding me? Does this count as good news?"

"I haven't finished yet. This pig has historical research value, and there is a story behind it, but these are not the most important. The most important thing is the person who dug it!"

The director pondered for a while and asked: "According to what you said, it does count as a cultural relic. You can bring it back to study historical documents. But what do you mean by the person who dug it? Could it be that the mayor dug it out? We are not the neighboring city, they have Fang Yang!"

"Yes, yes! That's right, it was dug out by Fang Yang!"

The director was stunned when he heard this, and his face was shocked: "What do you mean? Fang Yang? Isn't he in Xihai City?"

"He came to our place this morning, and he hasn't been here for long, and he dug out a pig from 1000 years ago. Now the police station is calling to ask if we want to take these pig bones back for research."

Slap~~

The director slapped the table!

Said excitedly: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Let alone this is a pig from a thousand years ago, even if it was from the day before yesterday, we have to go!"

"Fang Yang came to our place, no matter what, I have to go and see it personally. He is a fragrant bun in the archaeological world. I used to envy Xihai City for digging out various national treasures, and finally it's our turn. Go, must go! Notify the driver immediately, go now!"

The subordinate nodded blankly, completely not expecting the director's reaction to be so big.

Although he was also very happy that Fang Yang could come, he still underestimated Fang Yang's importance.

Just about to go out to handle things, he suddenly heard the director's voice.

"Wait! It's lunch time now, Fang Yang is still digging there, it looks like he hasn't eaten yet, you go to the restaurant next door and stir-fry a few good dishes and bring a few meals, I'll take them with me!"

"Understood!"

On Fang Yang's side, Captain Chen was also stunned after learning the specific situation.

He didn't expect that a pig bone would make the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau call him back personally.

Even wanting to come over personally!

Looking at his posture, he wished he could sit on a rocket and fly over immediately.

Although he knew Fang Yang was very famous, he was just an ordinary person no matter how famous he was. His understanding of Fang Yang only existed in hearsay, a bit similar to a star.

But now, Fang Yang's status in his heart has been raised to a higher level.

"The Cultural Relics Bureau will be here in a while. By the way, the director asked me to bring a word to Fang Yang, they stir-fried a few dishes and brought them over, fearing you haven't had lunch!"

Foreman Yang was a bit unbelievable when he heard this.

A pile of pig bones made the director come over personally?

The most important thing is that he also thoughtfully sent food and dishes.

This treatment made him, the foreman, feel that his existence here was redundant.

But just at this moment, his phone also rang, and after opening it, it was the boss's call.

"Hey boss!"

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"Cough cough~~ Is Fang Yang still on your side?"