59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 420: The No. 1 Tomb in the World

"Hen, hen, give birth to chicks quickly!" Chen Li looked at the chicken coop anxiously.

“Sister, even if you give birth to chicks, it will take several months to raise them.” Chen Hao, a professional dishwasher of the Chen family, interrupted.

"Nonsense, the chicks will grow up soon and lay a lot of eggs!" Chen Li said unhappily.

Chen Hao wanted to discourage his sister's enthusiasm, but Zhou Qing glared at him.

"Hurry up and wash the dishes. After that, boil some water to wash your feet."

Chen Feng carried his sister to the study, where Zhang Haixing was reading a book.

It’s still that hypnosis bible - "Records of the Grand Historian".

"Why are you looking at this?" Chen Feng asked curiously, "The information about your family should be more detailed than this edited information."

The Zhang family, a mysterious family, has been collecting various secret information for thousands of years. The number of books in the Zhang family's ancient building is enough to form dozens of super libraries.

When Sima Qian wrote Records of the Grand Historian, he had no choice but to delete certain secrets.

The sentence "Ji hid her pregnancy" is very meaningful, making later generations think that Qin Shihuang was the son of Lu Buwei. However, King Zhuangxiang of Qin, Ying Yiren, was not a fool at all, but very wise.

"I'm wondering what the tomb of Qin Shihuang is like?" Zhang Haixing put down the book, feeling somewhat unwilling.

"When I was a kid, I remember reading the Records of the Grand Historian for the first time and seeing the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, I really wanted to dig inside and take a look."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "I understand. After all, the book is so fantastical. Any normal person would want to go and take a look to see if the place where the First Emperor lived is really an underground heavenly palace."

73 people took 39 years to build, and this tomb can be called the number one tomb in China!

Of course, the First Emperor was also a sinner!

So much manpower and material resources were consumed, and in that era, how many families would be ruined.

Many people want to know what is going on here.

But what is surprising is that no tomb robber has ever succeeded in countless years.

"Don't you Zhang family know the inside situation?"

Zhang Haixing looked a little strange, and whispered: "The family said that it is strictly forbidden for Zhang family members to enter the tomb of the First Emperor. Those who violate the rules will be killed!"

Chen Feng whispered, "Could it be that your Zhang family also participated in the construction of the tomb?"

It's possible!

When it comes to digging holes in the ground, no one’s skills are better than the Zhang family!

Zhang Haixing thought the same thing and said with a smile, "How about we go and try it together?"

Chen Feng quickly shook his head: "No, I'm alive and well, why should I risk my life!"

"Historical records say that a huge amount of mercury was placed inside. You know how powerful that thing is. Even if there are protective tools such as oxygen masks, there are still countless traps inside."

"If an arrow pierces your clothes and the mercury gets on your skin, that would be a big problem."

Mercury is a very dangerous thing. If it comes into contact with the skin for a short period of time, symptoms such as erythema and papules will appear, which need to be washed with soapy water. Long-term contact will lead to mercury poisoning.

Zhang Haixing was immediately filled with contempt.

"You are so afraid of death!"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

Zhang Haixing was speechless.

Chen Li listened for a long time but didn't understand what they were saying, so she asked, "Da Guo, why are you digging a grave? Aren't you afraid there might be ghosts in it?"

"Don't dig. I'm just kidding. You can't dig graves. Evil spirits will come to your door." Chen Feng threatened.

Chen Li nodded seriously.

Put your sister down and let her draw by herself.

Chen Feng sat next to Zhang Haixing and chatted with her.

"You've traveled a lot for many years, do you know where to eat good food in this city?"

Zhang Haixing shook his head and said, "There were some in the past, but with the chaos of the past twenty years, there is no authentic food. The few imperial chef restaurants back then have either lost their inheritance or are now in decline and unable to maintain operations."

“Even those restaurants that claim to have inherited the royal chef’s legacy have actually changed hands, and the taste is far inferior to what it used to be.”

Chen Feng had also eaten the dishes that Sha Zhu had carefully prepared and thought they were pretty good.

Now hearing her say this, could it be that I am still too narrow-minded?

"Even pillars are not okay?"

Zhang Haixing smiled and nodded.

"How should I put it? Only about 6 or 7 points. It's actually far from the real Tan family cuisine."

"I guess Zhuzi's grandfather didn't learn the true inheritance."

Chen Feng sighed. There was nothing he could do. This was the cultural custom. It was passed down to sons but not daughters, and passed down to family members but not outsiders.

This is true of many ancient Chinese technologies.

As early as the pre-Qin period, we invented the technologies of "composite parts casting technology" and "chromium salt anti-oxidation layer", but this high-end metallurgical technology that was two thousand years ahead of Europe and the United States was actually discontinued!

There are many similar technologies.

"No wonder you're so picky."

After a while, the sound of sticks hitting clothes was heard in the yard.

Chen Feng and Chen Li came out and saw that it was Guo Chunhua and Zhou Qing, who were washing clothes.

"Mom, I'll help you wash your clothes!"

Chen Li stepped forward very actively and prepared to play in the water.

Zhou Qing said disdainfully: "Go, go play with your toys, don't make trouble for me."

Chen Li felt very aggrieved.

"Mom, I really want to help you."

The old lady came over with a stool and said, "Your belly is big, so don't bother. I'll wash it."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Mom, it's not that precious."

Chen Li failed to realize her wish of playing in the water, so she had to come to Zhang Haixing for help in drawing.

It would be really boring at night without TV and Internet.

Chen Feng also took out paper and pen and began to do some verification painting according to the Chinese painting techniques in his mind.

After the new power plant was put into operation, the frequency of turning off the lights at night has decreased a lot.

There was no power outage this evening.

It was past ten o'clock and Chen Li dozed off. She washed her feet and went to bed.

Chen Feng painted until twelve o'clock before slowly going to bed.

The next day, after breakfast, I escorted the old man to the street office to apply to convert the vacant space in the front yard into a collective fish pond.

The subdistrict office fully supports the plan to dig a fish pond in the compound so that the whole compound can have a collective source of fish.

Even Director Wang wants to promote it.

However, if we want to promote it successfully, we also need to consider the economic benefits of this fish pond.

People all have a calculation in their minds. If the economic income from the fish pond exceeds that from growing vegetables at home, they will definitely be willing to do it.

"Xiao Feng, you read a lot. How many fish can you raise in the fish pond in your yard?"

Chen Feng could only make a guess based on the fishery knowledge he had read in the library.

"If we feed them some rice straw or wheat straw regularly, we can probably catch about 100 of them."

One acre of fish pond can hold 400 to 600 grass carps, along with 200 silver carps and 50 carps.

The front yard is not large, so we dug around the corridor to leave room for a walkway, with a maximum excavation area of ​​about 100 square meters.

100 fish is basically the limit.

"There are only a hundred of them, so forget it." Director Wang gave up.

The maximum profit they make a year is more than 30 yuan, and the profit they share is not as much as if they each grew vegetables. After all, leeks and cabbages can be harvested many times.

When I returned to the yard, I saw all the little kids from the neighboring yards had come and were playing in the ditch.

I don't know who came up with the idea of ​​releasing the boat, but Chen Li and her friends took their folded paper boats and released them one by one.