Pan Zi saw that I looked unhappy and asked me to take a break. I was really exhausted, so I sat on the wine barrel to catch my breath. The others packed up their equipment. Shun Zi had never been to such a place before. He picked up a cold firework and looked around curiously. He said, "You really don't know until you come here. There is such a place buried in Changbai Mountain. This time I have learned something."
"There are more things you haven't seen if you go further." Pan Zi said, "I guess these things that the Jin Kingdom looted from the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, as well as the treasures provided by the Southern Song Dynasty, either fell into the hands of Genghis Khan, or must be in this place."
"Don't dream too much." The fat man said, "Most of the tributes from the Southern Song Dynasty were silk and satin. These things are not durable and hard to sell. I think they are almost rotten even if they are available. Let's not always think about the things in the underground palace. It's better to consider the immediate interests." As he said that, he went to study the wine jars. He wanted to move a jar to see what was written on the bottom of the jar.
I said to him, "This jar is too rough. Don't bother with it. If you give it to someone to sell mutton offal and pickled vegetables, no one will want it."
The fat man said, "Who said I was eyeing this jar? Don't think that I, your fat grandpa, only care about funeral objects." He used a dagger to knock open the seal of a jar of wine, and suddenly a strange smell floated out. It was not fragrant, but not stinky either. It was quite addictive after smelling it many times. No one knew what kind of wine it was.
I have read about wine hidden in ancient tombs in many books, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. I became curious and went over to take a look.
The wine is black and very pure. The water inside is basically gone, only half a jar is left. People who know wine know that this is the characteristic of aged wine. This half jar is the essence of the wine. It is really tempting. But no matter what, this thing has been stored for too long. I don't know what its shelf life was back then.
I remember that the oldest wine in China was unearthed from an ancient tomb of the late Shang Dynasty in Henan Province in 1980. It is now in the Palace Museum and has a history of about 3,000 years. I heard that the aroma of the wine immediately knocked out several people after it was opened. I don't know if these people had drunk it at the time, otherwise it would be a reference.
The fat man dipped a little with his knife and wanted to taste it. I held him back and said, "You are risking your life. This is expired food. Be careful of food poisoning."
The fat man said, "You don't understand. Cellared wine won't go bad even if it's stored for thousands of years. I heard that if you eat the wine from the bottom of the thousand-year-old wine, you can live forever. Some of our ancestors went to rob tombs just for the wine. It won't be a problem if you try it. At most you'll have diarrhea."
Before he finished, Pan Zi came over and kicked over the wine tank, spilling the black wine and the wine tank under the jar all over the floor. A strong and strange fragrance immediately hit his nose. The fat man was about to get angry, but Pan Zi said to him, "Don't get angry yet, take a look at what's in the wine tank?"
The fat man and I turned around and saw that in the black, muddy wine trough, there were a lot of dark red flocs, like fragments of a cheap quilt. We often see this kind of thing in water-soaked coffins.
The fat man poked it with the dagger and his face changed. I leaned over to take a look and my scalp suddenly went numb. I felt extremely nauseous and almost vomited.
Those red flocs were the body of a baby that had not yet been completely soaked. The flesh had completely dissolved in the wine, but the skin and bones were still there, forming a ball of broken cotton wool.
Pan Zi looked at us in amazement, squatted down and said, "This wine is called 'Monkey Head Shao'. This is not a human, but a pre-term monkey. It is a wine from Guangxi. It may be a cellar wine tributed by the Southern Song Dynasty when the Jurchen Jin Dynasty was still prosperous." He patted the fat man, picked up the 'cotton wool' with a dagger, and made a gesture of invitation: "I don't know if it can make you immortal, but I heard that it has a good effect on strengthening your yang. Please don't be polite."
The fat man slapped the knife away in disgust, cursed, and asked Pan Zi: "How do you know so much? Have you ever drunk this wine?"
"I have seen this kind of earthenware jar in Nangong, Shanxi. Da Kui and another of our guys took one out. I always thought it was inappropriate, so I didn't touch it, but they didn't care. They drank until the bottom was empty before they found something underneath. Da Kui was hospitalized for two months because of this." Speaking of Da Kui, Pan Zi sighed again: "I have been really good to you. If I wanted to hurt you, I would wait for you to take a lick and then kick over the jar. You will see what will happen."
The fat man's face was twitching. He wanted to lose his temper but had no excuse. He looked very funny.
At this time, the cold fireworks went out one after another, darkness came, we turned on the flashlights again, and the atmosphere around us suddenly became depressing.
After a short rest, the fat man started the journey again. He took back his precious rifle and cocked it. This was actually a habitual action for people with guns to give themselves courage. He looked at the two tomb passages on both sides and asked in a low voice, "Which way are we going?"
We all made up our minds, and then Shunzi pointed to the left, "It's safer this way."
Normally Pan Zi and I would answer this kind of situation, but now Shunzi Yurou came up with a sentence, and Fatty was confused, "Why?"
Shunzi shined a flashlight on the ground at the entrance of the corridor on the left, and we saw that there was another foreign symbol carved in a very secret place on one side of the corridor. "I just happened to see it. I think someone is guiding you." He said to us.