When Tang Ping was looking at him curiously, Ermao said with some dissatisfaction: "Don't those people want to take out the treasures in the field? Someone in the village has dug them before, but they were captured by the government. These people are not afraid, and there are soldiers who are helping them stand guard!"

"There are also people robbing tombs in your village?" Tang Ping raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this. The group of tomb robbers who were planning to attack the underground emperor's tomb, the leader Yu Boss is in this village!

Ermao said angrily: "That's not called tomb robbers. Why are the things dug out when digging the soil in his home? The government was unreasonable and sent people to take them away..."

"Haha, Ermao, even though that's it, the state has regulations that the unearthed cultural relics belong to the country. By the way, although this place is for you, it does not belong to you, let alone things underground. It's like you picked up money on the road. It's okay if you have less money, but if you have too much, you can't belong to you. It's fine if you have no idea. Once someone knows, you must go back and return it to the owner," Yan Kong shook his head and smiled.

"But there is no master in the underground thing," Ermao said indignantly: "And they can dig it openly. Who knows if they dug it out and hide it?"

Tang Ping laughed silently: "Hide? So many people are here! Small things are also possible, where can we hide real large cultural relics? If they are discovered, it is equivalent to stealing cultural relics and being subject to legal sanctions. Therefore, it is better not to reach out for something that does not belong to you. If you want to take advantage of it, you will suffer losses."

"That's true..." Ermao frowned and nodded slightly, and then whispered: "Brother Zhuang, tell you that someone in the county town had stole the reserve oil from the county grain and oil station, and stole several large oil tanks, all of which were arrested, including a person from the village of Emen, who also had some relatives with the Emen family. Yesterday, the man's wife even went to plead with Brother Changfa."

The reserve oil at the grain and oil station? Tang Ping also heard the third brother Liu Changfa talk about this in the morning. This is why the third brother was busy these two days. A group of tomb robbers who were not doing their jobs to dig holes and steal reserve oil. It is also amazing! Talent!

While talking, the two of them had already walked down the ridge and approached the archaeological site, which immediately attracted an armed policeman to shout: "Stop, what are you doing?"

"My sister-in-law is working there. I'm here to send a watermelon. This is my distinguished guest, and I'm not a stealing thing. Why don't you let me go?" Ermao shouted directly at the top of his voice. He was not afraid of these soldiers.

After looking at each other three armed police soldiers who came over, the armed police who stopped Tang Ping and the others nodded slightly and waved their hands to signal Tang Ping and the others to go over. Although they were responsible for safety, they were not easy to have conflicts with the locals.

Moreover, looking at Tang Ping's appearance, he doesn't seem to be here to steal things. What's more, it's not a fool to come here to steal things openly in broad daylight?

When he got closer, Tang Ping realized that the pit was not shallow, but was dug into a step-like shape, layer by layer, looking downward, not deep.

At this moment, some middle-aged women are digging soil with small shovels the size of a palm, while others are actually holding brushes and brushing the soil layer bit by bit. It's really like an archaeologist! Are all the helpers so professional these days? They are worthy of being professional thieves... Ah, professional archaeologists!

"Brother Zhuang, you said, they took away the things they dug openly, why?" Ermao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but say.

Tang Ping laughed casually and said, "They are official thieves, and they are called private thieves, and they are of different natures."

"How do you speak? We were commissioned by the State Administration of Cultural Heritage to conduct rescue excavation, so why did we become an official thief? You make it clear, otherwise you and I will never end up..." As soon as Tang Ping finished speaking, a crisp Beijing movie suddenly rang out. Without guessing, it must be Professor Meng's granddaughter.

Turning his head to look at a girl wearing a straw hat in the pit below, shaking her head and smiling, but she didn't want to explain anything more. Tang Ping was too lazy to talk to her about a little girl.

"This sister, brother Zhuang didn't say anything!" Ermao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but speak for Tang Ping.

"Who is the eldest sister? Bah, bah, I am an invincible young girl," the girl's words almost made Tang Ping laugh. She is really a top-notch big... Miss!

As he said that, the girl had already climbed up from the bottom of the pit and took off the straw hat on her head. She was really a youthful and invincible beautiful girl!

"Sister, what does I mean?" Ermao asked curiously, which immediately made the girl even more upset: "I said no to call me anymore. Um, what does it mean? What does it mean."

As he said that, he was so angry that he stamped his feet. Some of the girl who had no choice but to turn her anger to Tang Ping: "You said just now that we are official thieves, and haven't settled the score with you yet?"

"Calling the accounts? What's the accounts? You are not official thieves, can't you still be private thieves?" Tang Ping asked with a smile.

After hearing this, the girl who stopped glaring at Tang Ping fiercely, she shouted: "Brother Wrong, Brother Yingning, someone is here to smash the situation!"

A smashing place? Tang Ping was speechless. Even if he was here to smash the place, what kind of archaeological site is this cemetery? Moreover, he was wrong brother, and I was right brother. What are these names? Are they here to archaeological or funny?

"Don't call me wrong, my name is Fancuo!" With the sound of speaking, a big boy walked up from below, and Tang Ping became even more speechless. Fancuo? Why would he call me wrong? How many mistakes did he make to give his son such a top-notch name?

But the girl immediately threw Tang Ping behind her head and joked with the boy with a smile: "Hehe, Fan Cuo's full name is a mistake, so it is not wrong to call you a wrong brother."

"Swing, you are bullying again! When your grandfather finds out, he will definitely be scolded," another young man who looks about twenty-two or three years old and looks like a student also came over, but he speaks quite sophisticatedly. After hearing the girl telling Tang Ping that they are official thieves, he couldn't help but frown at Tang Ping and said, "This gentleman knows the word official thieves, and I guess he has a good understanding of archaeology, right? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to speak like this?"

"Just think I've made a mistake," Tang Ping, who smiled without comment, saw the girl looking at the watermelon in Ermao's arms with some jealousy, and couldn't help but say, "I just think this watermelon is used to apologize, how about it?"

"This..." Yingning, a young man who was frowning because of Tang Ping's indifferent look, suddenly became hesitant and embarrassed when he heard what Tang Ping said later. He heard the girl cheering and agreed, and couldn't help but say: "Swing, don't do this. The teacher will criticize us when he knows."

As he said that, Yingning turned to Tang Ping and said, "It's okay, you guys go! It's true that idle people are not allowed to enter here."

"Why are you just idle people waiting for? The land you dug is from Uncle E, you are just idle people waiting for you!" Ermao was a little angry.
Chapter completed!