It can be seen that the archaeological team is very satisfied with these people. When talking about salary and benefits, everyone entrusted Huang Shanbao to stand up. Huang Shanbao stood in front of the team and gritted his teeth and shouted out a number.

"Sixty yuan a day, don't do it if you lose a penny!"

The people below were stunned. Qin Dabing grabbed him hard and said in a low voice: "Don't cheat people too much. The farm eats imperial grain and the monthly salary is only 140 yuan. My substitute teacher only costs 70 yuan a month, and only earns two yuan a day to earn zero..."

"That's right, you're not extorting someone, you're extortion..." Wu Wanchun also muttered, "It's even darker than me..."

Huang Shanbao felt a little relieved. He saw that the three people sitting in the village committee did not speak, and he was talking on his head. He also felt that he was talking loudly, so he had to lower his head and whisper and discuss with his companions.

"Why don't you have to forty days?"

"What an international joke! I can't earn so much even if I kidnap it!"

"thirty?"

"high!"

“It’s still high!”

"twenty?"

"It's not too far away!"

"I guess I can agree to this number."

Huang Shanbao breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and was about to reduce the price on the spot. But at this time, the few people had also agreed.

"We accept the price of 60 yuan a day. We just discussed it and felt that the desert was very difficult, so we also wanted to add five yuan to everyone's daily subsidy for outdoor work..."

Everyone present in Yatuer Village was stunned - especially those who had found Wu Wanchun, but hesitated to not sign up.

For example, Zhang Xiangyang's cousin Zhang Xiangchun complained about his cousin for more than a month and muttered almost every day.

"Damn it, Xiao Yangzi is stupid, I insist that there is danger there, so I didn't join the archaeological team! I didn't succeed enough, but I had more than enough failure!"

That year, more than 20 years later, Zhang Xiangchun finally got his wish. He joined Wen Tingxu's archaeological team and then died in the desert due to greed.

The archaeological team also issued a document, the village committee stamped the seal for everyone, and everyone pressed their handprints.

"Give us a lot of money, I will definitely do it for others!" Qin Dabing told everyone.

"Yes, I hope I can work more days, so that my family can build a new house and get married!" Lu Jiefang, who has always been disgusted, said.

Huang Shanbao remembered it very clearly that it was September 7, 1993, and the 21st day of the seventh lunar month.

In the remaining days, the archaeological team prepared supplies in Yatu Village. Because they were next to the farm, it was easy to find food and water. The archaeological team bid high, and many people in the village rushed to sell their things to them.

"Beijing is where the chairman lives, it is the first-class place, so everyone comes with good people!" The villagers counted the money and admired from the bottom of their hearts.

Three days later, the supply was completed. The man named Xun was going back to Yecheng, so he led the team of Wen Mushan and Fei Tang. They drove the camel and set off along the road pointed by Zhang Xiangyang.

Before leaving, the whole village stood at the entrance of the village to say goodbye. Everyone was full of expectations and felt that the archaeological team would definitely return smoothly this time.

"After discovering the site, they will come often in the future, and we will benefit from it."

Only Zhang Xiangyang didn't think so. He was slapped inauspicious words at the entrance of the village and was given two big slaps by his elders.

"Refreshing, not like a man at all - you would have earned that amount of money!"

Huang Shanbao drove the camel, and he turned around and waved to his family who had bid farewell. That was the last time he saw his hometown - the wind was filled with yellow sand, covering dozens of adobe houses and broken shacks in smoke and dust.

He turned around and walked forward.

At that time, he had no lingering in this dilapidated place.

A group of people entered the vast desert and lived in the tent that night.

At that time, the tents were still military tents, made of green coarse cloth, and they were dead. There was a guy named Wang Yuanqing in the team. He was Wang Tuda's cousin and a famous "little old man" in the village. He was lazy all year round and only liked to lie at the entrance of the village to bask in the sun.

Huang Shanbao saw that he was working hard and kicked him up.

"Do it well! Be more skillful!"

Wang Yuanqing snorted and started working hard. Fei Tang saw all this. He was cheerful and liked to chat. He came over, patted Huang Shanbao's shoulder, and shouted to everyone: "If you have any problems in the future, everyone will discuss with Shanbao, and Shanbao will come to me again."

Others understand what he meant, that is, "Huang Shanbao is already your leader."

From then on, Huang Shanbao became a small leader among temporary workers. He ran around and worked hard, not only solving the difficulties for migrant workers, but also helping two experts to "make peace". He soon gained the recognition of Wen Mushan and Fei Tang.

In Huang Shanbao's eyes, Wen Mushan was a nerd, so Fei Tang was actually in charge of it. No matter what, in the first days when he went deep into the desert, everyone got along very happily, whether it was two scholars or ten migrant workers.

As day after day passed, Wen Mushan and Fei Tang began to get anxious. However, the migrant workers were quite comfortable. After all, Liu Liudada had money to make, which was much better than doing anything else.

Until the tenth day, Fei Tang found that his compass was not easy to use.

"Strange." He muttered for a long time.

Fei Tang is a very serious person. He has drawn the route on the map based on the direction of the compass all the way.

"It's not only to find the ruins, but also to let us return smoothly." He explained to Huang Shanbao.

As a result, that day, Fei Tang's compass was like a storm, constantly turning the circle. He was upset and didn't know which direction to go for a while.

The camel caravan stopped in the desert. Wen Mushan chased him from behind. He asked why he stopped.

Fei Tang explained the matter. Wen Mushan climbed onto a sand dune, looked east and west, and finally he ran down.

"Have you found the target?" Fei Tang asked.

Wen Mushan shook his head: "The sea of ​​sand is vast, and it looks the same everywhere."

"What should I do? There seems to be a problem with the magnetic field here. Do you want to turn around and leave?"

"No! No!" Wen Mushan said decisively, "Walk towards the place where the magnetic transformation is strongest, the faster the compass rotates, we will go wherever we go! In extraordinary places, we will definitely discover extraordinary things."

Wen Mushan made the world a decision with one sentence. Fei Tang walked around the world, and then asked Huang Shanbao to rush the lead camel toward an unknown place.

At dusk that day, they saw a continuous protrusion on the horizon from afar. Judging from the lines, those were not deserts, but more like high walls that collapsed after human boards were built.

Fei Tang held up the telescope and looked at it for a long time. He was particularly excited. He ran towards Wen Mushan and said excitedly: "Old Wen, I found the ancient city! You judged it right, it was indeed in this direction - you see, the compass has turned into a propeller!"
Chapter completed!