The village chief and a few other people had been waiting downstairs.
Seeing them coming, wrinkles appeared on her cheeks, which looked like dry leaves.
"Hello, Mr. Ge."
"You must be Village Chief Mo, right?" Professor Ge stepped forward and shook hands in a friendly manner. "I may have to bother you in the next few days."
Following the village chief inside, the village is not big.
The houses were built in an orderly manner, like an octagon.
Their roofs were very low, and the lime walls were covered with black moss. There were many simple sheds built of wood nearby.
The simple shed is where chickens, ducks and other livestock are kept. You can smell the stench of feces when you pass by.
An old and backward village.
The most distinctive feature here is probably the mirrors that are everywhere.
On windows, corners, wooden doors...
Ancient-style bronze mirrors, large and small, new and old, were all placed outside.
Most of the people in the village are elderly. Most of them sit at the door of their homes, holding a rag of unknown color and wiping the bronze mirror next to them.
"These bronze mirrors are placed here. Have you ever thought of making some handicrafts and selling them?"
Professor Ge looked at the exquisite bronze mirrors, then at the backward appearance of the village, and asked.
Hearing this, the old village chief shook his head and said, "Making these mirrors is our tradition in Jian Village, and we have never thought of selling them.
We are usually self-sufficient.”
"oh."
Professor Ge nodded.
Perhaps it is precisely because of their attitude of being content with the status quo and not seeking vanity that they have been able to live in seclusion until now and completely preserve the previous bronze mirror culture.
"Okay, we're here."
The village chief led them to a low house and shouted twice inside, and a young man came out.
"This is my nephew Mo Yu. He is the only one at home. Teacher Ge, you will stay here for the next few days."
Mo Yu looked at the group of people with a warm smile on his face, "Please come in, my house has seven rooms in total, except for my bedroom, you can choose any one you like."
Upon hearing this, everyone did not hesitate and went in one after another.
In addition to the NPC's residence, there are six rooms for them to choose from.
Professor Ge and his teaching assistant lived in one room, and the others lived in pairs.
Fu Anan was assigned to share a room with another girl.
As soon as the two entered the room, the girl threw the backpack on her back, lay on the bed and sighed.
"Ah, I'm so tired after a whole day's journey!"
The NPC pretends to be quite similar.
Fu Anan glanced at her, said nothing, and stood at the door looking around the house.
The windows here are very small and are not made of glass, but the kind of oil paper used in ancient times.
Not very translucent.
Therefore, even in the afternoon when the sun was still shining, the room was still dim. The room was also a little damp, and there was some mold in the corners.
Fortunately, there was light in the room.
The old-fashioned pear-shaped glass lamp overhead flashed a yellow light, illuminating the dark space.
The house is not big, and the two single beds take up almost all the space.
Apart from the two beds, the only extra decorations were a small wooden cabinet and a bronze mirror hanging on the wall.
Unlike those thrown outside, the surfaces of these bronze mirrors are polished very smoothly and can clearly reflect people's shadows.
Fu Anan took out a piece of cloth, covered the front of a small mirror, then took it off to take a look. The back of the mirror was carved with patterns of insects, fish, birds and beasts.
(End of this chapter)