There is a place in Tianjin called "Lingdang Pavilion", located in Hongqiao District, Tianjin.
According to historical records, the Bell Pavilion was first built in the Ming Dynasty.
More than a hundred copper bells were hung on the roof ridge of the attic, hence the name "Ling Dang Pavilion".
Whenever the wind blows the bells, it will make a pleasant tinkling sound.
This sound can Spread throughout the city.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was a man from other places, about forty years old, who had nothing to do all day long, wandering among various antique shops, imagining that one day he could catch an inconspicuous good object, buy it at a low price, and sell it at a high price.
Go there, earn some money, and you will be able to live comfortably for a while.
However, he wandered around the market for some time and never found anything he liked.
That day, when he was walking on the street, he accidentally looked up and saw the bell on the attic, and he had an evil thought, thinking that the Bell Pavilion was built in the Ming Dynasty, and the bell on it must be from the previous dynasty.
Not cheap.
If you can take it off and sell it, and exchange it for real money, you can live a happier life.
Due to the fact that it was located in the middle of a busy street and there were many eyes around, it was impossible to start directly, so the man came up with a plan, collected the cash in hand, and started to prepare.
The next day, the man took the noodles and oil, bought some wooden racks, stoves, charcoal fires and other things, and set up a stall selling fried fruits for breakfast under the attic.
In Beijing, they call them fried dough sticks, but in Tianjin, they call them "fried dough sticks".
Fruit".
He hawks here all day long, and regardless of whether there are customers or not, he always has to fry a lot of fruits.
On windy and rainy days, he will not go out.
As time passed, the oily smoke emitted when frying the fruits floated upwards with the airflow, and the surface of the bell in the attic became covered with a layer of oil sludge.
I don’t know what kind of oil was used, but the dark yellow oil stain was half a finger thick.
Since then, the sound of the bells colliding with each other has become dull, without the sweet and crisp energy.
Everyone who heard it felt awkward and blamed the person who fried the fruit.
They all said that this person was too shameful and fried.
The fruit outstrips the iron bars, cannot be sold, and the surrounding area is filled with oily smoke.
At that time, there was no comprehensive law enforcement, and there was no one to manage unlicensed operations, so everyone could only verbally condemn them.
The man felt that the time was ripe, so he voluntarily found the residents near the Bell Pavilion.
In the name of cleaning up the oil stains, he went up to the attic under the supervision of everyone, and used the trick of "a civet cat for a prince" to dismantle the oil-stained bells and wipe them one by one. , and hung the cleaned bell back to its original position.
In fact, the bells he replaced were all cheap goods prepared in advance.
He quietly wiped the real bells clean at night, greased the soles of his feet and escaped overnight.
From that moment on, the fake bell that was replaced never rang again, and people just woke up and said, "This is a thief who suppressed the treasure, and he suppressed Tianjin Wei's treasure."
The bells of Lingdangge were gone, leaving the name of the building empty.
After liberation, it was changed to Lingdangge Middle School.
It is said that when the playground was renovated in the 1980s and 1990s, a bixi carrying a stele was dug out from the ground
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