Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Now that he got Ji Dong's consent, Chen Jitong picked up the box on the table again.

He looked at the bamboo slips through the transparent box.

The more he looked carefully, Chen Jitong also felt some strange feelings in his heart.

Why did the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this bamboo slip was an ancient relic?
Chen Jitong found a magnifying glass from an unused desk drawer next to him. Sometimes Guan Hongshen would use the magnifying glass to read when his eyes were not good.

He took a magnifying glass and began to look at the bamboo slips carefully, the more he looked at it, the more incredible he felt.

The bamboo slips are so old that it doesn't seem like they were painted on with paint.

In general TV dramas, documentaries, live broadcasts, etc., if the props used are old, they are mostly painted with paint.

Or use soy sauce, fire and other methods.

But the signs of distress on this bamboo slip don't look like they were baked by fire, much less like soy sauce, and there isn't even a trace of paint residue.

Every piece of bamboo that makes up the bamboo slips is intact and has a very natural air-drying.

It's like a bamboo slip that has been handed down for thousands of years.

Chen Jitong's heart skipped a beat.

According to Ji Dong's level of research, he wouldn't really use props made from old bamboo slips, would he?

Chen Jitong thought about it, this is not impossible at all!

Chen Jitong put the box on the table, looked at Guan Hongshen and Lin Yi, and asked cautiously, "Brother Lin, are your bamboo slips props?"

Chen Jitong was really a little afraid to sell the real old bamboo slips, let alone whether there was anything written in the bamboo slips, the bamboo slips that have been preserved for so many years have a certain value.

Lin Yi nodded.

"In the show, this can be regarded as a prop."

Chen Jitong breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it's just props.

He stood up and was about to leave with the bamboo slips when a researcher ran in from outside.

"Old Guan! Dean!"

Guan Hong took a sip of tea and looked at the research institute.

"Xiao Wu, what's the matter?"

"President Hu of the Institute of History is here!"

Guan Hong was taken aback for a moment.

Hu Zhengtao?
Why is he here?

Not long after the researcher finished speaking, Hu Zhengtao walked in with a few people.

"Old Guan! Dean Chen! I'm here to kill you!"

Dean Hu walked in from the outside, greeted Guan Hongshen and Chen Jitong, and then set his sights on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi also greeted Dean Hu.

"Dean Hu!"

Hu Zhengtao stepped forward, held Lin Yi's hand, and turned to look at Guan Hongshen and Chen Jitong.

"It's been a long time since I visited Guan Lao, how is your health?"

Guan Hongshen sat on the sofa and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I'm old, and my spirit is not bad."

"Sit down, don't stand up."

Dean Hu nodded and sat next to Lin Yi. Chen Jitong had no choice but to sit next to Guan Hongshen again, looking at Dean Hu who had taken his seat.

Hmph, old guy, you actually took his place!
Chen Jitong looked at Dean Hu with a half-smile.

"What does Dean Hu come to the Cultural Research Institute for?"

Dean Hu patted Lin Yi's hand, and said with a smile: "Oh, there is news about Yu Ji's tomb. I know Lin Yi is here, so I came here to talk to Lin Yi, and"

Before President Hu finished speaking, his eyes were attracted by the transparent box on the table.

With decades of archaeological experience, Dean Hu can tell at a glance that this thing is extraordinary.

But anyway, it was in someone else's territory, and Dean Hu didn't mess around, but pointed to the box and asked, "Hey, Mr. Guan, what is this thing? It looks familiar."

Guan Hong smiled deeply and said, "This is what Lin Xiaoyou gave us to the Cultural Research Institute."

Guan Hongshen's smile was quite deep, with a hint of showing off.

Hey, what's the use of investing in "Collection" earlier than us? Did you see that? Lin Yi gave us all the bamboo slips of the master, and you have nothing!

Chen Jitong also looked at Hu Zhengtao with a smile.

Hu Zhengtao snorted secretly.

Ji Dong gave them two important news, isn't this more like a bamboo slip?

Hu Zhengtao picked up the bamboo slips on the table very seriously and studied them carefully.

Chen Jitong waved.

"Hey, Hu, slow down, don't break it for us!"

Hu Zhengtao didn't pay attention to Chen Jitong, he waved his hand casually.

"Okay, I know!"

He carefully looked through the bamboo slips through the box, picked up the magnifying glass and read it again, then he suppressed the shock in his eyes and looked at Ji Dong.

"Lin Xiaoyou, where did you get this thing?"

Hu Zhengtao's tone was very serious, Chen Jitong and Guan Hongshen were taken aback, and they looked at Hu Zhengtao together.

"Is there something wrong with this bamboo slip?"

Holding the box in both hands, Hu Zhengtao carefully placed it on the table, his movements full of respect for cultural relics.

"According to my many years of archaeological experience, the age of this bamboo slip is at least 500 years!"

"Lin Xiaoyou, this bamboo slip, if I remember correctly, is it from your show?"

Hu Zhengtao looked at Lin Yi with a serious expression.

Chen Jitong and Guan Hongshen sat on the sofa, looking at each other.

What?
At least 500 years!

Ji Dong gave them a 500-year-old bamboo slip, and they even wanted to auction it off!
Moreover, they didn't think it was a cultural relic at all!

Chen Jitong looked at Lin Yi in shock, but he hadn't forgotten that he was the one who persuaded Lin Yi to auction off this thing just now!
But now, he only felt the burning pain on his face, as well as the fear and joy in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't use his quick-acting and quick-acting strength just now.

Fortunately, when he was holding the bamboo slip just now, he didn't think about opening it and touching it.

Okay
Chen Jitong patted his chest in fear, and Guan Hongshen, who was sitting next to him, also reacted.

The two looked at each other with only shock and joy in their eyes.

The shock in Hu Zhengtao's eyes was hard to conceal, because the bamboo slips were so well preserved.

In fact, according to his speculation, this bamboo slip must be at least 2000 years old, but this thing is so well preserved, he can't help but automatically reduce it to the minimum age.

Because the bamboo slips have been preserved for more than 2000 years, it is simply unbelievable!

Ji Dong looked at the three bosses who were staring at him, smiled, and explained: "This bamboo slip is actually handed down from my family."

"When my grandparents left their hometown, they were buried in the ancestral house in a hurry. This is not for a show. I thought it would be more realistic, so I dug it out to make props."

"Now that it's used up, I thought that since the master said it was a gift for everyone in the live broadcast, I'll donate it to the cultural center for an exhibition or something."

Lin Yi smiled, and what he said was impeccable.

There is no doubt that folk treasures are sometimes preserved longer than those in museums.Moreover, Ji Dong's ancestors did have high officials, and there is no dispute that there is a family heirloom.

Hu Zhengtao looked at the bamboo slips in the box. The bamboo slips were indeed well protected without any signs of damage.

If it weren't for years of maintenance, it wouldn't be possible to do this.

He nodded, with a strange thought in his heart, he said with a straight face: "Lin Xiaoyou, this is also a cultural relic. If you want to make an exhibition, our History and Culture Research Institute can hold an exhibition for you."