At about the same time, Hu Zhengtao's assistant brought in several boxes from outside.

On this side, Chen Jitong's live broadcast equipment has also been prepared.

Guan Hongshen returned the mobile phone in his hand to Chen Jitong. Chen Jitong looked at the number of fans of the scarf and posted a Weibo with great satisfaction.

@华夏文化研究院: A gift from the master 2000 years ago, the unboxing ceremony will begin soon!
A link to the live broadcast room and a picture of a bamboo slip are attached below Weibo.

In less than a while, tens of thousands of people poured into the live broadcast room of the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute.

"Here I am! Is it really a gift from the Master?"

"Where is this place? It feels like a lot of bookshelves!"

"It looks like the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute"

"Did Lin Yi give the bamboo slips to the Huaxia Culture Research Institute?"

"Hoho, this is a good choice, but there's no need to open the box. Besides, I saw Dean Hu."

"This battle is too big."

The live broadcast room was full of question marks, Chen Jitong was a little stiff in front of the camera, he looked very inarticulate, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity to show his face, so he had to scan around a few people with his mobile phone and said: "Master I said that the bamboo slips will be given to future generations."

"This bamboo slip has been confirmed by the History Research Institute to be a genuine antiquity. It is a family heirloom of Lin Yi's own family. Now, he has officially presented this bamboo slip to our Huaxia Culture Research Institute!"

Chen Jitong stressed the words Huaxia Culture Research Institute very hard.

this is ours!
The people of the whole country witness!

Hu Zhengtao, don't try to make a mistake!

Hu Zhengtao is currently sorting out the necessary things. He specially asked someone to bring a simple instrument for measuring the age of cultural relics. Although it is simple, the time of measurement can not be wrong.

Now he was engrossed in the bamboo slips, and he was in no mood to pay attention to Chen Jitong at all.

Before opening the box, he asked someone to set up a shading tent beside it, and then turned on the archaeological light, and formally put on his white gloves.

Here, Chen Jitong had finished explaining, so he put his phone back to continue the live broadcast, while he sat beside him intently, watching Hu Zhengtao put on his gloves and prepare to open this thousand-year-old gift!
Hearing Chen Jitong's explanation in the live broadcast room, he was already blown away.

"Fuck! Are those real bamboo slips?!!!"

"No wonder, I just said that the ones in the live broadcast are so realistic! When Master gave the bamboo slips, it didn't feel like they were old!"

"No way, could it be that this is really something the master gave us?!"

"In front, I'm already getting excited!"

"Quickly dismantle it! I want to see what's inside! Is it really a message from Master?!"

Except for the live broadcast room, Guan Hongshen, Chen Jitong, and Hu Zhengtao who were present were all very excited, but the excitement was nothing more than excitement, because they were afraid to speak when they had to watch Hu Zhengtao unpack the box.

Ji Dong was also affected by the emotions of the crowd, and felt a little excited in his heart.

Although, he has already seen it, not only has he seen it, but he still took this bamboo slip from his master.

In the live broadcast, Hu Zhengtao was wearing a mask and a white coat, squatting in front of the box.

Guan Hongshen, Chen Jitong, and Lin Yi sat next to them. Guan Hongshen and Chen Jitong looked very nervous. They were wearing protective clothing and masks, and their eyes were fixed on the box.

Everyone who was watching the live broadcast was just as nervous as them.

Hu Zhengtao took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand and slowly opened the transparent box.

As soon as the transparent box was opened, the bamboo slips were obviously shaken a little.

Chen Jitong was already extremely nervous, noticed this small detail, and hurriedly shouted nervously: "Old Hu, take it easy, will you open the box?"

"Don't break my baby!"

A drop of sweat fell on Hu Zhengtao's forehead, and he waved at Chen Jitong impatiently.

"Old Chen, shut your mouth."

The two of them were good friends, and they joked about each other every day. Talking like this relieved the tension in the air.

There is also some relaxation in the live broadcast room.

"Hahahahahaha, it's interesting to see the boss bickering, but I was so nervous just now, after all, this is my master's treasure!"

"Hahahahaha, Lin Yi's ancestral treasure has gradually become the ancestral treasure of the people of the whole country, but I really want to know what is inside."

"I'm so nervous, I'm so nervous, I'll see the "Spring and Autumn" hand-carved by Master soon!"

"I'm so nervous too, brothers relax!"

"Can you make a copy of this treasure for us, I really want it!"

"Huaxia Bookstore, 51 copies of "Spring and Autumn", you can do it."

At the scene, Hu Zhengtao stabilized his excitement and trembling hands, and motioned for others to wipe his sweat.

Sitting next to him, Chen Jitong couldn't help himself, so he simply squatted next to Hu Zhengtao with a rag, and wiped his sweat indiscriminately.

"Old Hu, hurry up!"

Hu Zhengtao was helpless.

"This is a cultural relic, do you think it sells pork?"

Hu Zhengtao carefully untied the straw ropes on the bamboo slips.

Don't dare to use too much strength at all.

Ji Dong sat aside, smiling wryly in his heart.

To be honest, he brought this thing back directly. Although you still have to be careful, it's no problem to get started directly. Seeing Hu Zhengtao and others' cautious appearance now, Lin Yi finds it a little funny.

It's funny, but Ji Dong's attention is still completely focused on it. Now he is not watching it alone, but the whole country is watching it together. He is still a little nervous.

In the live broadcast room of the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute, more and more people are pouring in. Fortunately, Bibo has upgraded the server after the last server crash, so he can still withstand the current live broadcast room. these people.

During the live broadcast, Hu Zhengtao finally untied the knot that Lin Yi casually tied on the grass rope after more than ten minutes.

Next, it is time to open the bamboo slips that everyone is looking forward to!

Hu Zhengtao carried the bamboo slips into the sterile environment prepared aside, opened the bamboo slips bit by bit through the glass cover.

Chen Jitong and Guan Hongshen stood beside the glass cover, staring at the bamboo slips.

In the live broadcast room, there were far fewer bullet screens. Countless people were holding their mobile phones and staring at the bamboo slips inside the glass cover.

This bamboo slip is a gift from the Master to their future generations!

They want to know, spanning thousands of years, the master's notes, and the knowledge passed down by the master.

The bamboo slips were opened bit by bit.

This moment was extended infinitely, and everyone was scratching their heads and waiting, but even though they felt pain in their hearts, they didn't dare to urge the slightest, because they were afraid of breaking the bamboo slip.

Chen Jitong didn't dare to vent his anger. Normally, he would have shouted directly, but this time he could only hold his breath and watch the movement inside the glass cover.

Hu Zhengtao felt the most uncomfortable. He has been archaeological for many years, and he has never wished so much to open the bamboo slips.

However, his professional ethics and conscience could not allow him to open the bamboo slips directly.

After all, what he had in his hand was a bamboo slip from 2000.

Before they knew it, everyone forgot Lin Yi's excuse, and everyone took this bamboo slip as a gift from his master 2000 years ago.

Although, he was.

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