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

Bernard, Robin, and Mustache looked at the man at the same time. Bernard looked at the man and felt familiar, so he said respectfully, "What does this gentleman mean?"

The man on the opposite side was well dressed and looked very knowledgeable. He put his hat on the table of three people and sat down.

"Have you watched "Collection of China"?"

The three of Bernard were taken aback, looked at each other, nodded and said, "Of course, the three of us are all loyal fans of this show! You are also a fan of this show?"

Bernard looked at the person in front of him. The more he looked, the more he felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"Of course, I also like that program very much." The stranger smiled and said, "I heard you guys talking about the source of the novel. Are you a novelist?"

Mustache smiled.

"I'm not. I'm a bookseller at 84 Cross Street. My name is Martin."

The stranger said very politely: "Hi, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Poirot. Herry Poirot."

"Since the two of you are novel writers, don't you know what your works are?"

Bernard and Luo Bing looked at Poirot and replied: "We don't have any works yet, we just want to be a writer, and we don't know what to write yet."

Bernard pointed to himself and said, "I'm going to go back and write about that damned Christian church with a steeple, and he's going to go back and scold the editor-in-chief and write about Animal Farm along the way."

Poirot looked at the two, then produced a pipe.

"Do you mind if I smoke?"

"Don't mind, please."

Poirot lit his pipe, took a deep breath, and said: "If you want to tell me, if you two can't think of a good subject, you can go to Huaxia to find it. After reading so many issues of "Collection of Huaxia", every In the future, I can see an era that is more glorious than Middle-earth, and the people in it are not necessarily inferior to Napoleon and Alexander, and there are even many excellent places."

Poirot exhaled smoke, and Robin's eyes lit up.

"That's right, the Three Kingdoms is what I read in this issue. According to popular science, the Three Kingdoms is a battle between three countries, and even many small countries with armies. This can be used as a novel material!"

The mustache stroked his mustache, nodded and said: "That's right, the Three Kingdoms that I recently sold in my bookstore, every time it goes on the shelves, it will be sold out in less than half a day. If you want to write, hurry up. Up to two books."

Robin touched Bernard and said, "I think it's okay, but I don't know much about China's history. Bernard, I think we can start to make up for China's history earlier."

Poirot tapped his pipe on the table and said, "I've been reading the history of China recently. There are still many treasures in China that we can dig. By the way, if you want to publish any works, you can contact me."

Poirot took a calling card from his pocket, put it on the table, stood up, and put on his hat.

"Be sure to contact me, boys." Poirot said, then took a drag on his cigarette, opened the door and went out.

Robin took the business card, looked at the name and introduction on it, and said in surprise: "Bernard, that gentleman just now seems to be the editor-in-chief of "Paris Magazine?"

Bernard also raised his head and shouted in surprise: "I remembered! I saw that gentleman in the newspaper before, he is the editor-in-chief of "Paris Magazine"!"

"Paris Magazine" is one of the most famous literary publications in France. It is a fortnightly magazine created by a friend of the great writer Flaubert. It has never closed down until now. After a hundred years, it has become a household name in France.

As an unknown writer, it was a great joy for Robin and Bernard to be picked up by the editor-in-chief of "Paris Magazine".

Robin looked at the business card in shock, as if confirming the matter.

Bernard was belatedly aware, and looked at the business card excitedly, extremely happy.

"My God, we actually got Mr. Poirot's business card. I must live up to Mr. Poirot's expectations and become an excellent writer!"

Bernard looked at the mustache and said, "We will go back with you, and please leave us two books of Three Kingdoms. I want to read them as soon as possible and start writing novels as soon as possible."

Mustache readily agreed.

At the same time, many people in the world also looked at Huaxia in unison.

In Huaxia, Lin Yi just came back from the studio. After taking a shower, he lay on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone.

After replying to everyone's messages, he took some blank paper from under the coffee table, and then wrote and drew on the paper.

He wanted to record everything about this trip to the Three Kingdoms and organize it into a document as a research material.

After writing these things, Ji Dong stopped, then opened his Weibo, and logged in to Weibo to see everyone's feedback.

For this issue of the collection, everyone's feedback is positive. After several corrections, the atmosphere on the Internet has improved a lot. Regarding this benign environment, Ji Dong himself is very happy to read it.

Ji Dong watched everyone's discussion, and then heard his cell phone rang suddenly. He answered the call, and it was Hu Zhengtao calling.

"Lin Yi."

"What happened to Dean Hu?"

There was an unconcealable joy in Hu Zhengtao's tone.

"In the Henan area, someone found Cao Cao's tomb. We are going to have a look at it. Would you like to go there too?"

Lin Yi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Okay, Dean, come after I tidy up."

"Okay, it's okay, you slow down, our car will pick you up, and the people from the Henan Museum have already passed."

Ji Dong nodded, asked about the details again, and then packed his things.

While tidying up, he was puzzled.

After the show ended, he stayed for a while, watching Cao Cao's coffin being transported out, and then divided into several coffins to be sent to various places. Although he knew the direction, he didn't plan to say it out. His tomb was not destroyed. , there is no need for him to do this.

Now it was suddenly said that Cao Cao's tomb had been found, and Lin Yi was still a little surprised.

At that time, he watched the construction of Cao Cao's tomb. It was in a very inconspicuous place, and it was buried very deep. If it was him, he might not be able to find it.

Now, I didn't expect to be dug out by someone?

Ji Dong felt a little funny, but also looked forward to it.

He quickly packed his things, then hurried downstairs and got into Hu Zhengtao's car.

At the same time, this news was quickly spread on the Internet.

Countless netizens froze for a moment and thought it was a little funny.

"Old thief Cao was caught as soon as the show aired, hahahahaha, why is it a little funny to say."