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Chapter 129 Can't Repair the Silk Book? (seeking subscription)
"Silk script?" Team Leader Qin asked suspiciously, "Is this silk item a silk script?"

"Didn't silk books be a kind of material for recording words in the Han Dynasty? I think you should know better than me, Team Leader Qin?" Chu He replied with a smile.

Team Leader Qin stroked the silk fabric happily, the joy on his face could not be suppressed anymore.

Team leader Qin asked Chuhe excitedly: "You, how do you know?"

"Of course I know." Chuhe burst out, but he regretted it in the next second.

He can't tell Team Leader Qin that he already knew this in advance, can he?
Because the silk book was placed in a stone box, it was already in dilapidated condition.

Team leader Qin was not good at writing in the Han Dynasty, so he immediately asked Chuhe to crawl out of the ancient tomb with the silk script.

"Long Lao, take a look." Team Leader Qin handed the silk book to Long Tai.

Long Tai looked at the silk book, paused, and said, "Is this the silk book?"

After all, Longtai had been studying archaeology for decades, and he could tell at a glance that the silk fabric was a silk book.

Coupled with the text on it, although it is somewhat unclear, he speculates that this should be an ancient "encyclopedia"!

"This, this is the "Yongle Dadian" of the Han Dynasty!" Long Tai said happily.

Seeing that Long Tai finally saw the content of the silk script, Chuhe said excitedly: "Mr. Long, this silk script is dilapidated now, and it needs to be repaired before we can study it."

"Yes, yes." Long Tai laughed happily. If he could understand all the words on the silk book, then the research on the Han Dynasty would be a huge milestone!

Yang Shuo was puzzled and said: "But, you see, almost every page of this silk book is glued together. Why don't you study it, let alone repair it, even if you tear it apart, it will be damaged!"

Hearing Yang Shuo's words, Long Tai frowned immediately: "Yes, what should we do?"

He looked at Chuhe: "do you have any ideas?"

Chuhe replied confidently: "I, I am confident that it can be repaired."

"What?!" Long Tai was very surprised.

At the beginning, he just asked Chuhe casually, but he never thought that Chuhe could be repaired.

Chuhe nodded: "I am indeed confident that it will be repaired."

Dong Lufan whispered at the side: "Chuhe, this is not the "Yongle Dadian". This silk book is obviously much more damaged than the "Yongle Dadian"."

Long Tai pondered for a while, and then gave a suggestion: "Well, I will immediately ask the Cultural Relics Bureau for instructions, and I will also recommend you to them, but the specific situation still has to wait for their decision."

"But" Chuhe hesitated to speak.

He understands, and he also knows, that almost no one can completely trust him to restore this seriously damaged silk scroll.

He is also just a college student who has not yet graduated.

Chuhe was unwilling, he looked at Xu Yiming, and wanted him to say something for him.

However, Xu Yiming shook his head slightly.

"In this case, let's listen to Mr. Long." Chu He had no choice but to squeeze out these words through his teeth.

Long Tai also heard the change in his tone, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you are still young and have a lot of opportunities."

Afterwards, the silk script was also put into the stone box, and Long Tai was in charge of contacting the Bureau of Cultural Relics and sending professionals to study and investigate.

Chuhe did not carry out the excavation work in the afternoon, but took half a day off.

He was still a little unconvinced, why they didn't believe that they could restore the Mawangdui Silk Book.

Walking and walking, he actually came to the small hill where he stayed that day.

Chuhe walked under a locust tree, sat down, and looked ahead blankly.

Last night, he spent 5000 points to learn how to repair the Mawangdui Silk Scroll, and now he is fully capable of repairing it.

However, Long Tai still thought he was too young and did not accept his opinion.

Even Xu Yiming, who had always supported him, shook his head and asked him to wait for instructions from the Cultural Relics Bureau.

"La la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers~~"

The singing reached Chuhe's ears.

Chuhe looked for the voice and looked at Niuniu not far away.

And Niuniu also saw Chuhe, so she ran over quickly. She stood in front of Chuhe and asked, "Big brother, what are you doing here?"

Chuhe forcefully squeezed out a smile: "Brother, take a rest."

Niuniu seemed to see that Chuhe was not happy, so she also put down the basket and sat beside him: "Brother, are you unhappy?"

"How does Niuniu know?" Chu He asked back.

Niu Niu patted her chest: "Niu Niu is a smart girl!"

"Hey, Niuniu, it's not the weekend, why don't you have to go to school?" Chu He reckoned that it's not time for school to end yet.

As soon as Niu Niu heard this sentence, her eyes dimmed: "I, I don't have to go to school."

"Ah? Why?" Chuhe asked anxiously.

Are there still children who are deprived of nine years of compulsory education?

Who would have thought that Niu Niu would giggle: "Brother who lied to you, I took a day off because I caught a cold, and then I felt bored in the afternoon, so I came to pick up sticks."

"Grandma is not in good health, so I don't want her to come out." When Niuniu spoke, because of her front teeth falling out, she smiled very cutely.

Chuhe rubbed Niuniu's head: "Niuniu seems to be a filial little girl."

"Although I have asked for leave, I have already finished my homework!" Niuniu emphasized again: "The teachers praised me, and one day I will go to the place where my father works to go to school."

Hearing these words, Chuhe was inexplicably moved.

At the same time, he seemed to understand something.

If you are not recognized by others, then work harder until people praise you and praise you.

Chuhe realized this little truth from Niuniu's words.

Chuhe suddenly felt that the depressed mood just now seemed to have dissipated.

Chu He stood up: "Niuniu, I will pick up the wood sticks for you, and then you go back to study!"

"Okay! Brother, I'll compete with you!" After speaking, Niuniu ran out like a little rabbit.

Finally, before sunset, Chuhe returned home with Niuniu, carrying a basket on his back, and put the wooden stick back in her home.

Chuhe then went back to the temporary residence, while Xuelanqi wandered around the door.

When she saw Chuhe coming back, she immediately went up to meet him.

She asked Chuhe anxiously: "Chuhe, you... are you okay?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?" Chu He was puzzled.

Xue Lanqi hesitated, "I, when I saw you at noon, you were not very happy because of what Mr. Long said, so..."

"So, you're worried about me?" Chu He asked solemnly, holding back a smile.

Xue Lanqi blushed and turned her face to the side, "I'm just worried that you will be frustrated because you didn't repair the silk book."

Chuhe was silent for a while, then said with a smile: "At first, I was really unhappy, but I figured it out, so I'm fine."

"Really?" Xue Lanqi immediately recovered a happy look on her face.

Chu He nodded: "Of course, I get hungry easily when I'm happy, so...would you like to go to Donghui Plaza with me for a snack?"

(End of this chapter)