"Really?"

Bai Chuxia has lived in an environment since she was a child, and she is destined to be an atheist, so even though she respects Yu Xuan very much, she still doesn't believe Yu Xuan's words.

"If you believe, you will have, if you don't believe, early summer, this is all in the ...... of the individual"

Yu Xuan saw Bai Chuxia's thoughts at a glance, but he didn't force Bai Chuxia to believe his words, after all, beliefs are things that can't be seen or touched, and no one can verify them.

"Old Yu, what ...... Is this string of beads worth 50,000 yuan?" Bai Chuxia asked, aside from what Yu Xuan had just said, Bai Chuxia still believed in Yu Xuan's professionalism.

"Value, Extraordinary Value ......"

Yu Xuan didn't hesitate at all, and gave a reply, what are you kidding, a magic weapon can sometimes even save a life, of course, if there is no string of phoenix-eyed Bodhi given by the living Buddha, I'm afraid Yu Xuan would have been out of the world a long time ago.

So don't say it's 50,000 yuan, it's 500,000 yuan, Yu Xuan will take it out without hesitation, of course, this string of King Kong was sold by Fang Yi to Bai Chuxia, but Yu Xuan is not good at competing with him.

"Okay, then I'll buy ......" After hearing Yu Xuan's words, Bai Chuxia nodded, and said to Fang Yi: "You give me the things first, and then give me an account, and I'll call you 50,000 yuan, okay?"

"Okay, I'll let Sancang give you the account ...... back" Fang Yi agreed very happily, and in Yu Xuan's reluctance, he watched Bai Chuxia put the string of King Kong into his bag.

"Elder Yu, there is something to trouble you......"

After putting away the King Kong, Bai Chuxia looked at Yu Xuan a little embarrassed and said, "Old Yu, you know, this string of King Kong was given to my uncle, don't mention that it is a magic weapon or something like that......

The environment where Bai Chuxia is located is relatively sensitive to religious beliefs, and in the hearts of many people, religious beliefs are even directly equated with feudal superstition. Bai Chuxia didn't want to let his uncle be criticized for his gifts.

"Girl, their level is not as superficial as you think......"

Hearing Bai Chuxia's words, Yu Xuan shook his head with a smile, identity and status determine a person's attitude and way of dealing with the world. By the time of Bai Chuxia's father's generation, these small details were no longer very important.

"Okay, Mr. Yu, the meal is ready, please have a simple working meal at noon, right?"

Seeing that Fang Yi and Bai Chuxia's transaction was completed. Zhao Hongtao invited everyone to the canteen, saying that it was a working meal, but in fact it was very rich, although there was no wine, but the single dish of saury fish was not seen at many wine banquets.

"Hmm, Hong Tao has a heart, I know that I like to eat saury......" Seeing the braised saury, Yu Xuan nodded with satisfaction, just like going to Hankou to eat Wuchang fish, coming to Jinling saury is naturally an indispensable dish.

"Old Yu is here. Of course, there must be a saury, although the saury before the Qingming Festival is gone, but this is also a wild saury......"

Zhao Hongtao replied with a smile, the saury fish before the Qingming Festival, because it is located at the junction of freshwater and seawater at the mouth of the Yangtze River, the meat quality is the most tender, and the price of this meeting in two thousand years is already hundreds of yuan a catty, and it is often not bought.

"Hong Tao, you have to pay for this meal out of your own pocket......"

Sun Lianda saw the dishes on the table, but frowned slightly. He has been a leader in the Jinling Museum for so many years, but he doesn't like to eat and drink the most, and he doesn't want to watch his students get contaminated with this kind of atmosphere.

Hearing Sun Lianda's words, Zhao Hongtao couldn't help laughing. said: "Teacher, don't worry, I know that Teacher Yu is coming, I bought this saury and brought it to me......"

After graduating, Zhao Hongtao followed the teacher to work in the museum, so he naturally knew the teacher's temper and where to make such a mistake. Even if the teacher doesn't say it, he will settle the rest of the food money to the cafeteria.

Since they had to work in the afternoon, everyone did not drink, and after eating, the group went to the museum's restoration room, and the tools used to restore the "Yongle Canon" were ready.

The restoration of cultural relics is a very delicate discipline, and the slightest impropriety will cause damage to the already fragile cultural relics, especially the cultural relics of calligraphy and painting, and it is not too careful to be careful.

This time it was Sun Lianda and Zhao Hongtao who personally took action, and when Sun Lianda concocted some medicines, Zhao Hongtao carefully removed the cover page of the "Yongle Canon" from the entire book.

In ancient times, it was a thread-bound book, but the life of the thread was much shorter than that of paper, and the thread of this "Yongle Canon" did not know how many times it had been changed, so the re-sealing of the thread after cutting it would not affect the value of the whole book.

"These potions can make the layer of the cover paste soft, without hurting the cover inside, Fang Yi, pharmacy is also very important to us......"

While Sun Lianda was operating the work at hand, he did not forget to teach Fang Yi that as a scientific research worker, he often had to work in the field, and in the absence of ready-made medicines, he had to do it himself many times.

Sun Lianda once presided over the excavation of an ancient tomb, when the objects were unearthed, he found that the number of unearthed cultural relics exceeded the previous estimate, and the embalming liquid they brought was not enough, Sun Lianda diluted the embalming liquid on the spot, and finally did not affect the process of the entire scientific expedition.

"Teacher, won't you spoil the real pages inside?" Seeing that the teacher put the front and back two cover pages in the liquid, Fang Yi couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"No, you'll find out later......"

Sun Lianda shook his head with a smile, and after the cover had been soaked in the liquid for about ten minutes, he used a pair of wooden tweezers to remove the pages from the liquid and put them on a sweat-absorbing paper towel that had already been prepared.

After sucking up the liquid on the surface of the cover, Sun Lianda took out a set of delicate gadgets, from needles and threads to files and needles, etc., and also put on reading glasses that he rarely wears, and carefully opened a gap in the compacted page on the cover.

When Sun Lianda made a move, almost all the people in the repair room held their breath, they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Sun Lao's movements, but they all widened their eyes and refused to let go of Sun Lao's every movement.

Sun Lianda's movements were very gentle, almost using the speed of a snail to unwrap the edge of the cover little by little, and then kept brushing the antiseptic liquid for calligraphy and painting on it, for fear that the original cover inside would be damaged.

It took Sun Lianda more than two hours to pick out the cover page alone, and after all the four sides were picked up, Sun Lianda and Zhao Hongtao both held tweezers at the same time and evenly uncovered the cover that was later pasted.

"It's really the Yongle version of the "Yongle Canon". ”

Looking at the cover page that revealed the true face of Lushan, whether it was Sun Lianda or Zhao Hongtao, they were all excited, because next to this cover page was the handwritten "Yongle Canon" by Jiajing, and there were some subtle differences in the font and format between the two.

"Hong Tao, work hard, let's put the thread on ......" Regardless of the fatigue of working for several hours, Sun Lianda greeted Zhao Hongtao again, and it took more than an hour to bind the cover page and the book binding together.

After doing these tasks, Sun Lianda was also tired, and directly sat down on the chair, the energy spent on restoring cultural relics was much more than the body, and Sun Lianda, who was in his sixties, was no longer enough to carry out this kind of intensive restoration work.

"Lao Yu, the advent of this "Yongle Canon" is definitely of great significance for the study of Ming history......

Looking at the "Yongle Canon" on the table, Sun Lianda's tired face showed a relieved smile, for a cultural relics worker, the value of their excavation and protection of cultural relics is reflected in the cultural relics themselves to the historical information feedback.

"Brother, this thing is privately owned......"

Hearing Sun Lianda's words, Yu Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, but his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally aimed at the Manjun and Fang Yi on the side-

ps: The first update, ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket!(To be continued.) )