At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, although paper appeared early, people still commonly used bamboo slips and silk silk to record words, and the paper was generally folded and scrolled.

In the era when there was no printing press, words could not be circulated on a large scale, and the wealthy families mastered the book, and they had the right to interpret knowledge.

Those well-known families in the Central Plains have several scriptures that have been passed down for generations and have been continuously improved, and those from small families must also hang on their lips if they have read some classics, so as to add a bit of cultural atmosphere to themselves.

As for ordinary people?

It's not easy to survive in this era, reading books?

With this strength, swinging the hoe a few more times can also reduce the possibility of starvation.

Liu Chan has read a lot of books since he was a child, and his interest in these three books is far greater than the content carried in them.

Seeing Liu Bangqiang's reluctant expression, he also knew that these three books were very valuable, so he hurriedly thanked them.

After playing all night, Liu Chan didn't forget his job.

He went back and forth to his bedroom and Internet café several times, bringing back more than a dozen boxes of instant noodles, Coke, and other things that he couldn't name and said to be snacks.

It wasn't until the wall couldn't be passed through that Liu Chan stopped out of breath and sat on the ground with his butt down, slowly moving his shoulders.

Hey, it's not easy to revive the big man, and I'm not a little more idle than the military advisor this night.

He stretched again, feeling hungry.

After playing all night in an Internet café and returning to his own era, time seemed to flow without the slightest flow, which gave Liu Chan plenty of time to sleep beautifully.

Before going to bed, he decided to treat himself to a bowl of instant noodles, and then try the Coke and those strange snacks that he had not even been willing to drink.

The servant on duty at night soon brought hot water and candlesticks, and Liu Chan told the servant to go back to rest, and skillfully poured the hot water into the instant noodle box, and pressed the lid of the box with a book.

"No, no, this book seems to be quite valuable."

He hurriedly took down the book that had been stained with a little bit of instant noodles.

After thinking for a moment, he followed Liu Bangqiang's instructions, first bathed and changed clothes, and then lit incense, before picking up the book and began to savor it.

"Hmm, Utan City, is this a place name?"

Liu Chan frowned, feeling that the words in this book were not extraordinary, let alone ornate rhetoric and pretentiousness, it seemed that people in the market were dictating an ordinary story.

Probably somewhere called Utan City, there was a teenager who once owned something called Douqi, but then it was gone, so it was called waste.

The sentences in the book are very different from the present world, Liu Chan has a hard time reading it, and he only thinks that these people in the book are so annoying, and he really wants to beat them.

Smelling the faint fragrance of ink, Liu Chan yawned,

He had a long night in his heart, and he had time to read, so he simply opened another can of Coke, eating instant noodles and drinking Coke while frowning and reading slowly.

Well, Coke is so delicious, no wonder they all think of this thing as a gyokuro elixir.

"This story is not too common, it's not early, read another chapter and go to sleep."

Coo-goo-goo......

In the morning of Chengdu, when the rooster crowed and woke up, the maid tiptoed to the door of Liu Chan's bedroom, looked in through the window paper, but saw that the candle in Liu Chan's house was still not extinguished, and Liu Chan's slightly tired back was clearly reflected in the window.

"Childe didn't sleep all night......"

The maid decisively pushed the door in and said distressedly:

"Why is Childe working so hard, watch out for your body."

Liu Chan raised his head blankly, and when he saw the morning light shining in from outside, he couldn't help but say blankly:

"What time is it?"

"Back to Gongzi, it's already early days."

"Hey, time has passed, and it's terrifying!"

Maid:......

Liu Chan solemnly put away the book, got up and stretched hard,

Coupled with the time in the Internet café, he has stayed up for two all-nighters in a row.

When he stood up, he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Childe?!"

The maid hurriedly went up to help Liu Chan, Liu Chan was pale, slowly climbed onto the couch, and tried to stand up again.

But the soft collapse seemed to have a powerful magic force, and the moment it touched it, it set off a wave of sleepiness, so that Liu Chan could no longer resist, only to pick up the pillow and fall asleep.

The maid stood beside Liu Chan with a confused expression, and it took a long time to react, and hurriedly covered Liu Chan with a quilt.

On the school field, Zhuge Qiao and Ju Fu were already waiting quite anxiously.

Childe has been diligent in practicing these days, and he has never gotten up, but today it was late, which made several people feel a little uneasy.

Not long after, Liu Chan's personal maid hurriedly came and told Zhuge Qiao that Liu Chan had studied hard last night, and it seemed that he was sick, and now he was asleep.

Zhuge Qiao automatically filtered out the previous content, and when he heard that Liu Chan was sick, he quickly disbanded the team and ran back to the military division mansion to tell Zhuge Liang, who was also busy all night.

"Is Childe sick?

Quick, take me to see it! ”

Zhuge Liang has a high status and can enter Liu Chan's bedroom casually,

He took Zhuge Qiao, Jufu and Zhou Qun, who came to the Military Division's Mansion early in the morning to join in the fun, and went straight to General Zuo's Mansion.

Everyone hurried to Liu Chan's bedroom, only to see Liu Chan sleeping with a pillow in his arms, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Childe is fine."

Zhuge Liang asked everyone to wait at the door, walked up slowly, and first probed Liu Chan's snort, and saw that Liu Chan's breathing was calm and there was nothing abnormal, and he hummed and turned over, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

A false alarm, but it's okay.

Zhou Qun showed a slight contempt, and said in his heart that Liu Chan was so lazy, I really don't know why Haotian God would choose him to revive the Han Dynasty.

"What's wrong with Childe?" Zhuge Liang asked.

The maid didn't dare to hide it, and told the story of Liu Chan's homework and hard reading, until he entered the house by the mandate of heaven, and finally couldn't support it to fall asleep.

Hearing that Liu Chan was diligent in hard study, Zhuge Liang's face was a little kind,

He looked at Liu Chan's desk and saw that the desk was full of coke, instant noodles, and a red cardboard box, which faintly revealed a few red strips, which seemed to be some kind of food.

Zhou Qun saw the Coke can on the case from a distance, and his heart was pounding.

He didn't care about trespassing up and down, but boldly approached slowly, and said tentatively:

"Strategist, these things are really given by Haotian?"

Zhuge Liang said coldly:

"If you can make this, you won't."

"No, no, no," Zhou Qun hurriedly waved his hand, "I, I just, I just asked casually." ”

Zhuge Liang saw that there was still a strange-looking paper book on the desk, which was full of words, and his heart moved, knowing that this was the book that Liu Chan studied last night.

Liu Chan was blessed by God, and it was normal to give instant noodles, cola, and an extra book, but I don't know what kind of classic this book is.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Liang picked up the book casually and reverently started reading it slowly from the first page.

Then his body seemed to freeze.

Zhou Qun saw that Zhuge Liang did not abide by etiquette and casually flipped through Liu Chan's book of heaven, and he was cheeky and secretly leaned over, his eyes always staring at the red thing.

He is a famous god stick in Yizhou, and he has a lot of contact with people in Wudoumi, and he has long heard the legend of the elixir.

This thing has a strange aroma, and it is still a gift from God, maybe it is an immortal elixir.

Ignoring Zhuge Liang beside him, he carefully bent down and slowly stretched his fingers to the red strips in the red cardboard box on the desk.

"Captain Zhou, don't ......"

Ju Fu also wanted to say something to stop it, but Zhuge Qiao tugged at his cuffs and signaled not to do much.

The more God-given things Liu Chan revealed, the deeper Zhou Qun's awe of the Han family,

I don't mind if I think about it.

"No, this, if you are not mistaken, the bag is ...... But painted with a skeleton? ”

"Is there one?" Zhuge Qiao stretched his neck to look over, and really found that there was a skeleton pattern on it, which was not a good thing at first glance.

Zhou Qun took out the red strip from the bag, and seemed to have smelled an attractive aroma,

He boldly opened his mouth, slowly stuffed the strip into his mouth, and closed his eyes beautifully.

And then......

"Ahh......h

Zhou Qun's terrible screams were earth-shattering, he lay backwards on the ground like crazy, covered his cheeks and rolled back and forth on the ground, tears rolling out of pain.