The slender fingers pointed to the dense text on the notebook, and Yu Chen didn't know when he became a person standing beside her.

An Xia tilted her head and looked carefully at the introduction in the notebook.

A new batch of cultural relics came to the museum, all of which were transported from the Cultural Relics Garden, and she needed to supplement the information of the cultural relics one by one.

"No, what went wrong?" She came up according to the encyclopedia, and she had some doubts about Yu Chen's words, wondering if he was talking big.

"Here, the ancient bronze bell is a vessel of the Tang Dynasty, which was unearthed in the tomb of Tang Mingzong three years ago."

Yuchen has a wide range of historical knowledge, and when Anxia still has to check the manual, Yuchen can see what went wrong at a glance.

"I almost forgot you were an archaeologist."

Anxia is not surprised, calmly accepting the fact that she is not as good as people.

Yuchen sat on the sofa next to An Xia and chatted with her.

"Last month, did the XX Museum store a silk book?"

Anxia became vigilant, "How do you know? ”

The superficial information of the artefacts, such as the time of excavation and the type of excavation, is widely known to the public.

For the more in-depth, such as the storage time, only the museum staff knows, and the more valuable cultural relics are even known only to those with high-level permissions.

"In recent years, I have entered many ancient tombs, and the first cultural relics unearthed are silk books."

He made a cup of coffee and didn't forget to pour a cup for Anxia.

A leisurely scent permeates the space.

An Xia recalled that the person who was unearthed and found written on the information and cultural relics card in the museum was indeed Yu Chen.

"It now belongs to the state, to the museum."

"Well, have you heard, legend has it that the silk book is engraved with a treasure map, and as long as you have the silk book, you can get an inexhaustible treasure." Yu Chen's eyes were dark, he shook the cup in his hand, and he didn't drink it for a long time.

An Xia smiled, and her first reaction was to find it interesting, "Realistic modified version of One Piece? ”

The silk book is a second-class cultural relic, the first-class cultural relics abound in the exhibition hall, and the precious ones do not know how many, as Yu Chen said, how can they be placed in the warehouse of the cultural relics garden and not see the light of day for three years.

Yu Chen's eyebrows raised, "Since Roger died, I haven't seen One Piece again." ”

"Poof, you actually know this stalk."

She said, how could there be such a thing as a treasure map in this world, his joke was really funny.

Yuchen lazily drank the cold coffee in one gulp, and smiled meaningfully.

The two chatted for half an hour, and Yuchen found that although Anxia was shallow in terms of cultural relics knowledge, he was willing to work hard.

Outside of work, I often read some history books, but I look at her differently.

An Xia yawned, Yu Chen meowed, she glanced at her watch, "I almost forgot, you don't have much time." ”

She has to go to work tomorrow, and she quickly falls asleep with her cat in her arms.

Following.

Anxia stayed up too late and slept too late yesterday, and it was already eight o'clock when she woke up.

It took less than ten minutes to hurriedly brush my teeth and wash my face and apply makeup.

Squatting on the makeup cabinet, Yu Chen licked her paws, with the roughness of her face, she was not disfigured, and her skin was indeed thick.

"I'm about to be late, I'll go to work first, and the little ancestor will be taken care of by you."

Without giving Manjushri time to react, Anshya left.

"......" Manjushri fidgeted at the pair of dark blue cat eyes, smiled awkwardly, and thought for a moment to push over the porridge he hadn't drunk yet.

"Otherwise, Little Ancestor, you will drink me first?"

How could she see the contempt in a cat's eyes?!

Yuchen returned to the room alone.

The phone rang, and it was a message from the assistant.

"Brother Chen! I found out that Director Jiang did smuggle cultural relics, and he actually found the silk book you always wanted, this Director Jiang is really bold enough, these evidences are the same, even if he dies a hundred times, he can't afford to pay for it. ”

"You first have people buy the silk books, no matter how much it costs."

Once the cultural relics are in storage, it is difficult to come out again.

Strict control of bodyguards and ubiquitous monitoring can make people with bad intentions frightened.

Only in this way can we prevent cultural relics from being lost again.

Yuchen could not allow the silk book to be re-exiled in this way.

"Yes, Brother Chen."

Anxia was unsurprisingly five minutes late.

"Stop!"

Anxia turned around stiffly.

The curator has his hands behind his back, his majestic momentum oppresses people's nerves, and his sharp eyes are like eagles.

"Curator, I'm sorry, I'm late, it's my first time late, and I can guarantee it's my last time being late."

Anxia almost raised her hands and swore an oath.

But the curator ignored An Xia's words, and turned around and came with a faint voice, "Come in with me." ”

Anxia was apprehensive.

Even a stern lesson is better than saying nothing in silence like this.

"Starting today, you're being fired."

An Xia thought that she had made a mistake, and when she was trying to remember, she heard this sentence like a thunderbolt from the sky, and raised her head suddenly, "Why?!" ”

The curator leaned back in his chair and folded his hands, not a bit of a joke.

He took out a document from the drawer on the left, "This is the reason, I will not fire people for no reason." ”