"Happy New Year!"

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, all people are still immersed in the joy of the New Year, and Professor Huang is no exception. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a well-known expert in paleographic survey in the country, he brought out a lot of students from all walks of life, although many of them have no news after graduation, but there are also many people who will send a blessing to this teacher during the New Year.

However, because the major he teaches is really too unpopular, even if it is a well-known expert, the welfare package is average, and those students come with a gift of a few hundred yuan each.

So now, looking at the luxurious gifts worth hundreds of thousands in front of him, he really couldn't react.

I am a poor teacher, and I don't know what kind of medicine this eldest lady sells in the gourd.

Ji Ruoxi and Ji Dong of Greenland Real Estate, although Professor Huang is just a scholar and has never been ignorant of outside affairs, he has heard of this kind of female middle school.

It's just that in any case, he didn't expect that such a billionaire would come to him to pay New Year's greetings.

After all, the two of them are completely incompatible, okay!

Xu saw his doubts, and Miss Ji spoke first.

"Fauber! Please show it to Professor Huang! ”

The old butler quickly took out a rosewood box from his bosom and opened it.

Inside the box, a roll of quaint bamboo slips is placed inside, judging from the shape of the bamboo slips and the value of this box, it is estimated that it is at least a thousand years old.

Professor Huang only reacted at this time.

It turned out that he was looking for a translator.

As an expert in ancient Chinese, he often encounters some people who take some historical sites to translate, but those people are not as generous as Miss Ji.

Because he is only an expert in the Chinese language, not an expert in identification.

Those appraisal experts who give certificates to those antique pricing certificates or something, can get a lot of oil and water, so the gifts they receive are naturally worth a lot of money.

And he is different, others take ancient books or Zhong Ding or something to him for translation, basically know the age and year, those words can be translated best, if they can't be translated, it will not affect the selling price, of course, they will not give him much benefit.

"At this time, the little woman bought an ancient bamboo slip last time in the fog capital Subis, and she was a little curious about the things recorded on it, I don't know if Professor Huang can solve the puzzle!" Ji Ruoxi smiled and took out the bamboo slip from the box and spread it on the table.

Professor Huang's heart dripped blood when he saw it, this is too ignorant of caring for ancient books, it is simply a tyrannical thing.

You must know that this kind of bamboo slip is an antiquity of more than 2,000 years at first glance, and she actually took it directly with her hands, which is really a crime!

But he also knew that this thing was bought by someone else, and even if the other party took it to light the fire, he would only have a share of it.

For him, studying ancient texts is not only a means of survival, but also a kind of fun, otherwise, who has nothing to do to learn this thing, how good it is to run to learn to identify antiques, and the money made by that thing is gone.

Besides, the other party took out such a generous gift, which was reasonable and reasonable, and Professor Huang couldn't refuse.

So, he put on the white gloves he used for work, took out his magnifying glass, and began to study it word by word.

Ji Ruoxi also knew that it would take a lot of time to study this thing, so he was not in a hurry, so he sat on the chair and picked up a cup of coffee and waited slowly.

This bamboo slip is indeed an antiquity from a thousand years ago, but the words on it are not original.

She found a master carver and replaced a few of the bamboo slips, and then the carved content on those bamboo slips was copied from the "Yin Yang Ghost Sutra" in Li Qingyuan's body.

To be a slave to the master is to put the master's interests first.

Master Li originally just said something casually when he was chatting, and the eldest lady immediately remembered it, and then found a craftsman overnight to make this thing.

The content of the ghost book naturally can't be known to others, but if it is up to Li Qingyuan to study it himself, then it will be studied until the Year of the Monkey?

So getting someone to consult is the quickest way.

I think that Li Qingyuan didn't think about finding someone to ask, but Professor Huang almost saw the clues, and he was so frightened that he directly hid the scriptures from then on, and no one dared to say it.

If he hadn't known that Ji Ruoxi would never betray himself now, I'm afraid he would still bury this thing in his heart!

The same thing, a different person has a completely different effect.

At that time, Master Li was just a poor student, and suddenly Professor Huang discovered these ancient characters, so he must trace their origins, and if he comes and goes, he will be exposed.

And now, Miss Ji has no worries about this at all.

The bamboo slip was bought for her real money, although it was said that part of it was replaced by the middle of the day, but no one could understand this thing.

Besides, the old lady is rich, and the old lady can spend it as much as she wants, who dares to say half a word?

Of course, all of the texts that were copied and engraved were arranged in a shuffled order, and only a third of the contents of the ghost book were copied.

In this way, even if Professor Huang really sees what is boring, he will definitely not be able to think of any problems.

She sipped the fragrant tea slowly, and waited for two or three hours before Professor Huang got up from the table.

For an old man who is almost 70 years old, working for such a long time is really unbearable.

"Professor Huang has worked hard!" Miss Ji smiled, and then handed over a 100,000 yuan shopping card from Yitong Plaza.

After all, for literati, it is a bit too vulgar to send money directly!

"It's useless, Miss Ji's card, Huang really doesn't dare to accept it!" Although he wanted to take the card into his arms, Professor Huang still refused.

"This bamboo slip is very strange, originally it began to be engraved with the text of the Chu State during the Warring States Period, and the record is the life of King Huai, but halfway through, the text has changed!"

"Huh!" Ji Ruoxi pretended to be a little surprised and asked:

"So what kind of text can you figure out?"

"This!" Professor Huang thought for a moment before he said:

"If the old decay is not wrong, this should be the Wu Zhuwen of the ghost side in the Yin Shang period."

It's good to have eyebrows! Miss Ji was overjoyed, as long as she knew what the text was, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find someone to interpret it!

She hurriedly stuffed the card into Professor Huang's hand.

"Where, Professor Huang can help solve doubts, it has already been a great help, it seems that the 20 million invested by the little girl this time can be earned!"

Professor Huang gasped, these rich people are really good at playing, and they dare to buy blindly without even knowing the words, 20 million, he is afraid when he thinks about it.

"So I don't know, what professor can decipher this kind of text now?"

Seeing that he accepted his card, Ji Ruoxi began to ask.