"The newspaper clippings for the Imperial City News are in Chinese, and the rest are in Korean." Zuo Youyou looked at it carefully.

Bai Xinshu glanced at the Korean newspaper clippings: "These Korean newspaper clippings are from Dong-A Ilbo, and the time is concentrated in 1923 and 1924. Although the number of newspaper clippings is small, it is relatively well preserved. ”

Zuo Youyou's eyes flashed by the aura of the scholar, and he was in awe.

He actually knew Korean!

"Only a little." Bai Xinshu could see what Zuo Youyou was thinking.

"That's pretty good, too!" Zuo Youyou has never been stingy with his rainbow fart.

"Not either." Bai Xinshu coughed, pretending to be calm, but there was still a little smile on his face.

He gently lifted a page of film, the corners of the newspaper clippings slightly upturned, and he looked closely, "...... This newspaper clipping has a layer of paper as a backing, and this backing paper is stiff and of good quality. These newspaper clippings, after they were originally cut, should have been pasted on a special 'newspaper clipping book', indicating that the newspaper clippers at that time attached great importance to the news of the Wantaihe. ”

"The newspaper clippings are the handwritten ledgers of that time." Zuo Youyou said casually.

Bai Xinshu smiled: "If you look at the price and function, it is indeed about the same. Judging from the clippings themselves, the descendants of the owners of the clippings cut out these clippings from the clippings book and sealed them in a photo album before they became what we see today. ”

The cypress gently covered the clippings with the film and scraped it through the edges of her fingers. His fingers were slender and jointed, brushing gently across the page.

Good-looking people are even good-looking on their fingers. Zuo Youyou was hit by the beauty crit again, and his face turned red.

…… It's good to wear a mask.

Zuo Youyou spit on himself frantically in his heart, and quickly focused:

"What are these newspaper clippings talking about?"

Bai Xinshu looked at it carefully for a long time, and his face slowly sank.

"Some advertisements for Wantaihe, and ......" he wanted to say but stopped.

"What else?" Zuo Youyou asked.

Bai Xinshu hesitated.

Dong-A Ilbo, August 15, 1924, p. 2. The gist of it is: Bai Chengkun enjoys international treatment with money, and in addition to his wife, he married a Japanese woman named Maba Umeko as a concubine. ”

"Bai Chengkun is?"

"Bai Jiesheng's second son, the elder brother of the old man Daishi."

Zuo Youyou tilted his head: "It's not a glorious thing, why is the Chen family collecting this newspaper clipping?" ”

"It's kind of weird." The cypress muttered to himself.

Strange, why did the Chen family deliberately collect this newspaper clipping?

The scandal dealt a big blow to the reputation of the Vantae Ho in North Korea, and even affected the revenue of the Vantae Ho. The Chen family's Wantai is one of the shareholders of Wantaihe, and its income has also been greatly affected.

It is reasonable that the Chen family does not want to see this news, so why collect this news?

It doesn't make sense.

It seems that he still has to go home and ask his elders to find out what happened to the Bai family a hundred years ago.

But......

Bai Xinshu frowned with a headache when he thought of the cold and hateful elder relationship in the family.

Zuo Youyou pondered: "The elder brother of the old man Daishi married a Japanese woman as a concubine, and this evidence is not beneficial to the Xinling dispute at all. Britain has already adduced evidence that the old man Daishi has a close relationship with the Japanese, and now this newspaper seems to verify this point even more. ”

She paused, and asked sneakily, "Can't you let the British know about this, can you hide it?" ”

Bai Xinshu sighed and glared at Zuo Youyou.

He closed the album, sealed it in a file bag, and put it in his bag: "What to hide, the British must have known for a long time." These North Korean newspapers are not secrets, and they must be included in Kyujanggak in South Korea. ”

“…… All right. ”

"What the North Koreans say is only a one-sided truth." Bai Xinshu's voice was rarely emotional, "After all, based on cultural differences and historical prejudices, if the British put forward their opinions based on these North Korean news, it will be very biased." ”

Zuo Youyou said: "Half of the truth is tantamount to a lie. ”

Bai Xinshu agreed: "This sentence is true. Half of the truth is tantamount to a lie. The news of the North Koreans is only half of the truth, and it is only based on their one-sided statements that they draw conclusions, and this conclusion must also be a lie! ”

He looked at Zuo Youyou solemnly: "That's why someone needs to sort out the account books of Wantaihe." Only through this may we know what really happened back then. ”

Zuo Youyou once again felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulder, and nodded solemnly: "I will sort it out carefully." ”

The two men split up again and searched for it.

By the time everything was cleaned up, the two didn't have much to gain.

"What's this one you're taking?" Bai Xinshu asked.

“…… A private bookkeeping. Zuo Youyou handed over a brittle notebook.

Bai Xinshu glanced at it casually, and the handwriting on the notebook was either with a pen, or with a brush, or with a pencil, all of which were vertical without punctuation.

The page in front of him reads "1933 Balance of Revenues and Expenditures"

"January income:

On the 21st, Sun Haibo 10, Qin and Han Jinwen 2 19.2, Philology 10 24; On the 25th, Wang Wujian 600, Xixia Daopai 100, salary 163.8, Manulife Insurance 68, Wu Yuanjunshu 10, Ye Cishu 30. Total: 963.8

January Expenditures:

2nd, Hong Kong ship 4; 3rd, Shanghai Ship 60; 6th, car 1; 7th, clothing 118; On the 8th, book 2.7, on the 9th, book 5.5, toys and other toys 15.8, second-class tickets 54.5, on the 10th, carrying luggage, etc. 4.3, on the 11th, the meal fee was 2.5, on the 12th, the tea room 2, on the 17th, the bird 2.6, and the sequel ancient relics 7.7......

February Earnings ......"

Bai Xinshu checked the cover, and there was a vague "National Diary" printed on the cover, and there was a small line underneath:

Printed by the Commercial Press.

"There is no punctuation in the vertical line, and judging from the writing habits, it is a person from a hundred years ago." Bai Xinshu flipped through the contents lightly, "This book is full of private bookkeeping, and it doesn't mean much. ”

"The handwriting feels familiar." Zuo Youyou was distracted.

It was very familiar, and the handwriting of the diary she found in the warehouse of Huaxia Shulin was almost the same.

Suddenly, a possibility broke into Zuo Youyou's heart, and her voice trembled with excitement all of a sudden:

"Boss!! Is it possible that this is Mr. Daishi's handwriting!! ”

Who is the Chosen One!

It's her! Zuo Youyou!

Zuo Youyou's eyes lit up with joy by his own brain, and after waiting for twenty-five years, she finally did!

It became!

Woman! Host! Horn!

Bai Xinshu looked at her calmly: "No. ”

Zuo Youyou was splashed head-on by a bucket of cold water, dying: "There is no trace of similarity? ”

Bai Xinshu said coldly: "It's not similar at all. ”

Bai Xinshu called up the words of the old man Daishi from his mobile phone, enlarged it, and pointed it to Zuo Youyou.

The handwriting is completely different.

Zuo Youyou remembered the nameless diary he found from the warehouse, and looked up at the sky with sadness: "The TV series is really a lie, only the protagonist will find the key materials from the beginning!" ”

Seeing that Zuo Youyou was so sad and angry, Bai Xinshu comforted her: "...... If you like it, you can take it back with you, it doesn't take up space. ”

Zuo Youyou hesitated, remembering that the handwriting of these private bookkeeping was exactly the same as the diary he was compiling, and still sealed it into the file bag.