Chapter 167: If it can't be repaired, it will be sentenced to several years
ââŠâŠ Where's the dinner you promised? â
"We'll go out to eat when it's over, and we'll pick you up and wash the dust."
Catch the wind and wash the dust......
Jian Xingzhou accepted this explanation.
He thought of Zuo Youyou saying just now, "I am waiting for you here", and his heart settled.
It's obviously the real hammer of love.
Jian Xingzhou followed Zuo Youyou and pushed the door into the conference room, and the people sitting inside turned their heads in unison.
Jian Xingzhou looked at a room full of people and takeaways arranged in rows on the table: "......? â
Bai Xin Shu was beckoning, "What else do you want to eat?" Huaxia Shulin can be ordered. I'm sorry for you today, so be sure to eat enough. â
Jian Xingzhou glanced at Zuo Youyou with difficulty.
Once Huaxia Shulin orders a table full of sumptuous takeaways, it basically means that he has to stay up late.
Zuo Youyou patted Jian Xingzhou and said firmly:
"Tomorrow, in the morning, we will eat something good and wash the dust for you."
Jian Xingzhou numbly put his luggage on the ground: "Zuo Youyou, I suspect that you are trying to capture the past." â
Zuo Youyou shook his head: "I am a staunch cultivator, and I want to train you into a qualified migrant worker without working hard." I hope that every Jian Xingzhou can meet a good friend like me at work. â
Jian Xingzhou was furious: "I will never believe you again, I am a proud man, you have lost me, understand?" â
Zuo Youyou perfunctory: "Hmm." â
Jian Xingzhou took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.
He doesn't care about women in love.
Jian Xingzhou carefully identified the people in the conference room, his eyes skimmed over the tool bag on the side, and finally fell on Master Qian, who was immersed in hard work.
Master Money?
Jian Xingzhou quickly pulled Zuo Youyou aside, and asked in a low voice, "What basket did you stab?" â
Zuo Youyou's heart drifted with his eyes: "What do you call me stabbing Lou Zi?" â
Jian Xingzhou looked at the conference room again, and then saw Xiao Huang beside Master Qian.
Xiao Huang, Master of Cultural Relics Conservation.
"You still said you didn't stab Lou Zi! Which ancient book did you break?! â
Zuo Youyou escaped defeat and said tremblingly: "The Property Status of Respected Patrick Jaerson and the Process of Repayment of the Estate" ......"
Jian Xingzhou was confused for a moment, and his face relaxed.
He stroked his chest: "Thank God, you didn't break the golden text, the one I borrowed from the national map, and it was sentenced to five years if it was broken." â
Jian Xingzhou asked: "How many years did you break this book?" â
Zuo Youyou's face turned white, and a row of question marks slowly rose above his head.
The two men were silent for a while, and then turned their heads to look into the conference room.
Just now, Xiao Huang looked up and looked at the two of them. He let out a "huh" and walked out happily: "Teacher Zuo!" Teacher Jane! â
The three of them were about the same age, standing together and chatting.
"I'm now working with Master Qian as a restoration assistant." Xiao Huang said, "The restoration knowledge learned in books is not the same thing as the actual restoration. â
"For example?" Zuo Youyou was curious.
"For example, the cost of repair." Xiao Huang said sadly, "When I was studying, no teacher taught us, where did the repair cost come from." â
Zuo Youyou looked at Jian Xingzhou and pouted secretly, knowing that he was guilty of literary and artistic diseases, and it was estimated that this would be vulgar in his heart.
Zuo Youyou and Xiao Huang exchanged heads and ears in a low voice: "How did our leaders exchange this repair job this time?" â
Xiao Huang also whispered: "Help us upload the photocopied ancient books to the online ancient book library for free, and also include the maintenance in the next few years." He sighed, "You Bai are really a kind person." â
Yes.
Bai Xinshu actually used Chen Wei's online ancient books to sell favors.
is really worthy of being a feudal official.
Zuo Youyou choked for a moment, and was so embarrassed that his toes rubbed out of sparks on the ground.
She looked at Xiao Huang with a pure face, and said insincerely: "Ah, he is a good person." â
Xiao Huang nodded violently.
Zuo Youyou still wanted to say something more, but Master Qian had already called Xiao Huang back: "Come here and register." â
Xiao Huang smiled apologetically at Zuo Youyou, and ran back to the conference room in small steps.
In the conference room, the takeaway has been removed, the table top is as bright as a mirror, the blue cloth bag is completely spread out, and the broken pages are solemnly presented to everyone by Zuo Youyou.
Xiao Huang opened the laptop, and Master Qian instructed:
"Registration. "The Property Status of Respected Patrickson and the Process of Inheritance Compensation", Republic of China lead print. The binding is in the form of four eyeliners. â
"The exact engraving date is probably between 1937 and 1939. There are a lot of water stains in the middle of the inner page, mold stains on the cover, and unidentified white crystals. â
"The whole book is badly damaged, the paper is brittle, and there are traces of repair by three predecessors."
"Is the latest artificial tinkering new?" Bai Xinshu asked.
Master Qian squinted, and after a while, he said, "It's very new, it happened in a year." â
"Within a year?" Zuo Youyou thought for a while and asked, "Hasn't it been in recent months?" â
"It's not." Master Qian said, "About half a year ago. â
Zuo Youyou and Bai Xinshu glanced at each other.
"So, in fact, when Song Chen got his hands on it, there was a bit of a problem with this book." Zuo Youyou said to Bai Xinshu, "Song Chen was tricked by the auction house, is it possible?" â
Bai Xinshu nodded.
Master Qian continued: "The insect moth and weathering are serious, and the dust and floating mold are serious. The wire-mounted part is completely shattered and cannot be repaired. â
"Can't be repaired?"
Master Qian pondered for a moment, and then carefully studied the debris of the thread binding part for a while.
Zuo Youyou didn't dare to come out, held his breath, and secretly observed Master Qian's face.
Finally, Master Qian raised his head.
"It's more difficult." This time there was some leeway in his words.
A glimmer of hope rose in Zuo Youyou's heart: "Is that still possible?" â
Master Qian said cautiously, "It is not recommended that you expect too much. â
Zuo Youyou is already a mature workplace chicken, and she thinks she has learned to be quiet on her face.
Jian Xingzhou stabbed her: "Don't act so frustrated, you pay attention to expression management, and have more trust in Master Qian." â
Zuo Youyou took a picture of his face with his phone screen in disbelief.
She gave up on expression management and collapsed her face. JPGã
Xiao Huang Lisuo clicked the mouse a few times, and the printer slowly spit out a few pieces of paper. Xiao Huang trotted all the way and respectfully held the paper in front of Master Qian, who glanced at it and handed it to Zuo Youyou.
Zuo Youyou: ?
Xiao Huang reminded her: "Sign." â
Bai Xinshu said: "After signing the letter, I will ask you to settle the bill." â
Zuo Youyou's eyes darkened, looking at the long list of questions on it, as if what he saw was not words, but the cost of his own burning.
She trembled the tip of her pen, and she couldn't fall any way.
Bai Xinshu said in time: "The department will help you share half of it." â
Zuo Youyou waved his pen and signed his name with momentum.
Xiao Huang began to number the leaves, and Master Qian pulled Bai Xin Shu to a meeting with the others.