After Long Zai Tian had dinner, he saw that everyone was still discussing the specific strategy and matters to take note of, so he prepared to go back to his room to rest. In the end, he was forced to play cards by his cousins in the clan. To be honest, he was not addicted to cards, but he was quite good at it. They were playing mahjong. The way of playing in Mountain City was known as the reverse hand. If it was a house of cards, one had to pay for the house, and if it was a house of cards, one had to pay for the house of cards. In any case, if one had a house of cards, it meant that the game was over. Then, they shuffled the cards and started the next round. It was different from CD Mahjong, where it was a bloody battle to the end. The first three players had to win before the game was over. At the end, it would take a long time to settle the accounts. In Liu Yi's own words, it took more time to settle accounts than to play cards. It was too troublesome.
He played until midnight. Long Zaitian was lucky like in his previous life and won about 30 yuan. After this, there was only one round left for the next table. The winning and losing of the Golden Flower was relatively big. Looking at the situation with the last round left, Big Cousin Zhou Xiaobo won a lot. Everyone watching at the side said that he had won at least a hundred. The last round did not cause any waves. The entertainment for the night ended here. A few people who lost money invited them to continue fighting the next day.
Long Zai Tian didn't sleep in the side room, but in the side room of the main house. It was the bedroom of Long Zai Tian's second great grandfather when they first separated. Later, after Long Zai Tian's father and his mother got married, they gradually expanded the side room and his own main room. The original main room was strictly called the main room.
Perhaps it was because he had just been reborn not long ago, and he was already used to the bed with the mattress, Long Zaitian could not sleep no matter what. Squeezing with him was Second Uncle's second son, Second Cousin Long Zai An. She was indeed tired today, probably because she had to attend to many banquets. He was still energetic when he was playing cards just now, but now he was snoring loudly on the bed. His snoring was deafening, like thunder in spring. Long Zai Tian, who was not asleep to begin with, found it even harder to fall asleep under the influence of his snoring.
Long Zai Tian was lying on the bed, his body was turning left and right, but he could not fall asleep no matter how hard he tried. Perhaps it was because he had just been reborn, but Long Zaitian could not sleep no matter what. Helplessly, he could only think about his future plans. However, no matter how much he thought about it, he could not find any clues. In addition, he was too young, so no one would necessarily listen to him. It seemed that he still had to act smarter in front of everyone in the future and let the elders pay attention to him.
Right at this moment, an idea flashed through Long Zaitian's mind. He suddenly thought of the most important problem. In his previous life, the ancestral treasures and blueprints of his family's library had been discovered by a spy planted by the Li family in the Long family's ancestral house in a tattered book and stolen to the Li family. In the end, the Li family obtained the treasures and resources, causing the Li family's military strength to increase greatly. Then, half a year later, they used force to deal with the Long family's higher-ups. Fortunately, his great-grandfather and grandfather used a forbidden technique to get the people from the national public security and army to come. That was why the Long family was not exterminated, but after that, the remaining members of the family were also deprived of their inner strength. Only Long Zaitian himself escaped this disaster because he went out to play.
Thinking of this, Long Zai Tian shuddered in his heart. No, I have to hurry up and find this blueprint.
Long Zaitian did what he said and immediately put it into action. It just so happened that he wasn't sleeping in the side room today. Instead, he was sleeping in the study of the ancestral house behind the main house.
Helplessly, she got out of bed. The moonlight outside the window penetrated the room through the gaps between the branches, and everything in the room was bright. In the room where his grandfather used to live, there was a huge bookshelf filled with books.
In his previous life, Long Zai Tian was quite mischievous when he was young. He took some books from the book and wanted to tear the pages and fold them into paper cannons. Those who grew up in the 1980s should know how to make paper cannons. Making paper cannons was one of the classic childhood games of the 1980s. The game was very simple. It was to fold paper into squares, called paper cannons. Using one's own paper cannon to beat the other party's paper cannon, one would win the other party's paper cannon. He had once been madly fascinated. How could he not be secretly happy when he saw a book that could make paper cannons? However, Long Zaitian was also unlucky at that time. Just as he was about to reach out, he was caught red-handed by his father who came back from farming outside. He was even eaten with fried bamboo shoots and meat (punished by bamboo strips).
As he grew older and liked literature, he was able to take down some books to read. At that time, he realized that his second grandfather had a very rich collection of books on his bookshelf. There were the four ancient classics, Water Margins, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, and Dream of the Red Chamber. There were also some professional books that his grandfather used for work and some strange books. There were also chess games, chess manuals, symptoms of Chinese medicine, and treatment prescriptions.
Since she couldn't fall asleep, she looked at her second brother who was sleeping soundly. With the kerosene lamp on, she leaned against the bookshelf and casually took out some books to read. However, he had read many books when he was young. Now, he could still remember certain details in some books clearly. It was meaningless to read them over and over again.
Long Zai Tian picked out the books that had not been touched before and started reading them. After a while, he took out a large pile of books from the bookshelf and returned them one by one. It wasn't that he didn't want to read it, but the books he opened were all related professional technical books that his second grandfather had brought back from the steel factory when he was still alive. It would be strange if he could understand them, so he could only return them to their original places.
Unknowingly, the books that Long Zai Tian was reading had all reached the top layer. He hadn't grown tall when he was young, so he basically hadn't touched the books on the top layer. Now, they were covered with a thick layer of dust. At this moment, he did not want to do it anymore. He was already sleeping. If he made dust fly everywhere and his body dirty, how would he sleep later?
Long Zai Tian turned around and returned to the bed, preparing to lie down and sleep. However, Second Brother's snoring came again. Unlike other people's snoring, Second Brother's snoring was completely irregular and loud. It was really impossible to fall asleep. Sigh, if she had known earlier, she wouldn't have shared a bed with him.
He looked at his watch. It was almost one o'clock. Lying on the bed and listening to his second brother's snoring, she felt a wave of irritation in her heart. The temperature that was originally still a little warm, lying on the bed, she felt her entire body heat up and sweat. In the end, he still felt that it was a little cooler, so he leaned against the bookshelf. He did not care about the dust on the books and casually took out a book to flick the dust off the surface of the book.
The book he took out this time was a thread-bound book. The cover of the book was slightly yellow. Under the dim white light, he carefully looked at the name of the book. Long Zai Tian found that this book had suffered a certain degree of moth damage, and the name was not complete. After reading for a long time, he could make out a word, something sutra. He flipped it open and roughly read it. It was relatively complete, and the handwriting was relatively clear. After reading a few pages, he found that it was teaching knowledge related to crop cultivation. He was a little surprised. There were books in ancient times that taught people how to cultivate. There seemed to be a few. The representative work should be the Ming Dynasty's "Heavenly Works". Part of it was about the cultivation techniques of food crops. However, he did not find such a book in the history course.
This had completely piqued Long Zai Tian's curiosity. He put the book aside and continued to search through the books on the shelf. In the end, the books on the shelf seemed to be of a certain age. Most of them were thread-bound. Including the first book that was drawn, there were three books with the same cover style. The other two books were also well-preserved, and the titles were also clearly visible. The names were also the same, Shennong Scripture.
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