Time slowly passed.
The sun was burning in the sky.
Soon, the ink on the calligraphy was dried.
Pei Yu looked up.
The sun in the sky was so bright that people could not open their eyes.
"Teacher Huang, Sister Zifeng."
"The weather is a little hot now. Everyone, come in and sit down!”
Hearing this.
Teacher Huang and the others also looked up.
He could not help but nod.
It was only afternoon.
There was no rush to eat.
There was still plenty of time at night.
At this moment.
Under Pei Yu's lead.
Teacher Huang, Zifeng, and a few program team staff.
They followed Pei Yu into the living room.
"This is the place where my family receives guests.”
"Everyone, please take a seat."
"I'll go make tea for you."
Pei Yu introduced.
At the same time, he opened the door.
A faint sandalwood scent wafted over.
"This is…"
The moment he entered.
Teacher Huang and the others were stunned.
In the middle of the living room.
There was a huge bookshelf.
It was full of books.
At a glance, there were at least two to three thousand books.
It was dazzling.
However, the strange thing was…
"This book doesn't seem to be the kind of printed book sold outside, right?”
Zifeng said after looking at it.
"Definitely not."
"These are all thread-bound books."
"Look, the page is very old. If you look carefully at the dark yellow color between the pages, it can't be easily dyed.”
"If I'm not wrong, it should be quite old!”
Teacher Huang's expression was solemn.
At the same time, he explained.
On top of the bookshelf was a large black box.
It looked a little strange.
At this moment.
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room.
They also appeared non-stop.
"Aiya, Mom, I've never seen so many books in my life!”
"Same as above! Don't say that I'm pretentious, I'm about to have trypophobia!”
"Motherf * cker! There are so many books that my entire family can be filled with!”
"Friends, after reading so many books, I suddenly realized that no wonder Pei Yu is so outstanding!”
"These books look so old! Moreover, Teacher Huang said that these were all sewn. Could they all be antiques?”
"That's really possible! However, they were all antiques. How much were these books worth? Just what kind of family could possess it?”
At this moment.
Teacher Huang, who loved traditional culture.
His interest was piqued.
He immediately walked over.
"Pei Yu, can I read these books?”
Pei Yu nodded." Of course. Books are meant for people to read. Uncle Huang, feel free to read them."”
Teacher Huang couldn't help but rub her hands.
He carefully took out a Guwen Guanzhi from the bottom of the bookshelf.
He flipped it gently.
Then, he looked at it.
"When I was studying, I liked to read ancient books…"
Every time he flipped a page.
Teacher Huang was even more surprised.
The paper of this book was very tough.
It was just like the window paper in a famous historical site.
Could it be…it was really a historical site?
At the thought of this.
"Xiaoyu, can I call my friend and let him read this book?" he asked tentatively.”
Pei Yu said casually,"Uncle Huang, please go ahead. It's fine as long as you don't ruin the book."”
"Good!"
Teacher Huang was overjoyed.
He really wanted to know now.
Were these books in front of him ancient books?
Now was the perfect opportunity to resolve the doubts in his heart.
In addition, he usually liked these things.
He had also made many friends.
One of them was an ancient book expert called Sun Liang.
This person was the director of the Huaxia Museum.
In the field of ancient books, he was definitely the most cutting-edge expert!
Let him take a look.
There was probably no mistake.
At the thought of this.
Teacher Huang took out her phone and dialed a number.
Beep, beep…
A moment later.
The video call was connected.
"Teacher Huang, aren't you recording a program? Why do you have time to call me?"
Sun Liang asked curiously.
Teacher Huang smiled." I found a few books here. Quick, let me take a look. Are they ancient books or old things?"”
"I can't. I'm busy training the librarian now.”
Sun Liang refused.
"Alright then…"
Teacher Huang felt a little regretful.
He knew.
Sun Liang had a stubborn personality and always kept his word.
As they spoke.
Gu Wen Guan Zhi in his hand flashed in front of the camera.
"Wait…"
Sun Liang seemed to have seen something.
He said excitedly.
"Take a closer look at the book in your hand!”
Teacher Huang was stunned.
Didn't you say you didn't want to watch?
Soon after.
He still took it and held it in front of the camera.
"Let me see…"
Sun Liang pushed up his glasses.
He had even forgotten that he needed to give a lecture.
He stared at the book.
From time to time, he would ask Teacher Huang to flip through it.
He muttered to himself.
"The page is slightly white and translucent. It should be peach blossom paper used in the Qing Dynasty.”
"The original is rough and black."
"A lot of words have changed. It should be to avoid…"
Sun Liang watched for a full ten minutes.
Teacher Huang could not sit still anymore.
"Old Sun, is this true or false? Tell me!”
Sun Liang took a few more glances.
After that.
"Really!" He nodded seriously.
"This is a real ancient book!"
"If I'm not wrong, this book should have been hand-copied during the late Qing Dynasty!”
"Definitely authentic!"
"I just don't know how many of these ancient books do you have?”
Sun Liang said excitedly.
He did not expect this.
It was just a program recording, and Teacher Huang actually found an ancient book!
Hearing Sun Liang's words.
Teacher Huang smiled.
How many books?
He aimed the camera lens at the bookshelf next to him.
"This…"
Sun Liang saw the scene before him.
Then, his eyes widened.
His breathing quickened.
After a long time.
Only then did he spit out a word with difficulty.
"F…F * ck!"
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