Chapter 184： Warring States Bamboo Slips (on)

The one hundred and eighty-fourth chapter of the Warring States Bamboo Slips

Guo Tailai’s people and Chu Fei, how to deal with them, did not say that the black suits are also in their hearts, this is what they are allowed to dispose of. When I think of the human world like Chu Fei, the black suit is just like the fire.

The rustic owner Ali seems to have heard nothing, standing next to him like a deaf person. Daxie nodded secretly, this is the person who knows the time.

The van drove directly to the Peninsula Hotel. Yan Jie and Zhou Jie got off the bus. With the help of the doorman, the metal trolley case and five nylon bags were loaded into the room with the bag of the baggage.

When Guo Tailai got off the car and closed the door, it seemed that he did not say anything to anyone inadvertently: "The smuggling of major cultural relics is a great contribution."

After all, no matter what people heard, they went into the lobby.

The driver who drove the car blinked for a moment, then became normal, and drove away quickly.

On the way, Guo Tailai sat in the passenger seat, and it was easy to tell which driver was not. After saying two sentences, I know that the Cantonese-speaking Mandarin is also a fluent driver who is sure to be responsible for protecting one. This accent is too obvious.

Back to the room, Chu Fei did not even look at the gold bricks. I was very excited to open the nylon bags and see what was inside.

When I arrived at the hotel Guo Tailai, I didn't have to worry about it. If I lived in the Peninsula Hotel and was attacked, it would be too fancy.

The five bags weighed almost the same, Guo Tailai touched on the road, basically all wood chips or other. In one of the bags, there is a nano-robot that Guo Tailai dreams of carrying data.

The reason why it has not been absorbed yet is that Guo Tailai wants to determine what is attached to the nano-robot.

In front of themselves, Guo Tailai easily judged which bag he was in. Open, Guo Tailai and Chu Fei, they stunned, a bag of bamboo slips.

"Take those few open." Guo Tailai ordered Zhou Jie and Yan Jie. Zhou sister Yan Jie moves fast, and all of them are open.

Five nylon pockets, all of which are bamboo slips. There are a lot of attachments such as dirt on the top, and I will not be able to see what is written on it for a while. Even if I see it, I don’t know it. I don’t know if it’s Jinwen or Yiwen.

Nano robots are on one of them. Guo Tailai looked at these strange words and finally issued the instructions for absorption.

" Ten thousand nano robots sleep command issued!"

"Activation order is released!"

"Absorption order is issued!"

"Absorption.........5573..."

Close to hand, Guo Tailai's hand should touch the top, the speed of absorption is simply flying, but only two or three breaths are completely absorbed.

Don't worry about the loss of nano-robots, Guo Tailai began to wonder what these things are.

“How many of these bamboo slips?” Guo Tailai asked, seeing that Zhou Jie and Yan Jie had to turn over the numbers and hurriedly stopped: “Probably estimate that these are cultural relics and are very fragile.”

Chu Fei and Zhou Jie’s sisters estimated the number of these bamboo slips with great interest. Guo Tailai also pondered about it. There are almost five hundred in each bag, which adds up to two thousand four hundred and five hundred.

Xiangjiang, bamboo slips, two thousand four hundred and five hundred pieces, Guo Tailai seems to have a little concept in his mind, but this is not related to machinery or military work, Guo Tailai's impression is not particularly profound. But after careful thought for a while, a word suddenly broke into the mind of Guo Tailai: "Shui Mujian!"

Guo Tailai was pleasantly surprised. Shuimujian was donated to his alma mater by a senior student of Shuimu University in July 2008. It was confirmed by carbon 14 that Shuimujian is a cultural relic in the middle and late Warring States, and the style of writing is mainly Chu. The total number of Jane is about 2,500. A small number of broken Jane is a large number in the Bamboo Slips of the Warring States discovered so far. Shuimujian was buried underground before the Qin Dynasty. Without the influence of the Burning Book and Confucianism, it was able to maximize the original appearance of the ancient Qin dynasty. Studying them helps to understand the initial appearance and development of Chinese culture.

Yes, it is only in this way that it carries the major historical relics recorded by civilization, and it will be worth the nano robot attached to it.

These bamboo slips are obviously not long after they have been dug out of the soil. They have not been cleaned and protected. This is not enough. Guo Tailai picked up the hotel phone and wanted to call Zhao Xiangbei.

Just want to dial, Guo Tailai suddenly thought of a problem. If you assign Zhao Xiangbei to yourself, then with the relationship between Zhao Xiangbei and Yanda’s history department, the research work on the repair and arrangement of these bamboo slips may be handed over to the history department of Yanda, then Shuimujian may be called Yanda. Jane, this can't be done.

Although the date is advanced, Guo Tailai can never allow this to happen. It is related to the honor of the alma mater. Of course, it is also related to Guo Tailai’s thought of a small farmer’s small farmer. Guo Tailai decided not to call Zhao Xiangbei, but to call the president of Shuimu University.

Sorry, Guo Tailai, the brother who later donated Shuimu Jane, took the lead.

The phone was dialed to the principal's office and no one answered. Guo Tailai remembered this, the headmaster should get off work. So he could only call Professor Wang Li, and he was transferred to the private phone of President Wang through Professor Wang.

President Wang’s phone was quickly picked up. Guo Tailai heard the familiar voice of President Wang: “Hey, I am Wang Dazhong, who?”

Guo Tailai rushed to report to his home. He thought that the principal would not remember who he was. When he wanted to explain it, the result only said a name. The principal asked with a smile: "It’s fat! Is there something?"

"What do you remember about the principal?" Guo Tailai was a little surprised. If you are in constant contact, the principal remembers that he still said that he has graduated from school for a year and a half. The principal still remembers it. It is really flattering.

"While you graduated, I still hear your name these days." The headmaster laughed very **** the phone. The new projects of the Department of Chemical Engineering, Fine Instruments, and Materials are all related to Guo Tailai, and they are all big projects with bright prospects. I can forget that he has such a characteristic fat man: "Is it better recently?"

"Thank you, the principal is concerned. I am very good!" Guo Tailai replied quickly.

After the chilling, the principal asked Guo Tailai about the business, so it was not a trivial matter to call his personal phone so late.

Guo Tailai said the things he had discovered in the Warring States Bamboo Slips, and then said that he wanted to donate to his alma mater, hope that his alma mater would accept it, and hope that his alma mater could contact some experts to protect and clean these bamboo slips.

“Our school history department has been restored in 1993.” Hearing that Guo Tailai was worried that his alma mater did not have enough historical experts, President Wang couldn’t help but smile: “The experts still have a batch. The bamboo slips you said are very important, I Send people as soon as possible."