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Chapter 122 Gas (for Subscription)

The news about Mawangdui Group Leader Qin has not been released, and he does not want the media to report too much on the Mawangdui ancient tomb, lest more tomb robbers come.

But how could this young man know the condition of the outer layer of white plaster mud?
Is it?

Team leader Qin couldn't help becoming angry when he thought of this, he stepped forward and said angrily, "Did you sneak to the excavation site!"

Chuhe picked up one of the photos on the table speechlessly: "You can tell just by looking at it, is it still necessary?"

Team leader Qin was stunned, then picked up the photo, looked at it carefully, and then snorted: "Opportunistic."

Chuhe didn't care what he said, anyway, he was here to dig Mawangdui, not to hang out here.

Then he was ready to go out, trying to find Yang Shuo and others.

At this moment, Long Tai led someone into the office.

Seeing that Chuhe was about to come out, he said, "Hey, Xiaohe, go in. I'll tell you about it."

Chuhe saw that many archaeologists followed in.

Xue Lanqi asked about Chuhe: "We thought you were lost just now."

"I'm not a three-year-old child, can I lose it so easily?" Chu He smiled awkwardly.

When Long Tai saw that everyone in the archaeological team was gathered, he said to team leader Qin: "Xiao Qin, please tell everyone about the situation of the ancient tomb."

Team leader Qin originally wanted to complain about those newcomers to Long Tai, but with so many people present, after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

So he told everyone the news he had now: "The Mawangdui Han Tomb, after our many verifications, can now be identified as the family tomb of the Prime Minister of Changsha in the early Western Han Dynasty."

"This tomb has three tombs in total."

"But! At present, our progress is very slow. We have only reached the periphery of Tomb No. [-]. Because we are worried that the cultural relics inside will be damaged, our work has been delayed."

"Now we also need to brainstorm and let everyone come up with suggestions to improve the excavation plan as much as possible. This is the plan booklet. You two have a copy. Look at each other and ask questions after reading it."

Team leader Qin immediately asked the workers to distribute the plan booklet for everyone to read carefully.

After Yang Shuo received a copy, he couldn't wait to read it.

Xue Lanqi smiled and teased: "Yang Shuo, I can't see it, do you think you will read the plan?"

"That is, ever since I was reprimanded by Teacher Zhang in Dunhuang, I have been working hard and studying every day. Now I can't even compete with Chu He!" Yang Shuo said sternly. With.

Chu He agreed with Yang Shuo's point of view: "It seems that you have really studied every day these days, so much so that you don't even know if you hold the booklet upside down."

Yang Shuo lowered his head and realized that the booklet in his hand was actually held upside down, so he became embarrassed and said, "Mistake, mistake, people make mistakes."

Chuhe opened the booklet, and when he saw that ten people were going to go down to investigate in a team, he frowned.

First of all, the Mawangdui ancient tomb has existed for thousands of years, and it must be dangerous to enter rashly.

Putting aside the risk of soil collapse, even if there were not, there was no certainty that there would be oxygen in the tomb inside.

And there is no oxygen bag in this protective measure, Chuhe couldn't help questioning: "Who wrote this plan?"

Group leader Qin looked at Chuhe when he heard the voice, and was speechless again: "I wrote it, what's wrong?"

"Why are there no oxygen bags in the protective measures?" Since Chu He saw that it was written by Team Leader Qin, there was no need to give him face.

Team leader Qin snorted coldly, "Please, we are all professionals. We will judge whether we need an oxygen bag or not. We should write down such small things. You really think you are a child? Haven't you heard that big things happen?" Are you informal?"

Chu He smiled: "I don't know whoever makes a big deal, whether it's small or not, but I believe that there should be some people in the archaeological team who participated for the first time. Raise your hand to signal."

Chuhe looked around, and a young girl slowly raised her hand.

Next to him, a boy who looked like he had just graduated raised his hand.

"If they went down to the tomb without knowing it, and finally died inside due to lack of oxygen, are you responsible?" Chuhe asked calmly.

"You!" Seeing that there were so many people at the scene, Team Leader Qin glared at him angrily: "Okay, this young man's suggestion is approved, Xiaoling, change it."

"Hey, knowing what's wrong can make a big difference." Yang Shuo seemed to smell a trace of hatred, so he simply added fire.

Anyway, Yang Shuo is not afraid of offending others.

Team Leader Qin's face turned dark.

Seeing this, Long Tai happily said, "By the way, I haven't introduced these people yet."

"Come on, these are the restorers I invited from various places. Although they are young, they have participated in the restoration of "Yongle Dadian", the restoration of Dunhuang murals, and the plan for the ancient tombs in Dunhuang. They wrote it too.”

As soon as these words came out, all the people present looked at Chuhe and the others.

One of the archaeologists asked Li Xiaoqing: "Did you design the plan for the ancient tombs in Dunhuang?"

Li Xiaoqing nodded shyly: "Yes."

"Wow, then you are pretty good. That plan has been circulated in our archaeological circles. People of the older generation say that this design plan is very unique, and then the new generation of people want to learn from you. Not bad, not bad."

Yang Shuo heard such praise: "Actually, it's nothing, just read more books and newspapers."

In fact, oxygen bags have another function, and they are not just for archaeological workers.

But Chu He can't put forward his own point of view yet because he is worried that he will be rejected by Team Leader Qin.

"Okay, everyone should go back and rest, and we'll see the situation tomorrow." Seeing that it was late, Long Tai suggested.

Immediately, everyone dispersed.

Seeing Chuhe standing there without moving, Long Tai walked over, "Xiaohe, do you have something to say?"

"Yes." Chuhe told Chuhe what he thought in his heart.

After 10 minutes, Long Tai said with some confusion: "Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but you might as well give it a try." Chu He said happily.

"That's fine, I'll do as you say, and I'll ask someone to arrange it tomorrow." Long Tai admired Chu He, his innovation, and his ghostly ideas.

Early the next morning, Long Tai asked for a lot of oxygen bags from the hospital and brought them to the scene.

Team leader Qin was a little puzzled: "Old Long, this is you."

"This is Xiaohe's idea, let him try." Long Tai didn't say much.

Chuhe asked everyone present to hold an oxygen bag and release all the oxygen in the bag.

"This!??" Team leader Qin reckoned that so many oxygen bags might cost less money.
Seeing that Long Tai supported Chuhe so much, Team Leader Qin had no choice but to endure it. If he can't figure out why later, don't blame him for taking advantage of it!
Seeing Chuhe's operation, Xue Lanqi was also a little puzzled, and asked, "Chuhe, what are we?"

Holding the photo of the yellowed leaf, Chuhe said: "Didn't they say that they dug up a green leaf before, but it turned yellow all of a sudden? This means that there must be something protective in the tomb, which is probably gas. It is a liquid and a solid, so when we move the shovel for the first time, we must first test whether it is a gas."

Long Tai immediately shouted: "When the shovel lifts off the soil later, everyone prepare the oxygen bags in your hands and collect the gas!"

Team leader Qin looked at them from the side and couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)