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Chapter 130 I learned a little bit (please subscribe)
Although Xue Lanqi seemed to have recovered when she saw Chuhe, she also knew that Chuhe really wanted to restore the Mawangdui silk manuscript.

So after eating snacks, she went to find Long Tai.

"Old Long." Xue Lanqi hesitated for a while, and then asked: "When will the silk script be repaired?"

Long Tai was currently studying the photos in the office. He put down the photos and took off his glasses, and then he could see Xue Lanqi clearly. He explained: "I don't know what to say, I have to wait for the arrangement from the Bureau of Cultural Relics." Just do it."

Xue Lanqi nodded, "Oh".

Long Tai saw the slight expression on Xue Lanqi's face, and asked, "You want to ask if Chuhe has a chance to restore that silk book?"

Xue Lanqi nodded immediately: "Yes."

"Logically speaking, it's not impossible. Although I'm not too familiar with the restoration of cultural relics, I know that seminars are usually held to discuss how to restore them. By the way, it's just like you went to repair the "Yongle Dadian" before. , so as long as you are qualified to go to the seminar, you can participate in the restoration!"

Long Tai's words made Xue Lanqi feel at ease.

If this is the case, then Zhang Yongjin, Xu Jingchun and other grandpas will definitely let Chuhe go to Kyoto to restore it.

"Thank you, Mr. Long, you should rest earlier!" Xue Lanqi hurriedly left the office after speaking.

The Mawangdui ancient tomb has entered the follow-up work, and there is no need for Chu He and others to stay any longer.

Before leaving, Xu Yiming said to them: "I'll call you one by one for your rewards later, and pay attention to safety when you go back."

Yang Shuo's eyes lit up when he heard that there was a generous reward: "Wow, it seems that Brother Yiming is proud."

"You deserve it." Xu Yiming smiled.

Then he looked at Chuhe: "By the way, there is no specific research plan for the restoration of the silk script. I will inform you as soon as there is news."

"Then thank you." Of course Chuhe also knew that Xu Yiming was trying his best to fight for the spot to restore the silk book.

"Then everyone!" Xu Yiming waved his hand and watched them walk into the airport hall.

Chuhe and others also got on the plane one by one in the next two hours and returned to their city.

As soon as he got back to school, Chuhe didn't rest, but planned to go to the antique street.

Seeing that Chuhe had just finished packing his luggage and was about to leave again, Lu Xinye sighed: "I said young man, why are you so busy, and where are you going?"

"Go to Antique Street." Chu He didn't elaborate on what he was going to do, but simply mentioned the location.

Qiu Mingjun looked at the time and said, "Tang Wanjun is probably coming to the downstairs of the dormitory soon."

"Dormitory downstairs?" Chu He was taken aback.

"She told us that as soon as you came back, let us notify her immediately. No, I sent her a WeChat message the third second after you came back." Lu Xinye shrugged and explained.

Chuhe's face was dark: "Why did you betray me?"

"What does it mean to betray you, brother, I don't even want to, Zixi ordered me." Lu Xinye felt helpless.

Sure enough, when Chuhe was leaving, he received a message from Tang Wanjun: I'm downstairs in your dormitory now.

[OK. 】 After Chuhe returned two English letters, he walked out of the compound.

As soon as Tang Wanjun saw Chuhe, she walked up to him happily and said, "Have you had a hard time going to Changsha?"

"It's okay." Chu He gestured, "Let's go to the antique street."

Tang Wanjun hurriedly followed beside Chuhe, "Go to Antique Street? Do you want to buy antiques?"

"No, to make some money." Chuhe explained.

After Chuhe went through these two restoration processes, he gradually understood that he could either become a highly respected person like Mr. Long Tai, or a wealthy person like Xu Yiming.

But Long Tai's age and experience are there, even if he is capable, others may not immediately recognize it.

So Chuhe decided to start with capital first.

Tang Wanjun was startled, then his eyes lit up, and he asked happily: "Do you want to pick up the leak?"

"Pfft, picking up leaks?" Chuhe shook his head: "Where is there still picking up leaks now?"

Most of today's antique streets are imitations, which are made to look like real ones through existing technology.

Chu He and Tang Wanjun got off the car at the intersection of the antique street. As soon as they entered the antique street, the stalls on both sides were filled with antiques.

The stall owner kept yelling at the side: "Come and see! Authentic agate beads! Agate beads!"

Although Tang Wanjun has stayed in Jinling for two years, she has never been to Antique Street, so she finds it very novel.

She looked eastward at the porcelain bowl on the floor stand, and westward at the golden Buddha head on the floor stand.

However, Chuhe didn't care much. He just glanced at it briefly and continued to walk forward.

Because the things on these stalls are basically fakes, and they may not even be called handicrafts.

The last time he was able to see a few extinct comic books in Panjiayuan, he was considered lucky.

The antique street in Jinling is the lowest class in the cultural relics exchange circle.

Most of the stall owners like them cannot get the real goods, because most of the real antiques will be intercepted by some people with background and strength first.

After Chuhe walked for about 5 minutes, he saw the storefront next to him, so he pulled Tang Wanjun and said, "This is where we are going."

As soon as Tang Wanjun looked up, she saw the words on the plaque: Qingya Pavilion, and asked curiously, "What is this for?"

Chuhe didn't answer directly, but let her observe by herself.

Then, the two walked into the shop.

The shop is very big, and it is located at the intersection of the street, which belongs to the golden zone. The rent of such a shop alone may cost tens of thousands a day.

As soon as he entered the shop, the young man at the counter asked courteously, "What do you two want to see?"

The young man is the clerk here. He first looked Tang Wanjun up and down. He was dressed in casual clothes, very youthful and beautiful, and he had a good figure, which made the clerk couldn't help but take a second look.

As for Chuhe, the clerk felt that there was nothing special about him except that he was very young, so this time the sale might fail again.

"Let's take a casual look first." Chu He smiled.

The clerk nodded, "Okay, sir, please take a look."

Only then did he have a solid foundation in his heart, and he was another person who had no money to make big money!

Tang Wanjun looked around and found that there were five floors of antique racks in this shop, all of which were filled with antiques, big and small, for you to look at.

Because it was the first time she came to this kind of place, she was very curious, so she asked Chuhe: "Is this blue and white porcelain?!"

"Yeah, yes." Chu He looked up and picked up the vase.

But Tang Wanjun was about to reach out to take it, but was stopped by Chuhe.

"There is a rule in this industry that porcelain cannot be handed over. When handing over, the hand cannot be handed over. The previous person must put it on a stable place before the other person can take it." Chu He explained.

Tang Wanjun was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "Because I'm afraid that if it breaks, I don't know who is responsible, right?"

Chuhe nodded, affirming Tang Wanjun's statement.

"Tsk tsk, you've learned a little bit of fur, and you're just bluffing people? Sister, don't listen to him, there is no such rule in the antique shop."

At this time, a middle-aged man in a gray shirt, with oiled hair and a contemptuous look was looking at Chuhe. It was obvious that the words were directed at Chuhe.

(End of this chapter)