Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 514: Gansu's second sister also took the college entrance examination, overseas Chinese medicine ancient books auction

"What dynasty does the ancient tomb belong to?" Fangyan asked Lao Ji.

Now he wants to confirm whether it is from the Han Dynasty.

After all, there are really a lot of ancient tombs there, and some of them are stacked like a game, with one on top and another underneath.

Old Ji responded:
"According to the news over there, it's from the Han Dynasty!"

Fang Yan asked hurriedly:
"Eastern Han or Western Han?"

Old Ji scratched his head and said:
"For now, we only know that it is from the Han Dynasty, and we have just started excavation."

He then added:
"You also know that archaeological tomb robbing is different. It is not a destructive excavation of the ancient tomb to dig out the things inside. It requires protective excavation layer by layer."

Fangyan nodded thoughtfully.

From the sound of this, it means that the ancient tomb has not been excavated yet, it has just been discovered.

Then he asked curiously:

"Didn't you say before that you wouldn't dig along the river? Why did you suddenly think of digging?"

When Old Ji heard this question, he hesitated for a moment before speaking to Fang Yan:

"I didn't plan to dig at that time, but later on, because of you, I asked my colleagues there to try digging by the river. As a result, we actually dug up something unexpectedly."

"My relationship?" Fang Yan raised his eyebrows.

Old Ji nodded and said:
"Yes, that day you said you had a feeling there was a big tomb by the river. I didn't think anything of it at the time, but after you left, a voice in my heart told me that maybe I should give it a try. After all, your luck is much better than most people."

"As it turns out, it turns out that this attempt was the right one."

Fangyan finally understood after hearing this. Although Lao Ji laughed and seemed not to take it seriously when he told him about it last time, he still did it according to what he said later.

So Fangyan said to Lao Ji:

"Okay, then remember to inform me when there are new discoveries. I'm also curious about what can be dug out from the ancient tomb."

Old Ji nodded and said:
"Of course no problem. I will inform you as soon as I have any news."

Then he emphasized:

"But if you have any more premonitions later, remember to tell me."

Fangyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that this guy came here for this reason.

But he would probably be disappointed, because he also knew this place in his previous life.

There is no record of ancient tombs in the dialect.

If we really have to say, the only place with potential for development is Heshen's treasure house under Prince Gong's Mansion.

But this dialect was not intended to be spoken.

But these cannot be said, Fang Yan said to Lao Ji:

"Well, if I have any more premonitions, I'll tell you."

Hearing Fangyan's words, Old Ji smiled with satisfaction. He nodded and said:
"With your words, I feel relieved."

Having said that, he prepared to leave.

At this time Fangyan called him:

"I haven't paid you for the last locker."

Old Ji waved his hand and said:
"Oh, you mean that? You don't have to give it to me."

Fang Yan said to him:
"How can that be possible? We agreed on that at the time."

After saying this, Fangyan took out money from his pocket.

Old Ji waved his hands and said:

"Really? The factory doesn't want any money, so what are you doing for me?"

The dialect said:

"The factory doesn't want it? Don't bluff me. Who would work for free?"

Old Ji said:

"Really? Why would I lie to you? They were planning to make gifts for the Palace Museum at the end of the year, and your two pieces were included in the package. When the glass is ready, you have to pay for it, and I promise I won't stop you."

Fang Yan understood what was going on and asked:

"So I am benefiting from the Forbidden City?"

Old Ji waved his hand nonchalantly and said:

"Ah, it's a waste not to take advantage of the public's glory. Besides... you helped us discover such a large ancient tomb."

After that, he pointed at the money and said:

"Put the money away and keep it safe."

"Then I will really take it?" Fang Yan said.

Old Ji said:

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Then he said goodbye in dialect:

"Okay, I'm leaving!"

Dialect suggestion:

"How about I take you back?"

Old Ji hurriedly shook his head:

"No! It's freezing cold, I can't enjoy it!"

The last time he rode in Fangyan’s car, he was so cold that he felt sad. Now when he saw Fangyan’s motorcycle, he felt cold all over.

Old Ji then left the carport and went out to catch the bus.

Fangyan rode his motorcycle towards home.

It’s just over two kilometers in a straight line and we’ll be there in a moment.

Fangyan couldn't understand why Old Ji, a grown man, seemed so weak and fragile.

Now they have discovered a Han Dynasty tomb by the river. Fangyan believes that it is very likely the place where the Da Si Nong bronze weight was discovered in history.

Now I don’t know how long in advance we can dig out the bronze power of the Grand Minister of Agriculture.

But there is no rush. I still have so many things to do. Even if I discover the dialect, I don’t have time to deal with related matters for the time being.

When there is nothing to do, they are bored as hell, but when there is something to do, they come in piles.

When Fangyan got home, everyone else was home except his eldest brother-in-law.

As usual, he first taught his little apprentice Zhao Zhengyi some Chinese medicine knowledge for half an hour, and then it was time for dinner. While eating dinner, Fangyan saw the TV reporting on the progress of the college entrance examinations in other places.

Gansu was mentioned in it. Not only was there Hei Song Yi, but my second sister Fang Ning was also there.

After watching the news on TV, Fang Yan asked his mother, who was holding Lao Liu and feeding him rice porridge:

"My second sister and her friends have finished their college entrance exams these days. They should be able to send a telegram back, right?"

The old lady put down the spoon in her hand, thought for a moment and said:
"Probably. But she sent a telegram to your father's school."

"Tomorrow is Saturday. When your father comes over tomorrow night, you will know whether Fang Ning sent the telegram or not."

My second sister's family basically takes a laissez-faire attitude towards her.

The main reason is that she is the least disciplined person at home.

She has her own plans for her life, which can be seen from the fact that she still did not return after receiving the message urging her to return to the city.

This guy is quite a unique person.

The younger brother then said:
"Based on my understanding of her, if nothing unexpected happens, she plans to wait until she receives her admission letter before returning. In this way, she will be a legitimate college student who has returned to the city, unlike us educated youth who came back to school by playing tricks."

The person in the family who has the best relationship with the second sister should be my younger brother. When he was a child, he admired the second sister the most, so he has always been her follower.

So he could guess many of his second sister's thoughts.

After hearing this, the eldest sister Fang Jie also nodded and said:
“That’s really her style.”

The old lady added:
"What style? To put it bluntly, it's just stubbornness! The kind that even eight donkeys can't pull back."

Then he shook his head:

“I don’t know who it was from.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the Fang siblings all looked at their mother at the same time, and then tacitly glanced away elsewhere.

This scene made Zhu Lin couldn't help laughing.

After dinner, Fang Yan went to the kitchen and made some yam and almond paste for Zhou Zhaoqin.

Then I also made some freshly made fried peanuts.

This is for Lao Zhou and his wife to eat.

As for Deng Nanxing and Xie Guolai who were on duty tonight, Fangyan didn't bring anything for them.

They felt sleepy after eating, but Fangyan still expected them to stay up all night.

After a while, the yam and almond paste was ready. Fangyan made a little more this time as his family also had a share, so he filled a small bowl, put it in a thermos bucket and set off.

When we arrived at the hospital ward, Meng Jimin and his colleagues had not yet finished get off work. Instead, they were eating in the room behind the nurses' station. The dean personally had the canteen deliver the food.

Then the dean chatted with Mr. and Mrs. Zhou in the ward, waiting for Fangyan to come over.

Because the dialect is here, they can go to dinner.

Old Zhou still sticks to his principles. One of him and Fang Yan must always stay in the ward to look after Zhou Zhaoqin.

Otherwise he would feel uneasy.

After exchanging a few pleasantries in the ward, Mr. and Mrs. Zhou felt relieved and went to have dinner with the dean.

At this moment, Zhou Zhaoqin had just taken the medicine and followed the dietary therapy prescribed by Fangyan, so she was not hungry yet.

Fangyan put the yam and almond paste on the bedside.

Then Fangyan checked her physical condition.

The pulse is currently slow, 76 beats per minute.

The palms of my hands and feet were slightly sweaty because I had just taken medicine.

The sputum from breathing and speaking has basically disappeared, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear a little bit.

It's already night time now, and it's normal for Yang energy to weaken and Yin energy to grow.

It will disappear naturally during the day.

I looked at the records for the afternoon and there was no coughing, just some sputum coming out.

Everything was as expected by the dialect.

Zhou Zhaoqin was curious about where Fangyan went in the afternoon.

Fangyan told her what he was currently doing - verifying the ancient Chinese medical books borrowed from Japan.

Zhou Zhaoqin had no idea about this and had no idea what it was for.

Then Fangyan explained it to her briefly, trying to make what was going on clear without being too wordy.

After all, I have been educating little Zhao Zhengyi for such a long time, and her ability to express herself has improved a lot. I quickly explained things to her.

Zhou Zhaoqin said to Fang Yan:

"You are really doing a great thing. You are helping traditional Chinese medicine restore its history."

Fangyan joked:
"Not really great, just average."

These words made Zhou Zhaoqin laugh so hard that he almost ran out of breath.

Then Zhou Zhaoqin took the oxygen mask and took a few deep breaths of oxygen before he recovered.

She originally thought Fangyan would be more humble.

After Zhou Zhaoqin recovered, she said to Fang Yan:

"In fact, I have also seen quite a few ancient Chinese medical books abroad."

"Where?" Fangyan asked curiously.

You should know that there are actually quite a few people studying Chinese medicine in Southeast Asia, and among them there is a very powerful tradition, all of whom escaped because of the war.

Zhou Zhaoqin said:
"They are all sold at auction houses. Usually, several or even dozens of books are auctioned together. The prices vary. I am not sure how the prices are assessed."

Fangyan took over the conversation and said:

"It should be based on the scarcity. If it is a unique copy and it is passed down by a very famous person, then it will be more valuable."

Then he asked:

"But generally speaking, doctors won't buy this kind of book unless they have no other choice. You mean, you've seen it many times?"

Zhou Zhaoqin nodded and said:

"Yeah, a lot of times."

She then added:

"But they weren't from doctors. Most of them came from Japanese businessmen. I remember some books would even mark the specific time, place, battle or event in which they were obtained from whom."

"Usually, the people who win the bids are our overseas Chinese businessmen."

"For example, my uncles and aunts have auctioned off a lot of them. If you need them, when I recover, I'll ask my dad to buy them all for you."

(End of this chapter)