Chapter 55 - Don't Get so Worked up
The air was still for a few seconds.
Then, the dozen or so old men with white hair fell backwards in unison.
Su Ming was stunned.
Why are you old men here?
Were they committing suicide together?
These old men were all from the cultural group.
They were either professors or scholars.
“Teacher!”
“Professor!”
The young people behind them immediately panicked. They hurriedly rushed forward and supported these old people.
Su Ming blinked and looked at President Chen.
President Chen thought he was a powerful figure.
After spending some time with Su Ming, he realized that he had only seen small scenes in the past.
In fact, they couldn't blame these old men for being excited.
These old men were all seventy or eighty years old, and two of them were even over ninety years old.
They had passed the age of competitiveness and vanity.
They devoted themselves to their studies. Nothing in the outside world could affect them anymore.
In particular, there were a few old scholars who studied culture very thoroughly.
They had already read through the official history that had been passed down since ancient times, and they also had some understanding of the anecdotes recorded by the people.
What they were doing now was to connect the cultures together. However, after so long, some things had already been lost.
There were many documents that could not be found, or could only be found in future archaeological excavations.
But this time, they actually obtained these Pre-Qin books from Su Ming.
This would greatly fill in the gaps in history.
This could even push the imperial court's civilization forward by a few hundred years.
After all, there were many people abroad who always said that imperial court civilization was only two or three thousand years old, and the appearance of Su Ming's book slips confirmed the five thousand years of imperial court civilization.
It was as if a person on the verge of death had eaten a life-saving immortal pill.
How could they not be excited?
“Call an ambulance!”
“Who has mineral water?”
“Quick, carry them to a shady place over there.”
Everyone was very nervous.
The people watching from inside could roughly guess what had happened, but most of the people outside had no idea what had happened.
They only saw the old men holding the things in a daze for a long time before they fell down.
“What's going on?”
“Is the thing they saw poisonous?”
“Have you read too many novels?!”
The people around them started to discuss.
At this time, an old man suddenly opened his eyes slowly.
“Teacher!”
The few young students who followed behind him were especially happy when they saw this scene. “Teacher, are you alright?”
“I'm fine!”
The teacher shook his head and said with tears in his eyes, “That's great! I finally found it!”
“You don't need to call an ambulance, we are all fine. Even if the ambulance comes, we won't be able to leave!”
The other old man slowly woke up and hurriedly stopped the student who was about to make a call.
“Principal, what are you doing?”
The surrounding students were stunned.
The old man was in his 80s. He was the principal of a famous university.
He usually walked steadily and did things slowly. His words were not hurried nor slow.
This was the first time he was so excited.
Just as these students were asking questions, another howl came from the side, scaring them.
Another old man burst into tears. “Teacher, I've found what you've been looking for all your life.”
The students around them were completely speechless.
They saw that the old men had woken up.
The younger generation stood at the side and stopped moving.
You guys are crying and laughing at the same time. What did you see?
Isn't that the Bamboo Slip that records the culture of the Qin Dynasty?
These young people couldn't help but have such thoughts. After all, they were still young, and their knowledge wasn't very deep. There were many things that they couldn't understand.
“What exactly is written on it? Why are you guys so excited?”
A bystander could not help but ask.
Among them, Old Master Zhang was the calmest. He stood in the carriage and took a deep breath. “Let me just say one thing to you. The things recorded on these Bamboo Slips will prove that the imperial court really has a civilization of five thousand years. No one can refute it.”
“So powerful?”
The surrounding people looked at each other and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Everyone was an antique expert.
How could an antique player not know history? How could someone who didn't know history dare to play this?
“Then how much can this thing be sold for?”
A person beside him asked in a daze.
As soon as he said that, a large group of people looked over with disdain.
Are you stupid? How can you ask such a stupid question?
[How can such a thing be measured by money? It is priceless!]
“If you have to measure it by price.”
Old Master Zhang thought about it carefully. “Let me put it this way. The starting price of any one of them is a few hundred million.”
As soon as Old Master Zhang finished speaking.
One of the figures in the crowd rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The surrounding people were shocked.
Why did you faint?
You're standing in the middle of the crowd, but you didn't see anything. You're not a scholar.
How would they know?
This person was Lee Tao.
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