Yang Fan didn't talk nonsense to him, and directly laid the first volume of the bamboo slips of "Lianshan" flat on the table. Four lighting lamps were placed on the four corners of the table. The light was the same as during the day.
Just use your phone to take a photo of the first roll.
Yang Fan counted and found that there were about twenty characters on one bamboo slip. A bundle of bamboo slips was a roll. There were about fifty bamboo slips and more than a thousand characters.
The manager quickly received the picture, took a look at it, and felt his heart skip a beat. He quickly closed his eyes to collect his emotions.
He had long thought that Yang Fan was an unusual kid, but he never expected that he could get such a thing.
Putting aside the content, at first glance, you can tell that this is no ordinary bamboo slip.
He studies this professionally, and the classification of bamboo slips in the industry is roughly divided into two categories based on a point in time.
This time point is related to Qu Yuan. In the early bamboo slips, the characters were carved with a knife on the green side of the outside of the bamboo. In the later period, the characters were written with pen and ink on the yellow and white inside of the bamboo.
Before Xiong Zhengze, that is, Dr. Qu Yuan of the Chu State, invented pen and ink, people in the Zhou Dynasty used awls to write on the green surface of bamboo.
Use a cone to say "tattoo".
Use the knife to say "kill the green"
This writing method is simpler than using pen and ink to write on bamboo yellow surface. However, the problem with "green surface simplified script" is that it is not easy to preserve for a long time and is easily worn out during use.
The bamboo slips sent by Yang Fan are all characters carved with a knife on the green side of the bamboo, which is a characteristic of the bamboo slips of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
This in itself is extremely rare, and there are very few extant bamboo slips from the Spring and Autumn Period. Let alone the bamboo slips from the Western Zhou Dynasty, and possibly even earlier bamboo slips.
The bamboo slips have a unified format. The bamboo slips are divided into large bamboo slips and small bamboo slips, namely three-dimensional bamboo slips and two-dimensional bamboo slips.
If you want to write more than 30 characters in a brief sketch, you should use a large bamboo slip. If you want to write a brief sketch of more than 20 characters, you should use a small bamboo slip.
Yang Fan's bundle of bamboo slips is a standard two-latitude Western Zhou slip. In other words, this kind of bamboo slips must be earlier than the year Qu Yuan was born, which was 305 BC.
Mr. Guan carefully enlarged the picture. Fortunately, Yang Fan was willing to spend money on his mobile phone, and the pixels were super high. Based on the appearance of the cowhide rope threaded through the bamboo slips and the special knotting method, Mr. Guan was 80% certain that this was a bamboo slip from the early Western Zhou Dynasty.
Mr. Guan excitedly began to read the content bit by bit. Some places were so dirty that the writing was covered, but it didn't matter. The writing could still be seen under infrared light.
"Brother, how many volumes of bamboo slips do you have? I tell you this is the Book of Changes. The whole volume has 80,000 words. It is estimated that there will be more than 80 volumes of bamboo slips your size." Mr. Guan did not expect Yang Fan to get many volumes.
.It’s amazing to be able to get even one volume.
Nowadays, the Warring States Period bamboo slips are all national treasures, let alone the Western Zhou Dynasty bamboo slips.
Yang Fan grabbed the leg of mutton and took a bite of it boldly, then turned the camera of his mobile phone, pointed with the leg of mutton at the pile of bamboo slips that Wu Jiuling had moved on the ground, took a photo and sent it via WeChat, and said: "Here, those are all, I guess there are
One hundred volumes.”
Hearing Yang Fan's voice and seeing a pile of bamboo slips on the ground, Mr. Guan almost stared out of his eyes.
A complete set, a whole series of Yishan Yi!
His heart almost flew out of his chest. Is this kid going to heaven? The whole set!
"Brother, listen to me, who owns this thing now?" Mr. Guan asked hurriedly.
Yang Fan thought about it and felt that it was a very important matter, so it was better to leave some room for it.
Yang Fan said: "It belongs to a friend of mine. He is very low-key and doesn't want to be exposed. He entrusted me to handle it. I came to you just to ask you to give me a preliminary look to see if this thing is real."
Manager Guan was destined to be too excited to sleep tonight. He quickly replied: "This thing is of great importance. It is not something I can identify. It needs a collective identification of experts from all over the country. But I can tell you, I am 80% sure that this thing is
From the Western Zhou Dynasty."
This sentence is enough. The bamboo slips of the Western Zhou Dynasty were found at one time with 80,000 characters, which has exceeded all the direct writings of the Western Zhou Dynasty unearthed so far. This bamboo slip is priceless regardless of whether it is a series of mountains and rivers.
Mr. Guan pondered for a moment, as if he was organizing his words to see how to say it.
"Brother, there is something I don't know whether I should say."
"Mr. Guan, if you have anything to say, just say it directly."
"What is your friend going to do with this thing?" Mr. Guan asked.
"He plans to auction it. I think it could be worth 100 million anyway."
"This is a national treasure. As soon as the news is spread, the relevant departments will buy it directly. It is estimated that the auction will not be held." Mr. Guan said seriously.
A similar situation has happened before. Cultural relics scattered in the palace were directly bought by the museum as soon as they appeared at the auction preview.
"Moreover, the relevant departments will not let such an important thing be lost abroad. So it must be donated to the country, or it may be bought by the relevant departments before it goes to auction."
Yang Fan thought about it. When he had no money, he thought about making money all day long. At that time, if anyone persuaded him to donate, he would spit in his face.
But now that he has come to this era, he feels more responsibility. Since God has allowed him to come here, it must have its meaning. He has already unknowingly carried the burden of 20 million people on his shoulders.
.
These people from hundreds of years ago are closely related to us today.
He will never allow anyone to bully them or harm them. He wants them to live like human beings and live with dignity. No matter whether they are slaves, Mongolian Tatars, gentry or corrupt civil servants, no one can do it.
"Mr. Guan, I will send you the photos later. Please help me find an expert to take a look. I won't be able to go back for a while. As for how to deal with it in the future, we will see the situation later," Yang Fan said.
"Don't worry, brother, I know all the top experts in this circle."
"Okay, I'll get off first, and you should go to bed early. We can contact you at any time if there is any news."
Yang Fan got off the Internet.
When I walked back to the room, Xiao Niangpi had finished eating, and Mr. Wu was still waiting for news.
"Mr. Wu, you can make a copy. Could you please make a copy for me too?"
"No problem, it's no problem even if I make ten copies."
Mr. Guan couldn't sleep no matter what. He immediately started to create a group and invited the top experts in the country to join. Countless people were woken up in the middle of the night and were all very angry.
They were all in their seventies and eighties, and they had trouble sleeping. They finally fell asleep and were woken up.
When he saw that it was Guan Xiaosheng, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. All these experts were his grandfathers. He was about to scold him severely.
The manager directly threw Yang Fan's photo in. The old men were immediately stunned.
Mr. Yu is the leader of the National Ancient Books Expert Group. He took one look at the picture and turned pale with shock. He quickly opened the bedside drawer and looked for the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.
While shivering and looking for medicine, he cursed, "Little bastard, you are trying to kill my old man."
