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"My Lord! Wait, wait!"

not enough?!

How could it not be enough?!

Not to mention so many gold bars, the account would bring in at least several hundred million.

She had asked the antique shop owner to give a rough estimate of the price of the dozen or so wooden boxes of different sizes, and the estimated price was more than 40 million.

As for the vases, three are the same models as those in the museum, two have only appeared in ancient paintings, and two or three only exist in articles written by later literati to commemorate the splendor of the previous dynasty.

Based on past auction results, the price of a vase would not be less than eight figures.

No matter how you calculate it, all the things she prepared could easily add up to tens figures.

Jiang Qingli: "My Lord! It's really a lot! You don't have to send me any more."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, and then Sheng Huaigui's voice came: "Miss Jiang, you once said that all the books in Daning were burned by the new king because of the change of dynasty?"

Jiang Qingli didn't understand why Sheng Huaigui said that, but she nodded anyway: "That's right, not only were the books burned, but even the writing was interrupted. Now few people can recognize the writing of the Da Ning Dynasty. It is called the most mysterious dynasty by later generations."

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After hearing what Jiang Qingli said, although he had known this fact for a long time, Sheng Huaigui still couldn't stop feeling heartbroken.

No one wants the era in which he or she lives to be completely lost in history and forgotten by future generations.

But this is something that will happen in Daning's future after all, and he is currently unable to do anything about it.

After thinking for a moment, Sheng Huaigui suddenly came to the bookshelf, looked at the rows of books in front of him, and a determined look flashed in his eyes.

Sheng Huaigui: "Miss Jiang, I am really sad that the culture of our Great Ning Dynasty has been interrupted. I have some classics handed down from generation to generation. Can you help me find out which books have been lost in later generations? I can give all the lost books to you, which can not only pass on the culture of these books, but also add icing on the cake for your auction."

Jiang Qingli: "Of course! In this way, Lord Hou, you only need to read the title of the book, and I can quickly find out the current situation of the book."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Huaigui read to Jiang Qingli the titles of the books currently on the bookshelf.

In the end, it was discovered that 218 books had been completely lost, and 148 books were incomplete.

These are just the books stored in Sheng Huaigui’s study.

In order to facilitate transportation, Jiang Qingli pushed a shopping cart through the side door of the supermarket.

At this time, the head of the cultural relics identification expert group sent a message.

Because there are many large cultural relics this time, not to mention that they are from the Daning Dynasty.

When she contacted the expert group, as soon as they heard that it was a cultural relic from Daning, they immediately decided to fly to City Z for on-site identification.

The person in charge sent the time when several experts would arrive at the agreed location.

Jiang Qingli received the letter and replied, "Hello, I have a few books handed down from the Daning Dynasty. They are all rare copies. I will bring them over to let the teachers have a look in the evening."

After a long while, the other party finally sent a voice message. Jiang Qingli could clearly feel the other party's disbelief through the phone screen:

"What? Are you really serious? Most of the books from the Great Ning Dynasty have been lost? Not to mention a whole book, even a piece of paper can be sold for tens of millions!

A few years ago, one of the items on auction was a piece of calligraphy from the Daning Dynasty. It was just a half-written homework by an eight-year-old child, with some doodles of chickens and turtles on it. Because it recorded an article by a lost poet, this piece of paper alone was sold for 9800 million! Miss Jiang, if you have a whole book from the Daning Dynasty, please bring it here!"

Jiang Qingli replied: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring it over."

The other party sent several thank you messages in a row.

Jiang Qingli stared at the chat page on her mobile phone and began to think.

A half-written homework assignment by a child can be sold for nearly 100 million yuan.

The books that Sheng Huaigui will send are all lost books. If they appear at an auction, they will definitely be sold at a sky-high price.

But these books also have extremely high academic value.

However, scholars or academic institutions cannot afford the sky-high price of hundreds of millions of yuan.

If these books fall into the hands of certain collectors, they will be "shelved" again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingli finally decided to donate all these books to the National Library!

However, this is not enough.

She sent another voice message to Sheng Huaigui: "My Lord, due to the interruption of culture, there should not be many people in modern times who can master the culture and writing of the Great Ning Dynasty. There will be great reading difficulties when those books are sent to us. How about you translate the original content of the books and explain the content of the books to facilitate the dissemination of these books."

She could create a free website and put pictures, original texts, translations, notes and explanations of these books on the website.

It can make the dissemination of knowledge more convenient.

Sheng Huaigui quickly replied: "Of course!"

After receiving this message, Jiang Qingli immediately searched for how a novice could create a personal website.

In the first semester of my freshman year, my computer class teacher did explain in detail how to make a website, but now I have almost forgotten it.

But she vaguely remembered that the steps were not too complicated.

More than ten minutes later, the shopping cart full of books appeared again at the side door of the supermarket. Of course, behind the shopping cart was Sheng Huaigui, who was as tall as a pine tree.

After hearing the voice, Jiang Qingli raised her head from the computer and looked over. Unexpectedly, she saw Sheng Huaigui!

"My Lord! You are here too!"

Sheng Huaigui pushed the shopping cart in front of Jiang Qingli and said, "I have nothing to do today, and it's hard to explain these things over the phone, so I'll let Niannian spend his points to exchange for a pass."

Jiang Qingli: "Then let's get started now!"

Sheng Huaigui sat next to Jiang Qingli, took out the "Book of Music" from the shopping cart, and opened the first page.

Now that the website is not finished yet, Jiang Qingli puts the matter aside for the time being, opens Word, and marks the book title and pages.

First, take a photo of the book and paste it into Word, and then type out the contents on the pages word by word under Sheng Huaigui's dictation.

Then, she, a novice in academic field, raised questions and Sheng Huaigui explained them in detail.

If she can understand it, it shouldn't be a problem for others!

Break down cultural and historical barriers!

But doing so is really time-consuming and laborious. It took me an entire afternoon to complete the translation and annotation of most of the book.

However, the great genius Sheng Huaigui learned the basic usage of Word and how to type on a computer.

Jiang Qingli decided to lie down on her own bed and rest for a while, and left the remaining content to Sheng Huaigui.

Even when it was time for dinner, Sheng Huaigui brought the food prepared in the Marquis' Mansion to the supermarket and had dinner with Jiang Qingli.

Seeing that the appointment time was almost up, Sheng Huaigui stopped what he was doing and helped Jiang Qingli load the things that she was going to take for identification into the car.

"Oh no! I promised the head of the expert group that I would bring two books from the Great Ning Dynasty."

Sheng Huaigui had naturally heard Jiang Qingli mention this matter a long time ago, but since Miss Jiang had already decided to donate these books free of charge, it would not be convenient to take them to the auction's cultural relics expert group for appraisal at this moment.

"Don't worry, young lady. Wait for me here for a moment."

Sheng Huaigui then left and returned to the Marquis' Mansion. Not long after, he appeared in front of Jiang Qingli again and handed her the two books and several scrolls in his hands.

"These two books are Yu'er's copies from a few days ago. You can take them with you, young lady. As for these scrolls, they are landscape paintings. They were all painted by Sheng to kill time when he had nothing to do."

After hearing this, Jiang Qingli finally accepted it with confidence and put it in the car.

The sun had already set, and Sheng Huaigui was worried about Jiang Qingli's safety, so he went with her to the agreed location - Ruijing Tiancheng Hotel.

It was also the location of the last auction.

This hotel often hosts auctions, and the hotel's underground floors are cultural relics storage areas with extremely complete security facilities.

The reason for agreeing on this location is to store the cultural relics directly in the hotel.

The items that Jiang Qingli wanted to send for auction were not light, and it was really troublesome to move them around.

Doing this can save time and effort.

When Jiang Qingli entered the hotel's conference room, three veteran experts and the person in charge stood up to greet her.

The four of them welcomed Jiang Qingli and Sheng Huaigui in with anticipation.

Because Jiang Qingli had contacted the hotel early in the morning, these cultural relics were carefully delivered up by the hotel staff who were responsible for the storage of auction cultural relics.

As soon as they saw the cultural relics, the old experts ignored all the politeness and walked straight towards the cultural relics with their eyes wide open.

He exclaimed repeatedly: "These are cultural relics from the Daning Dynasty! I have been in this industry for 50 years and have never seen so many cultural relics from the Daning Dynasty!"

Some people looked at the vase carefully, not daring to breathe.

Some people admired the carved and gem-inlaid wooden boxes with expressions of surprise and joy.

Someone wearing gloves picked up a gold ingot and carefully examined the words engraved on it.

At this time, Jiang Qingli placed the two books and five scrolls brought by Sheng Huaigui on the table, and said to the three expert teachers who were already fascinated by the cultural relics: "Teachers, these are books and calligraphy and paintings from the Daning Dynasty."

Strangely enough, Jiang Qingli noticed that the books and scrolls at this time were somewhat different from those she had seen in the supermarket.

Some are yellowed, or in other words, bear traces of history.

It seems that the piece of waste paper that was sold for 30 million last time also underwent such changes.

I think it was also done by that mysterious system.

In this way, even if it is taken to an expert group for identification, it will not be exposed.

Upon hearing that there were books and calligraphy and paintings, the three expert teachers immediately withdrew their gaze from the cultural relics in front of them, and the three of them came to the table almost at the same time.

It would not be an exaggeration to describe their eyes as "watchful and eager".

An old expert tremblingly turned the pages of the book: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the long-lost "Book of Music"?!"

Jiang Qingli: “That’s right!”

Another old expert was a little confused. After looking at it for a while, he said uncertainly: "Could this be the Gui Zang Sutra?"

Jiang Qingli nodded again: "That's right!"

At this time, another old expert unfolded the rolled up scroll. At first, she was admiring the landscape painting on it. Suddenly, she saw the seal and a small line of words at the bottom of the scroll.

He was so shocked that he was speechless. After a long while, he said, "This, this is the painting of Master Yibi?!"

Upon hearing this, the other two old experts hurriedly put down the books in their hands and immediately came to the scroll.

"Yes! Yes! This seal is indeed from Yi Bi Ju Shi. There is no mistake!"

This scroll included the "Yi Bi Ju Shi" mentioned by the old expert. Jiang Qingli was a little unfamiliar with it. She asked, "Teachers, who is the Yi Bi Ju Shi you are talking about?"

One of the old experts explained: "Qingli, do you know the painting saint Dao Xuanzi?"

Jiang Qingli nodded. Primary school Chinese language competitions often require reciting similar knowledge points, such as the poet Du Fu, the immortal poet Li Bai, and the painter Daoxuanzi is naturally also a knowledge point.

But that was all she knew.

"It is said that 'Yi Bi Jushi' was Dao Xuanzi's teacher. On the paintings handed down by Dao Xuanzi, there are always cinnabar seals with the word 'Yi Bi' to express respect and remembrance for his teacher. However, except for a few articles handed down by Dao Xuanzi himself that mentioned his teacher 'Yi Bi Jushi', later generations can no longer find any information about 'Yi Bi Jushi', not even a single painting scroll has been handed down.

Many people once suspected that this 'Yi Bi Jushi' was actually Dao Xuan Zi himself. Now it seems that 'Yi Bi Jushi' does exist! The artistic value and collection value of this scroll are not inferior to Dao Xuan Zi's original work at all!"

Jiang Qingli was still a little puzzled: "Can it be confirmed with just one seal?"

At this time, another old expert also explained: "You don't know this. This scroll is "Floating Hills and Warm Greenery", which was created by 'Yi Bi Jushi' himself. Dao Xuanzi had copied this picture many times, but he felt that he could not depict the style of Yi Bi Jushi, so he burned them all. Now the National Museum has a collection of "Floating Hills and Warm Greenery" with a corner burned. It is said that Dao Xuanzi's servants rescued it from the fire when Dao Xuanzi was not paying attention. Dao Xuanzi also mentioned in his article that he copied and destroyed the painting.

This scroll, whether in terms of lines, ink or painting style, is more vivid and lifelike than Daoxuanzi's! The only person who can surpass Daoxuanzi in history is Yibi Jushi! "

The old expert could not contain his excitement and exclaimed loudly, "This is the only painting handed down by Yi Bi Ju Shi. If this painting were to be auctioned, the starting price would be at least 1 billion!"

Jiang Qingli didn't expect that the scroll that Sheng Huaigui picked up casually was so precious!

While the old experts were fascinated, Jiang Qingli came to Sheng Huaigui and whispered to him, "My Lord! You actually have such a rare scroll in your hands!"

At this moment, Sheng Huaigui's eyes were filled with surprise: "I am not talented, but actually..."