The paper I just wrote turned out to be true

Chapter 49 Summary
"Saturday, November [-]st."

Under the bright white desk lamp, Lin Chen was writing notes with an old pen.

Although he already has money, he is still reluctant to part with this pen.

Whenever he holds this pen, Lin Chen will feel a surge of strength in his heart.

This is a pen specially bought by his father as a reward for his improvement in grades. The price is not expensive, only 23 yuan.

"Excluding the investment of 50 yuan, I currently have 56 yuan left."

"Among them, 20 yuan will be given to the family, so that father and mother don't have to work too hard."

Lin Chen also knew, even if it was given to them.

They will also save and do a lot of work, so their own money is far from enough, and they will gradually throw away their old ideas when they earn more money.

"There are more than 30 yuan left, and 10 yuan will be donated to some domestic historical research institutions."

Lin Chen wrote stroke by stroke.

Many domestic histories still need to be further studied, but limited by funds and other reasons, it is far from enough, especially in some ancient times.

Therefore, he intends to donate some money as a kindness.

"There are more than 20 million more."

After thinking about it again and again, Lin Chen decided to use some of it to help the poor.

The village where his grandmother lives is even more backward than the small town where he lives. Many children with difficulties cannot go to high school at all, and many bright children generally drop out of school after entering junior high school.

To this end, he intends to sponsor three or four students.

Hope to make their lives easier.

He knew what it was like to be poor, the pain.

Therefore, this is also the reason why Lin Chen did it.

"This part starts with 10 yuan."

Lin Chen stopped writing, and secretly said: "Based on this, I only have about 10 yuan left, which is just enough for my college life."

"The computer is too stuck and needs to be replaced with a new one, as well as some food and clothing."

Lin Chen rubbed his eyebrows.

I thought I was rich.

But after he concluded, he seemed to be a poor man.

Lin Chen took a deep breath and must continue writing the thesis.

He put down his pen and turned on his phone.

Under the meager account.

"Boss Lin, there have been many rumors that the businessman is white, what do you think?"

There are also a few private chats.

Although many people have refuted the rumors, after such a publicity, there is still a bad result, that is, some people who do not have the ability to distinguish also understand the matter, and have some doubts about the identity of the merchant.

Lin Chen replied: "It's possible, it may be in the pot of the Shang Dynasty."

Followed by a smile.

Lin Chen didn't know much about these issues, but when he was writing his thesis, he read the materials and papers written by Li Qi, the father of archaeology, Professor Tang, who made important excavations at Yin Ruins, and Professor Su, who explored the origin of Chinese civilization.

The odds of that are pretty slim.

Mexico City in winter.

Still relatively warm.

The surrounding mountains block the cold wind.

In the west of Mexico City, construction is underway. A slight earthquake yesterday damaged the mountain and formed a huge cave-in.

Not far from the National Museum of Mexico.

Professor Badrick pinched out his cigarette and tugged at his coat. There was a little rain outside, and it was slowly flowing down the street.

"It shouldn't be, such an earthquake level is difficult to change the terrain."

He frowned and whispered softly.

Because of his voice on the Internet, Professor Badrick has been warned many times, but where there are opponents, there are welcomers.

He was invited by the National Museum of Mexico as an ordinary librarian, of course, only in name, after all, he wanted to avoid the limelight.

The director of the National University Museum came over.

"It's confirmed. It's a king of the Yin Shang Dynasty, Youhouxi. It seems that the descendants of the Yin Shang came here and multiplied. They established the later Olmec civilization. Now many Indians are dripping with their blood. .”

The curator of the museum has complicated eyes.

The oracle bone fragments unearthed in Mexico are all hidden here by Yugui, but these can't explain anything before, and they can't prove the connection between Yin Shang civilization and Olmec civilization.

However, the reality of ironclad evidence is now in front of us.

A sword handed down from a tribe.

It turned out to be the sword of Yin Shang Wang Youhouxi.

What is even more amazing is that after 3000 years, it is still so sharp and seems to be immortal.

Professor Badrick said in a muffled voice: "I have expected this result a long time ago."

"What are you going to do?"

"What can I do, I'm already on the blacklist." Professor Badrick laughed at himself.

All channels of voice were cut off.

Even the accounts of their own relatives have been suspended.

Some of my friends were also detected information.

These are all done in the north.

Mexico does not have its own network.

"Ugh!"

The curator of the museum also sighed, and didn't know how to help his old friend.

He comforted: "The other side of the ocean has received the news a long time ago, but it has not been announced. You don't have to worry, someone will naturally worry about it."

Suddenly, a phone rang.

The curator of the museum answered the phone.

After hanging up, he said: "There is a construction team in the west of the city. When cleaning up the ruins, they found several bones and some things, which may be objects from hundreds of years ago. You should go and take a look and distract yourself. "

Professor Badrick nodded in agreement.

"it is good."

Some skeletons and remains have been placed on the ground.

The roar of the excavator, the sound of people walking on the road, and the sound of talking made the scene very chaotic.

"I'm from the museum."

"Hello, I'm the person in charge, Fei Namin."

Professor Badrick looked down at the corpses and asked, "Where did these come from?"

Fei Naming took an umbrella, cursed at the people below, opened the umbrella, turned his head, and pointed his index finger at the mountain.

"During the pumping of water during construction today, I found that the pipe was blocked. As a result, these corpses were found. We probed and there seemed to be some bones underneath, so I want you to take a look."

Badrick made a brief judgment.

Skeletal architecture, Mexican Indians no doubt.

As for the time, it remains to be seen.

He gently wiped the surface of the bones, and secretly said: "It should be a hundred years old."

"Keep digging, it should be a sacrificial pit."

With many years of rich archaeological experience, he already had an idea in his mind.

Still to be verified though.

With these words, construction resumed.

The water is slowly pumped out.

Can gradually see the scene below.

About ten meters deep, there are some piles of bones.

An unpleasant smell came out.

Professor Badrick quickly informed the curator, telling him that this was a very valuable event.

Soon, this matter attracted attention.

Work is temporarily suspended.

Some local newspapers and news also started reporting.

[Corpse appears in the west of Mexico City, suspected to be a burial pit]

(End of this chapter)