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Chapter 146 The Real Challenge

Chuhe put the silk script into the porcelain basin little by little.

Lu Xinye paused, "Are you washing silk books in the same way as washing paintings?"

"No, this method can also separate the glued pages." Chu He explained.

"Ah? Why don't I know this method?" Lu Xinye was a little confused. After all, everyone was in class together, so why didn't he know this step?

Even Xue Lanqi and Dong Lufan on the side were curious. They seemed to have never used this method to layer book leaves.

Seeing that all the silk books had been put in, Chuhe waited patiently.

Yang Shuo kept looking at the time on the phone, until half an hour later, he tentatively asked: "Chuhe, is this okay?"

"Look." Chu He pointed to the porcelain basin with air.

The big guy poked his head to look over, and sure enough, he found that the silk script had already floated in the water, as if it had separated several layers.

"Water has buoyancy in the first place, you can take advantage of the gaps between the silk books, and they are separated naturally, although" Chuhe smiled: "Although the time has been waiting for a long time."

"Soon, soon, anyway, just watch like this, and don't need to work." Lu Xinye grinned.

After Qiu Mingjun watched it from the sidelines, he silently recorded it with a pen.

Li Xiaoqing looked at Qiu Mingjun memorizing the restoration steps, and asked curiously, "Are you going to record the restoration process? There is a record sheet there."

"Ah? No, I just think that I can't learn these in school, so I will write them down, and then I will understand them myself." Qiu Mingjun expressed his thoughts.

After Chuhe heard it, he smiled. In terms of learning ability, maybe Qiu Mingjun is not as strong as Xue Lanqi and the others, but his roommate is notoriously hardworking.

Time continued to pass, and the silk script, which was originally divided into several layers, had already been divided into dozens of layers.

"Come on, let's fish up the silk books slowly. You have to pay attention to each stack of silk books and separate them layer by layer." Chu He started to work after speaking.

The people on the side each stood in a corner and carefully picked up the silk book among them.

Everyone was very patient, for fear that the silk scroll would be torn apart later.

At this time, Zhang Yongjin, Xu Jingchun and others also walked in.

They walked steadily, and they were not found when they came to Chuhe and the others.

In fact, Zhang Yongjin and the others are worried that the students of the Tianjiang School are all young people, and they will always be frizzy when doing things.

Although no one from the other factions proposed a restoration plan, and only the Tianjiang Faction was willing to restore the Mawangdui Silk Books, this did not mean that Zhang Yongjin and the others completely trusted the Tianjiang Faction.

Of course, if Tian Guyi was in charge of the restoration room, perhaps they would not be so worried.

It's a pity that the old man bluntly said that he was just trying to help students get a place to restore the Mawangdui Silk Books, and he was just a hands-off shopkeeper.

Therefore, Zhang Yongjin, Xu Jingchun and others had to pay more attention to the restoration process of Mawangdui silk books.

When they saw that each of the Tianjiang School students was seriously layering, their expressions of satisfaction were revealed on their faces.

They were not arrogant or impatient, and each of them performed their own duties, slowly separating the layers of silk books.

Chu He did not layer his own silk book, but observed other people's layering techniques. Once someone made a mistake, he would make corrections.

At this moment, he also put away his approachable character and took everything seriously.

After all, if the hand shakes, it is very likely that the silk book will be torn apart.

The layering of silk books is a test of patience for a group of young people.

However, because Xue Lanqi and the others had restored the "Yongle Canon" before, they had already exercised the mentality of calmness, and their movements were fast and steady.

On the contrary, because Lu Xinye and Qiu Mingjun had only restored cultural relics in school and did not restore such important calligraphy and paintings on this occasion, it was inevitable that they would be a little nervous.

Chu He patted the shoulders of both of them, and comforted the two roommates with a smile: "It's okay, just treat it like distributing rice paper in the dormitory on weekdays, as long as you do it as ordinary things."

Lu Xinye was nervous at first, but after Chuhe said this, he couldn't even speak clearly: "Chu, Chuhe, I don't think I can tell the difference, I, I'm too good at it."

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Chu He did it himself. He first put his hand on the corner of the page, then gently opened the two layers, and separated the two layers at a steady speed.

"Damn it, it's so fast." Seeing that Chuhe left all of a sudden, Lu Xinye tried it too.

Unexpectedly, after this demonstration, Lu Xinye already had the basic skills, so he got started right away.

Zhang Yongjin and Xu Jingchun watched these operations behind them and couldn't help but smile at each other.

Immediately, they walked out of the repair room.

Come without a trace, go without a trace.

No one in the restoration room noticed their arrival.

"I didn't expect that Chuhe could teach people." Xu Jingchun felt emotional.

"It's not surprising at all." Zhang Yongjin explained: "You don't know his glorious deeds in Dunhuang. To be honest, I don't even know who he learned from."

After hearing this sentence, Xu Jingchun was confused: "Isn't it Old Man Tian?"

"Do you think such a lazy old man Tian will teach him so much? The most you can do is let him practice continuously and let him realize it on his own." Zhang Yongjin certainly understands Tian Guyi.

Xu Jingchun was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that that kid is really self-taught and learned it by himself?"

"If that's the case, it would be terrible." The corner of Zhang Yongjin's mouth twitched, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

His only hope now is to let Yang Shuoduo and Chu He learn some skills, and it is unlikely that there will be no young people with potential in the Kyoto Museum.

At this time, Yang Shuo asked Chu He: "Chu He, I found some fragments when I was layering, what should I do?"

Chuhe had expected this kind of thing a long time ago, and he said immediately: "Let's collect these fragments first, and then add them after the layers are finished."

"Okay" Yang Shuo understood and continued to write silk books in layers.

However, the more they layered over the next few days, the more debris floated to the surface.

There are so many that the students of the Tianjiang School are afraid.

However, Chuhe comforted them: "It's okay, let's separate the layers first, don't worry about the fragments."

They all looked at Chuhe. Although they didn't know if Chuhe could do anything, since Chuhe said so, they could only trust him unconditionally.

After experiencing so many things, perhaps they have all formed a habit of believing that Chuhe is definitely right.

Finally, a week later, the silk book was finally layered.

Dong Lufan rubbed his neck and said to Chu He, "More than 400 pages in total."

"Unexpectedly, we have separated more than 400 pages in a week. Applause!" Lu Xinye applauded himself happily.

Everyone else was also happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Chuhe smiled, and said to them: "The real challenge begins now."

(End of this chapter)