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Chapter 149 The Jigsaw Game of the Fragments of the Silk Book (For Subscription)
After the old lady's explanation, Chuhe and the others finally understood.

It turned out that this dress was the only relic left by the grandmother's mother. It had been with the grandmother for decades, but unexpectedly, a big hole was accidentally burned through the dress.

The wrinkles on the old grandma's face became more obvious because of her sadness. She said sadly: "I know that today is the weaving fair, so I just want to try my luck and see who can mend it."

"I can give you money, no matter how much money you have, I can repair it." The old lady looked at Xu Tongshan.

Someone next to me suggested: "Old man, your hole is too big. You can only fill it up with some random materials. There is no other way."

But Chuhe shook his head: "I can have a try and change this dress back to its original appearance."

"Really?" The old grandma's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up.

Xu Tongshan was puzzled, didn't you say just 5 minutes ago that you don't know how to darn and repair?

How to fix it?
Xu Tongshan thought that Chuhe was just trying, and she was not very sure, so she pulled Chuhe's arm: "Don't coax the old lady."

"I do not have."

Chuhe nodded, and then he said to the old grandma peacefully: "It's just that there are no tools now, how about this, grandma, tell me where I live, and I will come to you in a few days."

When the old grandma heard it, she cheered up: "Okay, okay."

Someone nearby questioned Chuhe's identity: "I said you are not a liar, are you?"

As soon as this sentence came out, other people really wondered: "That's right, you should make up now, or don't lie to the old man."

Chu He touched his pocket, and just found that he had brought a museum staff card, so he took it out: "I'm a museum cultural relic restorer, not a liar, but I saw that the old lady was so rare about this dress, so I followed it and made a good heart." .”

The stall owner saw that Chu He was considered a good-looking talent, so he rounded up the situation: "I think that young man is also a handsome guy, how can there be such a good-looking liar, what's so bad about his looks, how can he still be a liar?"

Chuhe smiled awkwardly, coauthoring what kind of remarks this is.

Finally, someone recognized him: "Hey, aren't you the young man who cracked down on counterfeiting online?"

"What anti-counterfeiting?" Xu Tongshan was stunned.

The white-collar worker in a suit explained: "A while ago on Weibo, there was a video about a young man who faked a palm eye in an antique shop, and the palm eye claimed that Xu Beihong's painting was real. This guy said it was fake, and then it turned out to be fake."

After hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.

The old lady didn't care whether Chuhe would be repaired or not, but she had a glimmer of hope, and there was a sense of anticipation on her face. She then told Chuhe, go straight along this street, and the community that turns left is her home.

Chuhe nodded and asked her to go home first, and he would come to the door to repair it after the tools were ready.

Many people clapped their hands and applauded Chuhe's willingness to help others.

Chuhe was a little embarrassed, so he took Xu Tongshan away from the crowd.

Seeing that the crowd gradually dispersed, Xu Tongshan asked Chuhe: "When did you crack down on fakes?"

"It happened in Jinling before, I didn't expect it to be photographed on the Internet, and I didn't know." Chuhe explained.

"Tell me quickly what's going on." Xu Tongshan pulled him, wanting to hear the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Finally, before Chuhe returned to the museum, Xu Tongshan left with satisfaction.

Early the next morning, Xu Jingchun came to the restoration room with a large pile of papers full of handwriting.

He put it on the table and said cheerfully, "I'm right, those old men can finish it in one day."

Yang Shuo looked at the text full of annotations and couldn't help but be surprised: "Oh my god, those text researchers are so awesome."

"Originally they said it would be done in three days, but when they heard that it was the Mawangdui silk book, everyone put down their work notes. Some old men even said they only ate one meal a day."

In order to reflect the dedication of those text researchers, Xu Jingchun exaggerated how much he said.

Chuhe took the 400-plus pages of paper and said to everyone: "Okay, from now on, we will bind the silk books back in order and put the pieces back together bit by bit!"

"it is good!"

"come on!!"

But the students of Tianjiang School soon encountered difficulties.

Because the fragments that were accidentally dropped before had to be replaced one by one to their original positions, this level of difficulty was something they had never encountered before.

Even some fragments are only the size of a word! !
Lu Xinye looked at the nearly tens of thousands of fragments on the porcelain basin, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At this moment, he dared not complain.

Because in this industry, you have to face such a process.

If you don't have enough patience, it can only mean that you don't really love this profession.

Fortunately, Zhang Yongjin borrowed the latest scientific equipment from Tsingbei University. As long as more than 400 annotations were entered into the machine, the text of the fragments could be recognized, so that Chuhe and the others could analyze the fragments bit by bit.

Chuhe felt that this speed was too slow, and he felt that he had to find some shortcuts.

So he activated the ability of tracing back to the source, looking at the silk script, he came to the world of Mawangdui all at once.

Soon, the contents of the book appeared in front of him.

Chuhe looked at the fragments in the porcelain basin, picked up a fragment casually, and put it in the corresponding position at a steady and fast speed.

At the beginning, Yang Shuo and the others were also finishing their own pages.

But when they found that the speed of the Chu River was four or five times faster than theirs, they were all dumbfounded.

"This..." Dong Lufan looked at Chuhe, felt that he was playing a jigsaw puzzle, and couldn't help sighing: "This is too amazing."

Although they didn't know that Chuhe had used other abilities, in their opinion, Chuhe could have such a speed, which made sense while being surprised.

Finally, after half an hour, Chuhe couldn't take it anymore.

The content of the silk script in his mind was like a sponge, filling the entire cerebral cortex, and it was about to burst.

He terminated this ability.

Chuhe panted heavily, sweating profusely, and sat down.

Seeing this, Xue Lanqi went to the nearby water dispenser to pour a glass of water, and handed it to Chuhe: "Here."

"Thank you." Chu He turned pale, and then took two sips.

He raised his head and found that the other members were also putting together the pieces seriously, not daring to neglect at all.

He originally wanted to persuade them to take a break, but after thinking about it, he stood up and continued to piece together.

After all, he still has to help the old lady darn the dress. If he can't repair the Mawangdui Silk Book, then he won't be able to get the darning and repair method rewarded by the system.

No matter what, you must do what you promise to others.

(End of this chapter)