Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

When I walked into the room, I saw it was in a mess, filled with old books, most of which were already covered in mold.

Ye Chuan asked: "Teacher Li, are you going to keep everything in here?"

Chapter 92 Teacher Li told them with a smile, "You don't need anything anymore. When you finish your work, just come to my office next door to find me." After giving the instructions, he walked straight into another office next door.

Mr. Li, who teaches physics, was unexpectedly promoted to deputy chief of the General Affairs Department, but his actual job is to sort out miscellaneous matters as the chief's assistant.

As a teacher who focuses on teaching and research, he has no great interest in this kind of job. Apart from teaching, he hardly cares about other trivial matters.

After Teacher Li left, Ye Chuan and Fatty Han immediately began cleaning the warehouse.

Old buildings are often susceptible to moisture, and the books have been stored for a long time, many of which have become moldy and infested with termites. Ye Chuan flipped through a few books and decided that there was no point in keeping them.

"Fatty, if you see a book that is in good condition, keep it and don't throw it away," Ye Chuan ordered.

"Understood, big brother." Fatty Han said in a deep voice and did as he was told.

Fat Han knew that Ye Chuan liked reading, so whenever he got some old books, he would secretly hide some for himself. When he had free time, he would take out the books and read them.

Han Di once tried to follow his sister's instructions, but after reading two pages, his eyelids would feel heavy, as if it could help him sleep.

This warehouse is in a mess and no one usually tidies it up. It contains old items that are ten or even twenty years old.

Some books were stuck together, and some covers were corroded by moisture, so that the words were so blurred that even the titles could not be seen.

Fatty Han came to Ye Chuan holding a small box with two square stone bars in it, thinking that this might arouse his interest.

"Boss, look at this."

Ye Chuan put aside the work at hand and took the brocade box to take a closer look.

This is an exquisite little box of only an inch in size, but time has left traces on its surface, which is now covered with thick fur.

After opening the lid, light shone in, and inside the box were two jade seals, one made of Hetian jade, of plain quality, not top-notch stuff, with four characters engraved in seal script on the front: "I have nothing to do".

The font is free and natural, showing that the owner carved it casually when he had nothing to do. Otherwise, there would never be these four words inscribed.

Ye Chuan examined the second seal again and recognized the three words "Liu Hanting". He was immediately stunned.

The celebrity anecdotes I just browsed on the school wall mentioned that Liu Hanting was the first principal when the school was founded and an outstanding master of Chinese studies.

This time it appears together with the "Idle Time" seal, which is enough to infer that this seal was made by a famous person.

It is judged that this seal was created during the middle to late Ming Dynasty, but there are not many clues to determine its origin and who made it.

Quietly, Ye Chuan put the brocade box into his storage system.

During the sorting process, some books that were slightly damaged were also selected, which may be of great collection value.

After all, this institution has a long history, and it is possible that there are treasures hidden in this warehouse that has been abandoned for many years.

Ye Chuan thought that if he worked in the material recycling company longer, he could build a deep and vast library of his own.

Only one month had passed, and his storage system had accumulated nearly five hundred books, most of which had extremely high collection potential, and some of the thread-bound ancient books even had archaeological research value.

It has only been sixty-one years. In another fifty-five years, these books will become real waste paper and be cheap and easily available.

Fatty Han saw this and understood Ye Chuan's intention of collecting these books: "Boss, why do I feel sleepy when I read? Did you leave these for me?"

Haha, you can start with comic strips!" Ye Chuan said with a smile.

The chubby Mr. Han nodded seriously, as if he thought what Brother Ye said was right. He decided to go home and find some comic books to read tonight.

After spending more than an hour tidying up, the warehouse was finally much tidier.

Just when he was finishing up the cleaning, he accidentally found a wooden box in the corner.