The door opened.
The 'little' housekeeper Liu Zangyun appeared in the eyes of the six people.
Liu Zangyun smiled and said, "Everyone, please come in!"
In the pavilion in the courtyard, Lin Feng served tea and entertained the six people politely.
After drinking tea and chatting for a while, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but explain his purpose, and then Lin Feng took them to the study.
After several people washed their hands and dried the water, they eagerly picked up the Yongle Dadian from the bookshelf and started reading.
One of the little ones took out a pair of glasses with thick frames and put them on the bridge of his nose.
In fact, this is a pair of high-tech glasses with a camera function.
It can store hundreds of thousands of pictures in one go.
Lin Feng's lips curled up.
Just take pictures. Anyway, what these people can see are literature, history, architecture, etc.
Volumes on medicine, Taoism, etc. have long been collected.
When I was young, I was quite knowledgeable. Guo Jia and I all collected the Yongle Canon found on the bookshelf.
After comparing it, I found that the Yongle Ceremony mentioned by Lin Feng was indeed real!
Since it is true, then we need to find opportunities to take some important information back.
It's a pity that there is nothing important.
Xiaotian whispered a few words in the ear of the middle-aged man who was leading the team.
The middle-aged man frowned, walked out of the door, sat down in front of Lin Feng, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Lin, why are there no volumes related to medicine, Taoism, etc.?"
Lin Feng also smiled and said: "Mr. Lu, you just said that you just want to check some ancient history and humanities information.
By the way, help me identify the authenticity of this set of Yongle Dadian. I think the thousands of volumes in it can meet your requirements. You are not studying medicine, so even if you read it, it will be useless.
Besides, that childhood friend inside kept taking pictures with that glasses-shaped shooting device!
Those medical and Taoist records are treasures of our ancestors! If someone takes it away like this, you don’t feel heartbroken, I feel heartbroken! "
Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Lin is right! Mr. Nakamura was indeed a little rude, but he didn't have any ill intentions. He was just a little obsessed with knowledge..."
The person was brought here by Mr. Lu first. Xiao Ri's behavior, which was tantamount to theft, made Mr. Lu very embarrassed and had to forcefully clear Xiao Ri's name.
Lin Feng just laughed.
Mr. Lu felt a little embarrassed and got up and returned to the study.
After a while, the six people said goodbye and left.
Not all of these people want to see medicine.
At least four of them were very satisfied.
After leaving the door, the four of them all had smiles on their faces, saying that they finally saw the complete volume after the fragments, and they really wanted to come and see it often in the future.
The little boy named Nakamura Notoshi frowned.
This time the goal was not achieved.
He didn't expect that Lin Feng, a businessman, would guard them like thieves.
After getting in the car, Nakamura Noshun looked dissatisfied and said: "This man is so rude, he actually guarded us like a thief.
Those volumes that record medicine are the most important. People like He Chang and Huang Lian can watch it, but we can't. It's too abominable! "
Mr. Lu sighed: "We have hit a soft nail this time! If we want to get those things, conventional means will not work."
Nakamura Nojun's eyes lit up, "You mean..."
Mr. Lu smiled and said: "The Yongle Dadian is a national treasure! How can it be owned by a private person? This must be kept in a museum."
"Yes!"
Nakamura Noshun nodded and said: "If it is in a museum and we have an exchange agreement, you can watch it at will."
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July 20th.
It's another Saturday.
Ho's Medical Clinic.
Li Gui, who saw a doctor last Saturday, came for a follow-up examination.
Compared with a week ago, Li Gui looked much better.
"Dr. He, I have been able to eat something recently. Before I could only drink some milk, chicken soup and the like. Not only am I much better now, I can also drink porridge. By the way, when I vomited the day before yesterday, I spit out a piece of meat. I put wine in a bottle and soaked it..."
Li Gui said, taking out a small bottle from his pocket.
After He Chang took it and looked at it, he was sure that it was a tumor in Li Gui's stomach.
Putting down the bottle, he took Li Gui's pulse, looked at his tongue, and touched the back of Li Gui's head...
After some inspection, He Chang said happily: "I have to adjust the prescription again, reduce a few herbs and add a few herbs. If it works, that would be even better."
He Chang didn't say anything.
Because in the decades of practicing medicine, he has never really cured a patient with terminal cancer.
Similar patients who came to see a doctor in the past just wanted to be prescribed some Chinese medicine to complement Western medicine treatment.
"Okay, okay! Doctor He, you are a real miracle doctor!"
Li Gui looked grateful.
He Chang just smiled.
Then he wrote the prescription and handed it to He Gui, asking him to take the prescription to the side to get the medicine and decoct it.
When Li Gui was about to leave with all his thanks, He Chang stopped Li Gui and said, "Mr. Li, can you wait here for half a day? I'll ask some friends to come over this afternoon and let's take a look at it together."
Of course Li Gui nodded in agreement.
After leaving the clinic, I went over with my daughter to pay for the medicine.
After spending a whole morning, He Chang went through the patients who had received their numbers today.
Then I made more than a dozen phone calls and called over a dozen friends in the Chinese medicine field.
Then they conducted a consultation with Li Gui.
As Mr. He's favored disciple, Guo Yanqiu had the honor to attend.
To be honest, what these old professors said was like a sacred book to her.
More than a dozen people haven't finished discussing it yet.
Guo Yanqiu's cell phone rang.
It was the 'little' housekeeper Liu Zangyun who called.
After running to the side and answering the phone, Guo Yanqiu ran over with a shocked look on his face, "Teacher, seniors, something big happened over there with Mr. Lin..."
After Guo Yanqiu finished speaking, the old professors were shocked.
Then he ran out of the door, sat in the same car, and rushed towards Lin Feng's courtyard.
After arriving, I saw many people surrounding the gate of the courtyard.
Most of them are passing by or from the surrounding neighbors.
He Chang and others entered the gate and saw that the yard was full of Yongle ceremonies.
There were many people around.
There was Mr. Lu who had been here the day before yesterday, Toshi Murano who had been there the day before, and there were also officers on duty from a certain department.
There were also reporters filming at the scene with cameras.
The Yongle ceremony was piled messily in the yard, with gasoline poured on top.
Lin Feng said with a sneer: "We are not ordinary people with no power. We can take it away for free if we hand it over to Guo Jia! We are looking for excuses to raid my house! No matter what era this is!"
Just think that these Yongle Dharma Ceremonies I collected are all fake! I had nothing to do, so I printed and bound things for fun. "
After Lin Feng finished speaking, he lit the cigarette butt with a lighter, took a puff, and threw the cigarette away.
"Boom~"
A fire broke out in the yard.
The Yongle Dadian with a bright yellow cover is surrounded by blazing flames.
How is this going! ?
Mr. He and Ms. Huang Lian looked at all this with shocked faces.
After Lin Feng lit the fire, he stood aside.
This matter will probably become a big deal and everyone will know about it.
When the right time comes, the Yongle Dadian, which has been printed for a long time, should be put on the shelves for sale.
These ignited Yongle ceremonies are of course fake.
How could Lin Feng burn the real Yongle Ceremony?
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