Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 7 Gold Leaf Book

"Eh...this feeling..." Suddenly, Gao Mingcheng's expression became serious. He pinched the book cover repeatedly, feeling that the feeling was a bit wrong.

It is common sense that the book cover will be thicker than the page.

Gao Mingcheng had never been suspicious before, but now that he has the experience of his previous life, when he holds something in his hand, he instinctively senses that something is wrong.

It's just that he looked at it several times, but he didn't see any flowers.

He also tried to tear the book cover a little bit, but the book cover was made of unknown material, but it was very tough.

Finally, his eyes fell on the burning kerosene lamp.

The wick is fed with kerosene, and a dazzling and colorful flower of flame blooms.When people stare at the flame, they only feel that the flame is alive and swaying.

An idea was born in Gao Mingcheng's mind. He looked rather hesitant, but finally he carefully approached the flame with a corner of the book cover.

He was extremely careful in his movements, for fear that the flame would ignite the entire book in an instant. After all, he only wanted to burn a little bit to see if there was really a layer of interlayer as he thought.

Thanks to tomb robbing in his previous life, Gao Mingcheng handled some antiques and learned some related knowledge. He knew that in ancient times, there was a kind of interlayer technology, which could sandwich some important things in other things, such as wooden boxes. Interlayer, interlayer in porcelain, and interlayer in calligraphy and painting, etc.

As a corner of the book cover approached the flame, the book cover was instantly ignited, and the flame quickly spread from one point to more surfaces.

Gao Mingcheng had been prepared for a long time. The moment the book cover was ignited, he suddenly pulled the book cover away, and then blew on the flame on the book cover, blowing out the flame.

The flame has been extinguished, leaving a dark mass at the corner of the book cover.

Gao Mingcheng stretched out his finger, rubbed the burnt black place, rubbed off the ashes little by little, and carefully observed the situation from the burning surface.

It's just that he didn't see anything wrong at all, which made him a little disappointed.

He touched the cover of the book repeatedly, but still felt something was wrong.

So he planned to burn more book covers to verify.

As usual, he approached the flame cautiously, and then the book cover was ignited smoothly. Gao Mingcheng planned to count to three silently in his heart, and then blew out the flame.

However, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly passed by in front of him.

Gao Mingcheng's eyes instinctively followed the shadow, and when he saw that it was a mouse, his heart skipped a beat.

He looked away, but saw that the book cover was already half burned, he was in a hurry, and hurriedly blew out the flame on the book cover.

"Damn rat!" Gao Mingcheng couldn't help cursing.

Looking at the one-fifth of the book cover that was burnt, Gao Mingcheng didn't want any interlayers for a while.

Otherwise, it would be a psychological burden to know that some treasure was burned by his inattention.

Taking a deep breath, Gao Mingcheng came to check the situation.

Because the book cover is relatively thick, the flame will not burn too fast, and the ashes after burning will not fall directly on the ground, but condense together, and the color is black instead of off-white.

This is because the paper of the book cover has not been completely burned through.

Gao Mingcheng rubbed the ashes away with his fingers, and the black ash fell off one after another, revealing a dazzling golden color.

This touch of gold, like the rising sun, directly shines into Gao Mingcheng's heart.

His heart began to beat rapidly, and a bold guess took shape in his heart.

Fingers covered with black ash touched the little gold substance excitedly, and a wave of ecstasy spread in Gao Mingcheng's heart.

He had guessed whether there would be a sandwich in the book cover, and also guessed whether there would be a bank note of the Ming Dynasty or Qing Dynasty sandwiched inside like the ones he had encountered before.

Silver bills are also paper, and they are most afraid of flames, so when they accidentally burn too much, he would rather have no interlayer inside.

But he never expected that there is indeed a sandwich inside the book cover, and the sandwiched thing is actually gold!
Of course, the gold that can be sandwiched into the book cover is also extremely thin, roughly gold leaf.

Chinese people love gold, which is engraved in their blood.

Gao Mingcheng is no exception.

Knowing that it was gold, he became bolder. He tore off the entire cover of the book, intending to burn it, since real gold is not afraid of fire.

But when it was about to burn, he still hesitated.

Real gold is not afraid of fire, but this gold leaf is too thin, and it is afraid of being melted.

The original owner of this book put the gold leaf in the book cover, just to hide some gold, or did he have some other intentions?
Will there be any important information on this gold foil?

Thinking of this, Gao Mingcheng immediately thought that in the antique shop, antiques with inscriptions are more valuable than those without inscriptions!

In the same way, if there is no information on the gold leaf, then this gold leaf can only be regarded as ordinary gold, but if there is any important information on the gold leaf, then this is an antique!
It is worth far more than gold!
With an excited heart and trembling hands, Gao Mingcheng fetched a basin of water, then submerged the entire book cover into the water, allowing the water to soak the book cover.

After about two or three minutes, Gao Mingcheng estimated that it was almost done, so he fished the book cover out of the water, and then tore off the soaked paper little by little.

Due to the toughness of the paper and the fear of damaging the gold leaf, he tore the paper lightly. It took him 10 minutes before he completely tore off the paper.

Looking at the two pages of gold foil paper in his hand, Gao Mingcheng couldn't help showing a gratified smile.

He first picked up a sheet of gold foil and looked in the direction of the kerosene lamp. The light passed through the gold foil, emitting a charming golden light.

As for the information on the gold foil paper, I can't see it at all.

But Gao Mingcheng was not discouraged. He suspected that it was a problem with the light, and planned to observe it again in the daytime tomorrow.

As soon as he put the gold foil back into the book, he heard the sound of a door being pushed behind him.

Before seeing who came out, a familiar curse sounded first: "Why don't you sleep at night? You still light kerosene lamps! You don't need to spend money to buy kerosene!"

"Huh!" The figure quickly came to the kerosene lamp like the wind, and blew out the lamp, leaving only a wisp of green smoke curling up.

Under the moonlight, Gao Mingcheng's mother's face was full of distress, as if the kerosene lamp burned not kerosene, but her hard work.

She was already asleep, but because of her body, she got up once or twice a night to go to the bathroom.

"I'm going to work on the railway tomorrow, why don't you sleep at night?" Gao Mingcheng's mother, Luo Xiaohua, reprimanded him again.

Gao Mingcheng didn't argue, and went to sleep after saying a few words.

Then get up and go back to your house.

Luo Xiaohua had no choice but to put away the kerosene lamp in distress, and then went to the toilet.

In the early morning of the next day, the Gao family got up very early, and Luo Xiaohua cooked a big pot of porridge early. Because he had to do heavy physical work on the railway, today's porridge was thicker than usual.

It's just that while eating, Gao Yuanjian looked around and found that his second son, Gao Mingcheng, hadn't gotten up yet.

So he lowered his face and said to his third son, "Your second brother hasn't gotten up yet? Go and wake him up!"

The third child, Gao Mingwan, said, "Second brother has already woken up! When I woke up, he was already out of bed!"

"You son of a bitch!" Seeing his fury, Gao Yuan wanted to beat his second child with a stick.

"Look at your wonderful son, he is almost 20 years old, and he still idles around all day long. He finally has a job that makes money, and he dares to run away!" Take my wife Luo Xiaohua to vent my anger.

Luo Xiaohua didn't want to see this unpleasant second son, and immediately scolded: "I don't know why the second son is so stupid. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night last night, and even lit a kerosene lamp in the yard! Damn it, So much less kerosene in that lamp!"

Luo Xiaohua stretched out his hand and gestured exaggeratedly.

(End of this chapter)