Paper horse incense shop

If the four Taibao found out, wouldn't they just sit idly by and do nothing?

Doesn't that remind me not to be discovered?

I sat on the wicker chair thoughtfully for a while, until the door of the Zima Xiang Shop was covered by a shadow, and then I came back to my senses:

"what happened?"

Ma Zi rubbed his hands flatteringly:

"Little boss, where are you warming up by the fire?"

"Well, Six Taibao called you again."

Come again? !

I suddenly had a splitting headache:

"It was the Fourth Taibao looking for me again. Did the Sixth Taibao call?"

Mazi nodded repeatedly, and the smiling eyes on his entire face were no longer visible:

"Yes, yes, the call is coming to the hall again."

"Why don't you, little boss, move inside the hall? The surrounding buildings are actually ours, and we have clearly assigned them to you!"

"In this case, next time the Taibao people have something to do, our Tang's work can be sent directly to you, and it will be faster."

I stood up and said directly without answering his words:

"Let's go."

Seeing that I didn't even look at him, Dazhi immediately knew that I was displeased and immediately led the way with his head lowered like a quail.

In one month, I came to the main hall of the sworn brothers three times. This time I was familiar with the road and went straight into the main hall.

The people in the main room were almost the same as last time, but this time, before I could pretend to show off, the excited Professor Huang immediately motioned for me to sit down and wait for him for a few minutes, so that I could watch in peace——

ppt? !

Seeing the shock on my face, Azian beside me was all blue and black, and he said with anger like gossamer:

"They really regard you as their savior. They even hung up white cloth and installed a projector."

"I was the first to come and watched Professor Huang's two students debugging the system for more than an hour."

So, if you had told me earlier, don’t be so rigid about reporting!

And what’s going on with Ah Chian’s dying look?

There are more blue and black parts now than last time!

I was speechless and could only ask in a low voice:

"You look like you are about to die and haven't slept well? Could it be that the business of the funeral parlor was so good during the transformation process, and you were working day and night?"

"Then you have to take care of yourself, right? Your eyes are so black that you're going to look like a giant panda."

Azian was stunned for a moment and then whispered back:

"Indeed, business is very good."

"Ever since I gave up becoming a ruthless killer and turned to using the cutting line to listen to news, the news has been pouring in. There are more and more people are buying."

The thread used to cut corpses to hear news?

I suddenly realized, no wonder I had always wondered why Ah Qian was so good at inquiring about information. It turned out to be like this.

On the science channel when I was a kid, I also made a sound transmission tool with a thin wire in the middle and paper cups at both ends.

But this kind of sound transmission tool cannot always be successful. The difference lies in the choice of sound transmission lines.

It is said that the tighter and stronger the wire, the better the sound transmission effect.

As for ordinary threads, the softer and more elastic they are, the greater the attenuation of vibrations.

What thread can be stronger than a thread that can cut even bone?

There should be no more!

Just imagine, someone like Ah Qian, who has been practicing killer skills since childhood, sneaks into certain places to lay out threads, and holds the ends of the threads not far away.

Good guy, he listened to everyone in the corner.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that Ah Qian’s transformation this time is reliable.

Azian was right next to me. Naturally, he saw the look in my eyes and felt quite uncomfortable:

"However, the reason why I didn't sleep well was not because of business problems." "The reason why I didn't sleep well was because of that annoying guy Ah Shi. He has been fighting against me recently."

Oh? !

oh.

I gave Ah Qian a complicated look and was about to speak when I heard Professor Huang clear his throat:

"Everyone pay attention, we are ready to start!"

The lecture was so lively that I was shocked and immediately leaned on my seat to prepare for the lecture.

Professor Huang was actually paying attention to me all the time. When he saw that I was upright, he immediately took out a bamboo strip that he had cut out from nowhere, pointed at the projection on the white cloth, and said:

"When we met last time, we left several questions. This time we will analyze them one by one."

"The first one is related to the origin of human skin paper."

"According to the information we obtained this time, the ancient Yue Kingdom has actually moved away from the era of eating hair and drinking blood. It respects rituals and music. At the same time, there is basically no production of human skin paper."

"And a person with Tao Zhugong's status should pay more attention to his own conduct and not add any stigma to himself."

“So the issue of material selection is most likely based on the texture of human skin paper itself.

Once made, human skin paper is easy to store and does not rot or deteriorate. The tattoos are also different from the playful tattoos of modern times. Instead, they penetrate directly into the skin and remain for a long time.

It is not a traditional paper. It is not like silk and brocade that easily wears out after a hundred years, nor is it like bamboo chips that will develop insects if not exposed to the sun for a while.

Also, there are too few characters that can be recorded on the bamboo slices. Although there are not many characters here, there are still hundreds of characters. It is not convenient to make bamboo slices. "

Professor Huang finished speaking in one breath, raised his glasses, looked at me, and stopped talking.

For some reason, the eyes in the field looked at me again. I opened my mouth and said tentatively:

".Great, continue?"

Professor Huang was overjoyed. The student next to him who was responsible for the meeting minutes took off as he typed, while the other student who was controlling the ppt immediately switched to the next picture. The picture showed a thick book full of ancient characters.

There is also an electronic number in the lower right corner of the picture, which is obviously an imprint left by archival storage.

I don't quite understand what this book is, but this standard registration method looks very familiar.

The first characters in two columns all start with the same character. If there are three-character names on the same page, most of the second characters also start with the same character.

I immediately said:

"Roster registration. Family register?"

The two students looked at each other with shock in their eyes. Professor Huang's smile widened little by little:

"It's a clan book."

I nodded to show that I understood. Professor Huang seemed to be inspired and continued:

"Then let's move on to the next question, where did Duke Tao Zhu's daughter go?"

"This is the Wang clan register unearthed through archeology in a small county near Changzhou."

"Considering that ancient Changzhou, also known as Yanling, has different regional divisions, this volume is actually quite valuable."

"This line records a man named Wang Sheng among the Wang family."

"This man only has a few numbers in the family register, which records his life story. It roughly includes which branch of the Wang family he belongs to, who he married, how many children he has, and how long he lived."

"None of these are special, but please read the last sentence!"

"The direct translation of the last sentence is -

"Wang Sheng, please take Tao girl Xiaowei as your concubine!" '"