It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 374 Found a big treasure!

After working until dark, the two of them pulled back a cart full of musty books and dumped them into the yard of the educated youth dormitory.

"So many books!"

Qian Huijun, who was in charge of cutting paper, was surprised when she saw so many books unloaded from the carriage!
It is true that the newspapers have been almost used in the past few days. If we don't supply them, the firecrackers will probably "run out of food"!

"Those kids collected them from every household. It's useless to pile them up in the school warehouse, so I thought about using them to set up firecrackers. Isn't this good!"

Lao Cao laughed and subconsciously touched the cigarette pouch at his waist. But he suddenly looked up and saw the words "No Fireworks" hanging at the door. He was frightened and hurriedly rubbed his fingers. "How are you doing today?" ?”

"Today's production is not bad." Qian Huijun ran over, squatted on the ground, grabbed a book and read through it.

It is a "Manchuria Film" that has been handed down from the 1930s.

"It's so cold and you're squatting outside reading..." Sun Jianping came over and glared at her. Qian Huijun smiled sheepishly and threw the book into the pile, "I didn't expect to find such a thing. .”

"Well..." Sun Jianping also squatted down and flipped through a few books. Many of the books were publications issued during the Manchukuo period. Not only were there magazines, but there were also many thick books, which could not be seen clearly under the light of the lantern.

"Pay more attention, I think you can find treasures here!"

Sun Jianping lowered his voice and spoke to Qian Huijun. Qian Huijun nodded obediently, "If we find Wang Youjun's calligraphy treasure, then we will..."

"Shh..."

"Go home, you two want to chat!" Chen Peilin's wife waved to Qian Huijun, and Qian Huijun patted him, "I'll go back to Jianping first, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Sun Jianping looked at no one around him and blew her a kiss!
"cut!"

Qian Huijun rolled her eyes at him with a playful look on her face!
This guy!
See how I fix you tomorrow!
Early the next morning, Lao Cao called a few more people, caught up with three carriages, and planned to unload all the books in the warehouse at once!

Sun Jianping also hitched up his carriage and went with him.

There were so many books collected that many of them were piled in the warehouse and were rotten. They could not be used at all. They could only be piled in the courtyard of the Central School and burned in a fire!

Even so, it is still full of three large cars!

Sun Jianping was driving the carriage and turned to look at the books stacked like a pyramid on the carriage. His heart moved slightly!
While loading the car just now, he seemed to have seen a few good books!
In Durki Commune, where the average educational level is illiterate, the people know nothing about the so-called "literature", and they cannot understand that the educated youth are always sad for the spring and the autumn, and write one "masterpiece" after another without any illness, using the words of Lao Cao To put it bluntly, it’s just because I’m full!
Here, "literature" is a high-end consumer product that ordinary people do not understand and cannot enjoy.

But Sun Jianping is different. He grew up under the influence of his grandfather and has a strong interest in "literature". Now he has "accidentally" discovered so many books, just like the drought-stricken seedlings encountering the spring rain and the gold rush. The author dug a big gold mine...

He simply stuck the riding crop on the shaft of the carriage, took out a book from the pile of books behind him, and looked at it carefully.

The black horse pulled the carriage obediently and slowly followed the team forward amidst a series of boring horse bells. The guy turned his head to look at the owner who was holding a book and was fascinated, and hissed.

What are you doing?

Sun Jianping looked up at the other two carriages that had disappeared, and quickly grabbed the whip and shook it.

"Go, go, go!"

The black horse snorted in dissatisfaction, poked its tail, and dropped a bunch of dung eggs with a crackle.

"Oh...this smell..."

Sun Jianping quickly fanned his coat twice, looked at the steaming horse dung eggs that fell on the ground, and sighed. Judging from the color and shape of this poop, Wulongma is in good health!
The black horse that had succeeded in its prank made a strange cry, stopped where it was, and turned to look at him.

"Why are you so greedy!" Sun Jianping had no choice but to take out an apple and throw it over. He pulled the car and ran to the apple, lowered his head and bit it in his mouth. The juice splashed everywhere!

The guy ate the apple, and then he pulled the cart forward with satisfaction. Sun Jianping was still leaning on the cart, slowly reading the book.

It was a book called Youyang Zazu from the Tang Dynasty. The book was full of strange things and ghosts. Of course, it was to be burned. However, the original owner who read this book cherished it very much and even specially The book is covered with a pictorial.

He flipped through a few pages, and a national food stamp fell out of the book, weighing one pound. He thought about it and put it directly in his pocket.

It’s impossible to find the original owner anyway, so it can’t be wasted!

That is the greatest sin!

Most of these books were various magazines, newspapers and books handed down from the Puppet Manchukuo period. Sun Jianping read a few pages of "Youyang Zazu" and then picked up a women's magazine, which had many women written in Xiehe language. From the angle of view, the harem moaning for no reason made his head buzz!

What the hell are these!
What about this king and that king, what spring son, summer son, autumn son, winter son, chess piece...

Sun Jianping suddenly felt a strong cultural barrier. For example, when he read "Youyang Zazu", although it was all written in classical Chinese, he read it smoothly and happily.

But when I look at these prose pieces, which are written in modern Chinese and mixed with Concordia dialect, I feel awkward all over!

It’s not the same culture to begin with, and it’s impossible to get together!

The carriage swayed into the village, and Lao Cao asked everyone to unload all the books on the carriage into a pile in the yard of the educated youth dormitory, forming a pile.

Qian Huijun moved a mat and sat outside. The weather was very cold and her little hands were red from the cold. She still looked through the pile of books tirelessly, looking for the ones she liked, and put them aside casually, waiting to take them back to read at night.

This guy... doesn't even work!

Sun Jianping coughed, and Qian Huijun, who was addicted to books, raised his head and smiled at him.

"Tiger ladies, it's not too cold!" Sun Jianping scolded her like a mischief. He took off the muff from his neck and handed it to her. Qian Huijun took it and picked up a scroll with some excitement, "Jianping, look, I found a treasure!"

Sun Jianping took it and looked at the seal on the scroll. He could tell from the handwriting that it was dated. He glanced to the side warily and saw everyone had entered the room. He lowered his voice and said, "Put it here first. Wait a minute." Let’s go back to the new house to see it tonight!”

"Uh-huh!"

Qian Huijun blushed, going back to the new house at night?
What do you want to do?

hum!

"Everyone, hurry up. Let's mention the production today. It's almost the New Year!" Xu Jinshan came over and gave orders, which attracted the eyes of the women!
"Lao Xu, has your second daughter given birth?" Chen Peilin's wife put down the medicine cartridge in her hand and asked with a smile.

"You gave birth to a baby." Xu Jinshan muttered reluctantly, and everyone laughed, "Congratulations, why don't you have a full moon party? We are all waiting eagerly!"

"Say it again!"

Xu Jinshan dealt with it vaguely and walked to Lao Cao. The two chatted for a long time. Lao Cao glared for the last time and subconsciously grabbed the pipe. After thinking about it, he retracted his hand and said, "Come on, let's go out and talk!"

Sun Jianping watched the two people walk out, thinking that Uncle Xu must be up to something!
80% want to drive Wang Jingang out!

　Please give me a monthly ticket!
　　So fast, one month has passed in 2024!
　　Still haven’t found the target!
　　Going crazy, going crazy...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)