"It turns out to be paper books, so many, at least seventy or eighty!"

He looked at the stacks of paper books piled up in front of the desk in his study, and then looked at the piles of bamboo slips piled up next to him, and compared them, he instantly felt that the bamboo slip books were simply unbearable.

"Even if it is my Huangfu family, there are definitely not so many paper books, and this paper..."

He stroked the white paper with a hint of excitement, his hands were very careful, as if this was not a book, but a delicate girl.

"This paper is so smooth, it is hundreds of times stronger than the Analects of Confucius in my family, which was copied on Caihou's paper. Treasures are really rare treasures! It's no wonder that only two people can finish these 132 books. I didn't expect that when I was alive, I, Huangfu Han, could see so many paper books. This time, Yanmen did not come in vain."

Huangfu Han knelt on the ground with joy, gently picked up one book after another, and then put it down. At this moment, what was in his eyes seemed as if these were not books, but a pile of rare treasures, which made him tremble with his hands excitedly.

He looked at the bamboo slips beside him, then at the paper book emitting a fragrance in his hand, and there seemed to be a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

However, this hesitation quickly disappeared and turned into incomparable determination.

"For these books, I've sacrificed my best!"

He stood up, grabbed the door and even wanted the carriage, so he ran towards the prefect's mansion. Where was the gentle and gentle look of the old master before?

Liu He was having a short rest at home and woke up. He was about to go to the school grounds at this moment, but he heard a hurrying voice behind him.

"Premier Liu...Brother Xianzhao..."

Liu He turned his head and looked at it, but it was a man, running wildly with messy hair. It was not until the other party ran closer that Liu He saw his face clearly.

"So it's Brother Qingleng, you're..."

He looked at Huangfu Han's appearance, which was really insulting, and was very different from the style he had shown before.

"Brother Xianzhao, here is... there is really... there is one..."

Liu He frowned slightly when he looked at his annoyed look.

"Is it because the people sent by Liu to serve made my brother angry? I ordered another group of people to change them immediately. Brothers don't have to worry about this little thing."

Unexpectedly, Huangfu Han waved his hands repeatedly: "No, it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it

"Book? What's wrong with the book? Hasn't it been sent?"

Liu He had no idea what Huangfu Han was going to do.

"Paper books, those paper books... Brother Xianzhao, can you... but are there any?"

Only then did Liu He realize that it was because of this.

"Yes, but there are quite a few sent here this time. It should be enough for Brother Qingleng to read it for a while. Why did you come to ask for a book so soon?"

Most of the paper books were redeemed in the system, some were brought by Cui Jun, some were copied into books after buying paper, and some were purchased from the market.

It has to be said that in this era, a paper book was so expensive that Liu He couldn't bear it. It was as expensive as hundreds of thousands of dollars to tens of millions of dollars per book. It was so expensive that it was still hard to come by. If Anhan Business Company had not developed increasingly and attracted more and more business travelers, even Liu He might not have the opportunity to buy paper books. Normally, not to mention the people, even some local tyrants might not have a paper book at home.

When Liu He saw Huangfu Han's appearance, he was probably scared by so many paper books he sent to, so he knew it.

"There are not many paper books in Liu's study, and there are about a hundred books. Most of them have been sent to the elder brother's mansion this time. I wonder what instructions do you have?"

When Huangfu Han heard that there were dozens of volumes, his eyes immediately shone.

"Can you lend it all to the next reading?"

Huangfu Han looked expectant and stared at Liu He, which made Liu He suddenly get goosebumps all over his body.

"This, Brother Qingleng wants to study, so there is no reason not to borrow it. It's just..."

When Huangfu Han heard the first half of the sentence, he was filled with joy, but this "but" made his heart suddenly feel like he was in his throat.

"As long as you borrow these books and read them, Brother Xianzhao will have his own orders, and he will follow you!"

He said firmly.

"Haha, Brother Qingleng is so serious. What instructions can He have? But this book must be read one by one. Those 132 books are enough for my brother to read for a month or two. Why are he so in a hurry to borrow other books?"

Huangfu Han said without hesitation: "With paper books, what do you need to do with those bamboo slips? The weight is heavy, and the handwriting is not as clear as that of paper books, and it looks very inconvenient. If you have more than a hundred books in your hand, Han can stay at home and concentrate on reading and notes for a year. To be honest, Brother Xianzhao, Han has been thinking about it since he was a child for more than ten years, thinking about it day and night, and want to complete it."

"Oh? I don't know what's going on?"

Seeing that his attitude towards him was already 180 degrees, Liu He also wanted to take the opportunity to have a good chat with him and see what kind of character his nephew, who made Huangfu Song respect more than his own son, had.

Huangfu Han's eyes suddenly became a little longing.

"Since ancient times, there have been many ancient books, classics, and hundreds of schools of thought, and more than one million books. However, since it has been passed down to this day, nine out of ten are missing, and I feel deeply hated."

Looking at Huangfu Han's regretful expression, Liu He also felt a little empathetic.

When I was studying history in my previous life, I often encountered a situation, that is, ancient books were lost, and this book was lost, and only a few fragments were left in the book. Although it was related to war, the biggest problem was that the books were too concentrated, inconvenient to spread, and were easily damaged.

A fire, natural disaster, war, or even a moving house, children play with it, may cause the damage or even disappearance of a batch of books, and some of them may be some of them, which are already lonely books.

The monopoly of knowledge seems to have created a group of high-ranking "masters". It seems that when a certain era is mentioned, many great masters who were highly praised by people at that time seem to be very prosperous in this era. But if you think about it carefully, are these great masters really the best in history? In fact, it may not be that there are too many illiterate in these eras. Among the 100 people, two or three people can be literate, and even intellectuals are considered intellectuals.

This seemingly prosperous cultural period is actually very fragile and vulnerable. With a slight blow, it will completely collapse, and what follows is the loss of a large number of books, documents, and works.

Thinking of this, Liu He involuntarily began to nod, which made Huangfu Han feel that Liu He also agreed with his point of view and spoke even more vigorously.

"Han once decided to collect all the books in the world, no matter which sect or sect, they would copy them more, and then sort, compile, write prefaces, annotations, and try to find ways to complete the incomplete ones so that the wisdom of the sages can be passed on to future generations as much as possible, so that we and other scholars can come to the world for a while."

Huangfu Han said it was relaxed, but his dream scared Liu He, a person in the 21st century, very much.

"This man is very ambitious. He really wants to do what he said. The project volume is much larger than the "Yongle Encyclopedia" and "Siku Quanshu". It can definitely be called a super project!"

He couldn't help but say, "If this is the case, it would be twice the result with half the effort to have paper books."

"That's right! Therefore, when I saw these paper books next time, I was so excited that I wanted to come to find Brother Xianzhao, one for the sake of books, and the other for the sake of asking about something!"

Huangfu Han looked at Liu He with a serious look on his face.
Chapter completed!