Zhu Yu did not buy the villa immediately. He just thought the villa was well decorated and in a good location.

Although he has several villas, Zhu Yu doesn't mind having one more. Spending some money out is safer than leaving it in the account.

Of course, it can be considered an investment at this time, but Zhu Yu himself also feels that this investment may lose money.

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Hawkins learned his lesson. This time he didn't ask for a sky-high price, and Zhu Yu didn't immediately agree to buy it. This kind of thing must be discussed back home.

Naturally, I discussed it with Cathy.

Back at the villa, the ancient books have been moved here, and Cathy is supervising the workers to install constant temperature and humidity equipment.

Zhu Yu asked Cathy to buy equipment before he came. Because he had money, the equipment was delivered quickly and installed with great care.

Zhu Yu gave the villa information to Cathy again and said to her:

"I'm somewhat interested in this villa. If I can buy it... can you give me some advice?"

Cathy nodded in agreement.

In the afternoon, the room equipment was installed and those things were put in. Zhu Yu looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

Among these things, the most important thing is naturally the batch of bamboo slips - although there are actually thirty-four bamboo slips, seven of them are still incomplete.

However, there are words on the roots. Even if Zhu Yu opens his heavenly eyes, he can't see them very clearly, or in other words, he doesn't know much about them based on his knowledge.

Zhu Yu thought about it, took three photos of the bamboo slips with his mobile phone, and sent them to Professor Wen.

Mr. Wen's name is Wen Hai. After he restored "Yongle Dadian" for Zhu Yu last time, the two of them established a relationship.

Although Mr. Wen is old, he is pretty good at using his mobile phone. He has a v-letter and updates it occasionally, so it is easy for Zhu Yu to send photos.

After sending the photo, Zhu Yu left a message:

"Mr. Wen, I recently received some bamboo slips and would like to ask someone to repair them. Is there anyone you can recommend to me?"

After sending it out, Zhu Yu stopped caring and started reading the ancient books.

Xixiawen took one look at it and threw it away. I really couldn't stand it.

The Mongolian text was also put aside, but it was also incomprehensible.

I can actually recognize a lot of some Chinese characters.

Zhu Yu noticed something was wrong when he looked at it - many of these Chinese characters were materials, not books!

It is a collection of letters between a Mongolian army and Hara Khorin in the early Yuan Dynasty, or before the Yuan Dynasty was established, as well as some commonly used documents in this army.

Because this army not only had Mongolian cavalry, but also a large number of Han troops, the documents contained both Mongolian and Chinese texts.

Seeing these things, Zhu Yu was a little disappointed.

It seems that it doesn't have much value anymore.

Maybe we can study the specific history of that time through this, but it is impossible to resell it for a good price.

Knowing that the value was not high, Zhu Yu casually picked up a vacuum bag, took out the booklet inside and read it.

Although they are not precious, Zhu Yu still wears gloves.

The booklet talks about how this Mongolian army marched south to the Jin region, plundered along the way, conquered prefectures and counties with threats, and sent the gold and other valuables they grabbed to Haraholin.

The Great Khan of Mongolia at that time was Meng Ge, and he had not yet been killed in the Diaoyu City bombing.

The content of the document was simple and easy to understand, but to Zhu Yu, every word was filled with blood and tears.

He put the booklet away casually, put it into a bag, sealed it, and took another one.

After reading two books in a row, Zhu Yu had the urge to burn these things.

What is written in the booklet really treats human life as just a number...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up!

The last book mainly describes how the seizures from various states and counties were sent to Harakorin - the Mongolian Khan City at that time.

One of the batches was not delivered and encountered a sandstorm one hundred and fifty miles away from Haralin.

The team delivering valuables sent a messenger to Hara and Forest, saying that the team would take shelter temporarily in a natural cave in the mountains and wait for the storm to subside before heading to Hara and Forest.

But then the wind stopped and the team still hadn't arrived a few days later. The messenger took people to look for it and found that there were no caves at that time. They were all filled up by sandstorms and no traces could be found.

There are a few more sentences at the end of the record, but they were all followed up, but they were not found in the end.

Zhu Yu was slightly moved.

This may be true!

After all, it would be a bit expensive to forge so many documents from more than a thousand years ago and include such a piece of information in the middle to deceive yourself.

And Zhu Yu has also heard those legends.

At that time, every time the Mongolian cavalry attacked a city, they slaughtered the people in the city or drove them to the next city. All the gold and other things in the city were transported to the Khan City, and then the Great Khan gave rewards to the tribal leaders.

At that time, the entire Eurasian continent was being trampled by the Mongolian cavalry. How much gold did they loot?

Where did all that gold end up?

Were many, like this group, eventually buried underground?

Zhu Yu put the booklet into his bag and carried it out of the collection room.

He needs to have a good preview of the information about the Mongolian Khan City at that time.

Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I just thought of finding something to do for myself.

This research lasted until night.

I actually asked him to find something.

Harakhorin is located in the current territory of Mongolia.

And the gold-delivery team that was buried was most likely also in Mongolia.

While Zhu Yu was studying the route, Cathy asked him to go down for dinner.

After dinner, Zhu Yu now feels that he needs to learn Mongolian?

After all, it is impossible for the real-time translation system on the webpage to translate the Mongolian Uighur characters. After all, when Brother Meng was still a Khan, the Mongolian characters were Uighur characters.

This Mongolian word "Kiwu" is also used by Mongolians today.

The document in Chinese characters contained some information, and Zhu Yu felt that the letter would be better if it could be compared with those Mongolian military orders.

After dinner, when Zhu Yu was about to continue studying, he received a call from Professor Wen Hai.

"Zhu Yu, do you have a bamboo slip in your hand?" Wen Hai's voice was urgent, "Is it true or false?"

"It's true." Zhu Yu didn't expect Wen Hai to be so anxious. He immediately determined that this bamboo slip was probably not simple, but thinking about it, such a bamboo slip should not be simple.

"Where is that? Can it be sent to China?"

"I'm afraid not." Zhu Yu said, "The bamboo slips are not well preserved and some are broken. I hope to find experts to help me repair them."

"The origin of that bamboo slip..." Wen Hai asked tentatively.

"I bought it from an American businessman." Zhu Yu explained, "He said that a tomb robber robbed a large tomb, and there were some bronze and gold items in it. But those things were sold.

It fell away, and only these things remained.”

Wen Hai lamented - this tomb robber is so hateful!

But Zhu Yu bought the bamboo slips, and he could not persuade Zhu Yu to donate the things.

The last time Zhu Yu asked him to photocopy the contents, conduct research and publish an article, it was already very good.

but……

Wen Hai thought of something and suddenly felt happy.

Zhu Yu is not a stingy person. Although the things cannot be taken back, they can be photographed after restoration.

To study something, it doesn’t have to be the original thing, right?

As soon as I opened my mind, I suddenly felt that the world was vast. Wen Hai said:

"Mr. Zhu, I have a friend who has retired. He once participated in the restoration of Qin bamboo slips in Sleeping Tiger Land, so I think he is qualified for this job."

"No problem, please invite me, and I'll pay for the agency fees, repair costs, and travel expenses!"

Zhu Yu felt that professionals were also needed to do it. He had some knowledge of the situation of the Qin bamboo slips in Sleeping Tiger Land. At that time, those bamboo slips were already in disrepair, but after professional repairs, information was extracted from them.

Zhu Yu also saw an introduction to the work of repairing ancient bamboo slips on the Internet - a bamboo slip that had been twisted into a ball and looked like a hemp rope was soaked in a special potion, slowly stretched out, and then went through other processes.

The repair is basically restored.

Very powerful!

Early the next morning, Zhu Yu received a call from Wen Hai. He said that the professor named Liang Zijie and his apprentice would leave for New York tomorrow and asked Zhu Yu to send someone to pick him up.

Zhu Yu was very happy.

After this matter was resolved, Zhu Yu continued to study those documents.
To be continued...