Chapter Two Hundred: The Protection of Cultural Relics has a long way to go

"Xiao Lin, don't leave later, let's have two drinks."

"Yeah, I finally came here."

"Xiao Lin, what good stuff have you received recently? Take it out and open our eyes to old guys like us."

"Don't hide and tuck."

The group of people talked and laughed, and walked forward.

Lin Chen responded politely and came to the depths of Warehouse No. 1.

In the dim light, there are many stone lions placed in a mess, and there are many door and window frames next to them.

In addition to these, there are many plaques.

Looking at the patina above, it is clear that it is a year-old object.

Lu Shouyi smiled and introduced: "This warehouse No. 1 stores some construction materials."

"Building materials?"

Lin Chen was slightly startled.

He didn't know that there was such a classification in the antique industry.

"good."

"For example, the golden nanmu beams you got before belong to the ranks of construction materials."

Lu Shouyi smiled and shook his head, "Of course, the things stacked here are far less valuable than the golden nanmu, but they belong to the category of cultural relics, so they are not discarded."

Lin Chen could understand.

According to the classification, these things should belong to the third-class cultural relics.

It's a pity to throw it away, and it doesn't have much value in it.

suddenly.

He moved his eyes and looked in one direction.

"This thing is a shame."

"Um?"

Lu Shouyi frowned and looked over.

That is an archway.

To be precise, it is a merit memorial arch, and the red paint on it is already worn out.

A sense of the vicissitudes of the years.

"Ugh."

Lu Shouyi sighed deeply, "This is an archway of Huizhou architecture. It is impossible to stack it here."

"Why don't you think of a way to put things in the park?"

Lin Chen frowned, "It is very humid in this warehouse, and it will get moldy sooner or later."

"We thought about it before, but later, the above did not agree to this request."

Lu Shouyi smiled bitterly and explained: "Of course, this is understandable. There are so many people in the park. If this archway is broken, no one can bear the responsibility."

"After all, this is also a third-level cultural relic."

Lin Chen lowered his eyes and said quietly, "Curator Lu's words are reasonable, but even if they are destroyed, it is better than being bad here, right?"

"Each cultural relic has the mark of a dynasty and has its own mission."

"Anyone who studies archaeology should know that they represent a cultural heritage."

"Being appreciated and learned by more people is the manifestation of their value."

"Rotten here, they will not be reconciled."

Lin Chen's tone became lighter and lighter.

In the end, I was a little distressed.

He could feel the emotion of these cultural relics, it was a kind of depressed emotion being trapped here.

Similarly, he can also feel the desire for these cultural relics.

When Lu Shouyi heard these words, he fell silent for a while.

What Lin Chen said touched the softest part of his heart.

The treasure friends in the live broadcast room are also rare and serious.

"The anchor is right! Rather than being obscured by everyone, it's better to shine!"

"Yes! The silkworms run out of silk when they die, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry. If you can choose, these cultural relics will not choose to stay in this dark place."

"Support the anchor! Support the anchor!"

"This is our artistic treasure, and we want more people to see it!"

The barrage came one after another.

The opinions of the treasurers are amazingly unified.

After a while, Lu Shouyi sighed and looked at Lin Chen seriously.

"Xiao Lin, I will submit your ideas again."

"If the above is not approved, we will continue to submit!"

"Until they agree."

"These antiques really shouldn't be rotten here. This is the loss of our nation."

He also knew that Lin Chen deplored these cultural relics, that's why he said that sentence.

Lin Chen nodded, just about to walk over.

"Young man, thank you."

Suddenly, a somewhat old voice came out.

The corner of Lin Chen's lips twitched without looking back.

"Xiao Lin, I will show you around."

Lu Shouyi led the way, Lin Chen followed, and looked east and west.

There are many things in this warehouse, messy and messy, and the situation is not optimistic.

Of course, there is no alternative.

Cultural relics are classified, and these are relatively low in value, so they are not taken seriously.

"This way."

Lin Chen came to Warehouse 2. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong musty smell.

Compared to No. 1, the situation in this warehouse is not very good.

There are a lot of debris scattered everywhere, not even the place to go.

"This is the reserve and collection room of the magic city?"

"Gosh, it looks like a junkyard."

"It's really messy. If it weren't for Curator Lu to lead the way, I really suspect that the anchor has come to the wrong place."

"I can't imagine that the official warehouse of Tangtang would look like this."

Lin Chen sighed.

In this warehouse, he also saw a lot of buried third-level cultural relics.

They are piled up here and may never go out the day.

At this moment, Lin Chen actually felt painful and unable to breathe.

He could hear these antiquities talking, so he regarded them as a living thing.

Now, I am trapped in this jail.

This is an outrageous thing.

"Old Lu, can't this situation be resolved?"

"The funds are limited."

Lu Shouyi smiled bitterly, "For those special-grade cultural relics and first-class cultural relics, the daily maintenance cost of the museum is an astronomical figure."

"Relatively speaking, these three-level cultural relics are not so valuable."

"All right."

Lin Chen shook his head helplessly.

He suddenly had an idea.

A three-level cultural relics exhibition hall can be established.

Let everyone know that these building materials, these beams and window frames are actually cultural relics worth protecting.

soon.

A group of people came to warehouse 3.

Compared with the first two, there are more categories of things in this warehouse.

Bronze, porcelain, and jade are all-encompassing.

"Curator Lu."

"In the next few days, Modu estimates that there will be heavy rain, and the air will be more humid. How do you deal with these things?"

Once the humidity is heavy, some bronzes will be irreversibly damaged.

Lu Shouyi was startled slightly, gave a wry smile, and shook his head.

"Little Lin."

"The words of cultural relic protection are easy to say, but difficult to do."

"Moreover, we have a limited number of people in the Magic City Museum. It is basically impossible to do everything."

"We don't have the time or energy to deal with such a huge project."

"so what?"

Lin Chen's tone suddenly changed, "Just let them be exposed to moisture, regardless?"

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