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After sending the guests away, Meng Zitao finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a busy day, he felt a little tired. Physically, he could still hold on. The key point was that he had been tense all day long. This could not be restored by physical strength. of.
"Now that everything has been taken care of, you can all go back and rest."
Meng Zitao looked at Qian Songyuan and others who looked tired and asked them to go back and have a good rest.
Tian Mingxuan said: "Director, I will take the account book back."
"OK."
Meng Zitao is in a very good mood at the moment. According to today's turnover, he won't have to worry about the museum's business for at least two months. Coupled with the gifts from the guests, the museum¡¯s annual expenses are almost the same.
??Actually, the city where Meng Zitao is located is just an ordinary prefecture-level city. If it were a provincial capital or a municipality directly under the Central Government, the ticket revenue would be quite considerable.
However, Meng Zitao doesn¡¯t care about this. The surrounding attractions are now being developed in full swing. As the reputation of the museum increases, if the Cultural Street can become a popular attraction, the museum¡¯s business will only get better and better.
But he said that early the next morning, as soon as Meng Zitao arrived at the hotel, he saw the fat man Lu Huichen waiting for him in the lobby of the hotel.
Lu Huichen said with a sigh: "Brother Meng, I'm really sorry. I was rude yesterday after drinking. I apologize to you, but please don't be angry."
Meng Zitao found it funny and said with a straight face: "Where did your momentum go yesterday!"
Lu Huichen was so nervous that she was at a loss, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead, and she hurriedly asked Lang Suo next to her for help.
Meng Zitao was amused by him and laughed: "I'm kidding you, I won't be angry about that little thing yesterday, but why are you looking for blood jade?"
Lu Huichen wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "I bought it for my mother. She has been suffering from headaches. She has seen Western medicine and Chinese medicine, but they can't be cured. I heard someone say that blood jade can cure headaches." , so I wanted to buy it for her, hoping it could cure her headache."
Lang Suo was a little surprised: "Who did you hear that blood jade can cure headaches?"
Lu Huichen said with some embarrassment: "I also heard from my friends that Cao Cao's headache was cured with blood jade."
Meng Zitao and Lang Suo both laughed after hearing this.
More than a thousand years ago, Cao Cao suffered from cerebral stroke, which was a headache. Many famous doctors died under his sword because they failed to cure it. Later, Cao Cao personally visited the famous doctor Hua Tuo for diagnosis and treatment. Hua Tuo told him that he had to split his head open to get rid of the root cause of the disease. When Cao Cao heard this, he was furious and immediately put Hua Tuo on death row.
Hua Tuo was sorting out medical books in prison. Cao Cao sent someone to steal the medical manuscripts while he was sleeping. There was a secret recipe for treating cerebral apoplexy: blood jade pillow on the brain. Stubborn headaches can be cured in three days. Cao Cao was overjoyed and offered a large reward, and soon found a piece of blood jade the size of a palm. The blood jade was bright red and moist, as if there was blood flowing inside.
According to Hua Tuo's medical manuscripts, Cao Cao slept with the blood jade for three days and nights, and the headache that had tortured him for many years disappeared like a wisp of smoke in a dream. Hua Tuo knew that Cao Cao would not let him go, so on the eve of his death, he burned the medical manuscript
Meng Zitao smiled and said: "You have to know that this is just a folk tale without basis. How can it be taken seriously? Moreover, do you know the origin of blood jade?"
Lu Huichen nodded: "Yes, there is an introduction. Although it is a bit disgusting, as long as it is useful, it will be fine."
"You don't know the inside story of how I got this piece of blood jade."
Meng Zitao recounted what happened in Rongcheng before: "Although I have used some methods to wash away the evil spirit on the blood jade, its impact on people is still difficult to predict, so I can understand your thoughts, no Say that I have no intention of transferring the blood jade, and for the sake of being responsible for your mother, I can't sell the blood jade to you. And I suggest you not to look for such items, and don't do bad things out of good intentions."
After learning the inside story of Blood Jade, Lu Huichen gave up completely: "Brother Meng, thank you for reminding me, I will remember it."
Meng Zitao patted Lu Huichen on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged. If you believe me, bring your mother to my place. I will take her pulse and maybe there will be a solution."
"Really?" Lu Huichen's eyes flashed with surprise.
Meng Zitao smiled: "Call me before you come, but we have agreed in advance. I can't guarantee the result, but it's better than nothing, don't you think?"
Lu Huichen nodded repeatedly and said, "I'll call my mother right now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran to the side to make a phone call, but after a while, he came over with an awkward expression.
&nThere are also some hidden contents on the paper, some of which are still undeciphered hieroglyphs.
The hidden content mainly talks about the fact that in the later period of Hatshepsut's reign, she wanted to stay young forever and was always looking for a way to live forever. Because of this, Thutmose III seized the opportunity and lost her rule. status.
Hatshepsut¡¯s many years of searching for the way to immortality were not fruitless, but Thutmose III believed that the devil was using it to seduce Hatshepsut and use it to control the country. Therefore, after regaining power, all the messages left by Queen Hatshepsut were erased, including most of the words and images engraved on the monuments were hammered down.
Hatshepsut, along with her years of harvest and her cronies, were buried in the "Devil's Land". This is also the real reason why history cannot tell the cause of Hatshepsut's death. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com