[It said it wasn't for holding wine. It was for holding water.]
[It said it wasn't for cooking porridge. The porridge was cooked somewhere else, then poured into it and set out.]
[It said one of its legs was cracked, and its leg hurt—]
Shen Le kept his right hand in the pocket of his oversized coat, using the thick clothing to conceal the dagger as he wandered through the National Museum's bronze ware section. Sometimes he stopped to gaze from afar, sometimes he examined the exhibits closely, and sometimes he lowered his head to silently recite—
Reading and memorizing all the books the dean had assigned was no small undertaking. Fortunately, the National Museum's exhibition halls were open to the public, so he did not need the dean to bring him in.
Shen Le considered several options before ultimately deciding to shamelessly cheat: he would bring the dagger in using spatial equipment, take it out in the restroom, and keep it in his pocket so it could help investigate and advise him.
[It said it was for holding fruit, not water—]
Shen Le felt as though all those books he had memorized had been for nothing. Why were the books' explanations so different from what the bronze artifacts themselves said?
Could they persuade archaeology and Cultural Relic Restoration Major workers to invite a few Artifact Spirits over to communicate with the bronzes and let the artifacts speak for themselves?
Fortunately, even among the National Museum's collections—even those national treasures—not every item possessed spirituality or could speak.
Some major and important artifacts, bronze vessels bearing inscriptions, and items on the list of cultural relics prohibited from overseas exhibition had no spirituality at all—or at least, not enough to speak.
Meanwhile, some bronze artifacts that looked small and crude, neither exquisite