Three people lost their lives, dear friend, are you sick?

Xu Yemian and Xue Zhen's expressions suddenly changed.

It is true that they are text semioticians, but when doing this kind of research they always think in terms of official Chinese.

Who would have thought that this would actually have an accent issue.

With the reminder, the two people quickly read the "Inscriptions of the Great Silence Pagoda of the Eloquent Master Hongjing of the Great Yuan Dynasty" in the dialect of Min Province.

I restored the phonetic notation just now, and it turned out to be exactly the same as what Ning Fan said!

"The ancient Bo script itself is a phonetic script reduced from Chinese characters. It is a writing system in which graphic symbols represent both morphemes and syllables."

"When you use Mandarin phonetic notation to think about this and this."

"The phonetic notation will not only be wrong, but also very awkward."

"For example, two word combinations that clearly have the same syllable produce completely different syllables."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange, very strange!"

Xu Yemian and Xue Zhen nodded seriously and listened obediently.

"The biggest loss of ancient Bo texts and materials was actually those that were destroyed after Mu Ying destroyed the Nanzhao Kingdom."

"Most of the materials and classics that can prove the correspondence between Bo script and Chinese characters have completely disappeared."

"There is not much information left at present. The inscription on the tower you are studying is the most important and earliest information."

"But there is another inscription that you haven't discovered."

"How can it be?"

Xue Zhen and the two were stunned on the spot after hearing what they said.

They traveled almost all over Yunnan Province in search of Nanzhao Kingdom. How could there be any inscriptions that they had not discovered?

"Yang Fu, the censor of the Bai people in the Ming Dynasty, carved a stone tablet in the first year of Jingtai. It has two forms, Han and Bo, and a special person made the rubbings of the tablet."

"The title of the stele, "Ci Ji Mountain Flowers·Ode to the Cang'er Realm", is a typical 'Shanhua Style' poem in the format of 'Seven Seven Seven Five'."

"However, after the stele was engraved, Yang Fu donated the stele to a temple because of his prayers for Buddhism and through the guidance of eminent monks. He also personally annotated a book of filial piety about this incident."

"This matter is also recorded in the Book of Filial Piety. If you just look for it in the mountains and ruins, you probably won't find it."

"And because this stele is a poetry stele, it has rhyme requirements. By comparing the two, it is easier to find the phonetic gap between the Bo script and the Ming Dynasty script."

"It can match more than 80% of modern Chinese characters."

"where?"

"Master Ning, where is this monument?"

Hearing this, Xu Yemian and Xue Zhen both breathed rapidly.

The pronunciation of Ming Dynasty characters and modern Chinese characters are almost the same.

Not to mention that the author himself made both the Chinese and Bo versions with rhymes.

Combined with Yang Zai’s pagoda inscription, I’m afraid we can completely restore the pronunciation of the ancient Bo script!

This is simply a big breakthrough in the field of text symbols!

It is no exaggeration to say that with this result, they can publish a top-level paper directly.

Everyone was in awe as they listened to the analysis of the archaeologists from Peking University.

I really believe that Master Ning is absolutely right!

Too cruel!

This night, the four experts were convinced. This was so impressive.

"Call Master Ning!"

"I want to teach Master Ning a monkey!"

"Hey Su! Thumbs up!"

The barrage turned into a sea of ​​noise.

Ning Fan took the opportunity to clear things up with the inspection team, and privately sent some information that was not convenient for public disclosure, and then hung up on Lian Mai.

"Friend Bao, don't forget, we haven't finished visiting the ghost market yet. Let's go find a few more things before it opens!"

"Let's do it!"

Baoyou in the live broadcast room was a little more excited than Ning Fan when he heard the words.

They had just enjoyed watching Ning Fan teach the master, and they almost forgot that this was still a ghost market.

Ning Fan looked at the popularity prompt in front of him, it had reached more than 700,000.

If there are no accidents, just add two or three more items at the end to complete the task.

Look around, put away your things, and walk towards the stall.

It's been half the time since the ghost market opened.

There are still many stalls on both sides.

Ning Fan walked halfway and sighed.

It’s really not easy to find something that satisfies you.

He could roughly tell the contents of these stalls at a glance.

Ordinary street products are really fake and cannot be fake any more.

Looking around, there are those passed down by Qin Qi, bought by the old man, given by brother Tang, and owned by my friend Song, but none of them are steamed in the pot.

Occasionally, there are a few items that seem to be up to date, but they are all placed separately at the stall owner's feet, with special packaging.

One look at it and you can tell that he really understands it.

If you buy something like this, it will be at the market price, unless there is some special value or invisible information.

For example, it is from an official kiln, but the other party regards it as folk porcelain.

Or maybe it was used by an important person, but unfortunately I didn't see it.

It's just that you have to go up and ask carefully.

Ning Fan looked at the people surrounding these stalls and knew that someone must be staring at something.

Once you succeed, you will definitely be targeted, so it is better to look elsewhere.

"This little gentleman, is it possible that you didn't find anything good?"

A foxy voice sounded from behind.

Ning Fan turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

The woman in white fox fur just now happened to be leaning against the railing, holding a brass cigarette rod in her hand, her red lips slightly opened as she breathed out lingering smoke, carrying a charming aroma.

When people around her saw her, they lowered their heads and walked quickly as if they hadn't seen her.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

How did this woman appear in the blink of an eye?

Isn't it too quiet?

"You are sick."

As soon as Ning Fan opened his mouth, friends in the live broadcast room widened their eyes in disbelief.

Master Ning is definitely single like this!

How can anyone ask someone if they are sick as soon as they open their mouth?

Even if someone suddenly appears and scares you, you can't say that to others as a matter of etiquette, right?

What's more, she is a big girl with a very... nice figure.

Not very polite!

Unexpectedly, Ning Fan opened his mouth to say one sentence, and before the treasure friends could react, he also said the second sentence.

"You need to be cured of your illness as soon as possible."

Everyone gasped, isn't this Master Ning a straight man?

There are so many tutorials on how to strike up a conversation in the live broadcast room, I can’t even read any of them!

Watching the video again, the woman with white fox fur has a frosty look on her face.

"How did the young gentleman know?"

"I'm just saying, Master Ning will definitely be scolded..."

"Um?"
To be continued...