Kraft had always thought that using money to make money was an exaggerated metaphor, but now he was a little unsure. The books here could be exchanged for silver coins to train everyone into a master of making money.
His prompt stop prevented the remaining people from further damaging the things on the ground. The information carriers, made of leather and plant fibers, had deformed and shriveled due to repeated cycles of moisture and drying.
The poor preservation conditions have made most of them lose the possibility of repair and melt into mud-like substances. Insects crawl in this natural hiding place, gnawing on the melted and twisted words without knowing anything.
They appear to be remnants of a hasty evacuation, and some unforeseen accident forced the original owner to abandon this huge spiritual and material wealth here.
However, a little observation will reveal that this seemingly reasonable guess still has some unexplainable aspects.
The books were not piled randomly, but were spread out intentionally, one by one in the center of the church, like straw that was laid out on the ridges in winter to wait to rot. It occupied a large area of the ground, leaving only a few narrow walkways, as if someone needed it.
Move back and forth frequently to check the contents of the book pages.
Even the benches used for prayer gatherings were moved aside and placed against the wall, with a large number of books stacked on the seats.
"What is this for?"
Everyone is confused by the same problem. The scene in front of them is obviously not something that one person can achieve, and the abbot of the monastery has no right to use such a number of books without authorization. Usually only during the short dry season every year, they are released in batches.
Take it out of the warehouse to dry and maintain.
Unless the vast majority of upper-level and middle-level managers reach an agreement and are determined to execute, the emptying of the library will never happen.
And it is obviously unreasonable to post books indoors with insufficient light. It looks more like...
【Check information?】
Raymond had seen monks in the library of Notre Dame Cathedral sitting around a wooden table that was large enough for several people to lie down. Books were spread out on the table, and their eyes were searching for a specific piece of content like a heron looking for a living fish under the water.
To prove some details that ordinary people cannot understand the meaning of.
As a field officer under Green, I rarely had the opportunity to interact with those people. The last impression I still have is during my school days, where there was an old scholar whose speech was extremely difficult to understand and blocked half of the people who took advanced courses.
They can always pick out some particularly tricky details with unclear meanings from the dark corners of some books to study, and then look for supporting arguments from a wide range of sources and take them as guidelines.
Of course, the teacher who taught that course changed in the second year.
There are people of this kind in every place of any size, responsible for managing book collections and providing evidence for debate.
As the monastery with the largest investment in the region, even if the academic talent here is difficult to reach the level of Dunling, it will not be much different, and may even come from the Theological School of Dunling University.
Raymond once felt that they could recite the specific volumes and sections where each sentence appeared in the book. As long as a small group of such people were gathered together, there would be nothing they could not find.
While most people were still immersed in marveling at the wealth represented by books, he quickly approached Kraft and together they looked at the remaining covers in his leather-protected hands.
Thanks to the widespread over-decoration behavior, in order to facilitate the engraving and inlay technology, the cover material is quite thick, and the preservation condition is much better than the content.
The pattern paint has basically peeled off and changed color, but the gold and silver foil filled in still outlines the embossed pattern and the title of the book in capital letters. The wing-shaped metal fasteners and corner guards show that it belongs to the internal work of the church, rather than being picked up from anywhere.
Personal writings.
While the professor was still stumbling around trying to read the incomplete text, Raymond had already identified its identity.
"It should be this "Collection of Admonitions"."
"What?" He looked over with a blank look from someone who had only heard of the Holy Scriptures.
Brother Raymond resisted the urge to popularize basic knowledge: "You can think of it as a commentary on the holy scriptures. It is compiled from the sermons of authoritative people. It is more obscure and advanced than what is preached to ordinary believers. It mainly includes doctrinal interpretation and
Exegesis of specific scriptures for use in our internal worship study.”
"I understand, it's a teaching aid." The professor nodded in realization. He was very familiar with this.
Raymond didn't feel that the other party had listened at all, but he had lost the desire to defend himself. He asked for a pair of gloves and carefully handled the other books at his feet.
These books have been stuck to the floor tiles, and they need to be peeled off slowly and "shoveled" them up gently, otherwise a large piece will be torn off and seriously damage the surface.
"Well, "Psalms" is a very common hymn collection. I have memorized several passages in it. Even the first chapter is the same as mine. It will be used in the ceremony."
"Recitation is not required now." A member of the Knights who just graduated from the academy added, "After all, it is a minor elective."
Raymond shook his head and lamented the poor ability of younger students to learn independently. The value of their degrees is indeed getting worse every year.
"You should have read "The Lives of the Saints". At that time, we read it as a story book, borrowing it and reading it several times every once in a while, especially the scene where the prophet and King Pendra draw the sword...
..Oh, forget it.”
Putting the book and memories aside, he briefly looked at a few books that were easier to pick up, and read out the titles of the books smoothly.
"Proof of Existence", "Encyclopedia Against Heretics", "Treatise on Theology", "Encyclopedia of Theology", "Study on the Reformation of Charles's Doctrine", "Study on Scotus' Theology", the famous people's works here are quite comprehensive. Among the people I know,
Father Green is probably the only one who has read them all."
They have only read it, and when it comes to talking about words and words, they can't argue with professionals even with three mouths.
But they are also a group of professionals who have set up such a big battle here. They are looking for something in their specialized fields, even in the teaching books that I personally copied, but they seem to have not found it yet?
"I don't feel right. What do you think, Professor?"
As a witness to certain special events, Raymond felt that he was a little nervous.
"That possibility is not ruled out." Kraft replied cryptically. He asked Yvonne again for confirmation and got the same negative answer. The girl was quite active, but it seemed that it was just the local climate that made her feel particularly comfortable and moved around.
Observe and turn the mason's hammer in your hand until the original owner trembles and takes it back.
"But I really... didn't feel anything special." Kraft really felt that his rhinitis had been activated. Not only was he itchy from the dust, but he also always felt that there was something that he should smell.
Less than.
It's like seeing a pile of unorganized tableware and an open-door refrigerator in the kitchen of a newly moved second-hand house, and instinctively feeling that something is rotting in the dark. There is always a vague phantom smell at the tip of the nose, but after careful identification, it disappears.
"Damn it, the most troublesome thing is what you can't find." Not only can't you find it, but you don't know if it exists, it can drive your obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy.
After a moment's hesitation, Kraft issued an order to the team: "Clean up the courtyard and set up camp outside tonight. It's been empty here for too long. Who knows if there will be any safety hazards. I don't want a chandelier hanging over my head in the middle of the night."
Smash it down."
"Don't touch these books yet. We will clear out the entire monastery tomorrow morning, and then slowly sort them out later." At least for the time being, there is no danger in this area of books that even archaeologists have to deal with. The top priority is to clear out the entire monastery.
architecture.
"Pay attention to safety and avoid acting alone. If there are many people, please report to Brother Raymond. You can ask Coop to accompany you. Keep the fire lit before sunrise tomorrow. I will keep vigil with you."