Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 289 Quite reserved
  There are seven or eight disposable lunch boxes on the table, including meat and vegetables.

The fish meat is pink and tender, the tofu is fresh and smooth, the soup is thick and white, and the bamboo shoots are cut as thin as paper.

The bun is big and white, with standard eighteen pleats. The meat juice soaks into the dough, making it moist and translucent. The crab roe is gathered into round beads, standing on the tip of the pleat, like a pearl.

The sauced steaks were cut into square shapes, red inside and purple inside, oily and shiny. The edge of the plate was covered with vegetable leaves, covered with crystal dewdrops.

Lei Mingzhen grabbed a meat bun and took a "sizzling" bite, the oil flowing down the corner of his mouth.

"It smells... it smells really good. Isn't the cook here good?"

He picked up another anchovy shrimp, chewed it loudly, and swallowed the shell: "Okay, really good... I'm almost catching up with Jianjiang's craftsmanship... Well, you guys can eat it too!"

The secretary picked up the chopsticks and passed them forward: "Sister!"

"Well..." Chen Jingshu looked at the lunch box, her eyes were covered with mist, and her pupils had no focus at all.

He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of wild rice. A familiar aroma drifted into his nose, and he couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and fell down with a "plop, plop".

The hand holding the bun froze, and Lei Mingzhen stared blankly.

homesick? Oh, I miss Li Jianjian...

Didn’t the police tell him he was fine?
  After thinking about it, the handle clicked, the door was pushed open, and two policemen came in.

The shorter one is Zhang Hanguang, whom I just met a few days ago. The taller one is a bit unfamiliar... huh?

Am I unfamiliar with your uncle?

Why the hell did you become a police officer?
  Smile...you still have the nerve to smile with bared teeth?

Li Ding'an was indeed smiling and raised his chin: "How does it taste?"

Lei Mingzhen was stunned, staring straight at Li Ding'an, then at Chen Jingshu who had her head lowered, and then at the dishes on the table.

Just say that you didn't cry when he was stabbed in the arm with an iron pick. You didn't cry when he narrowly escaped death and was almost killed on the spot. You didn't cry when he killed someone with a gun. He might have run away and will never be seen again. You didn't cry when he suddenly tasted a bite of food. You But crying so hard?
  Because I finally believe that he is still alive and even cooked food for you...

Girl, why are your teeth so sore?

Li Ding'an nodded and walked over slowly. The secretary was also a little confused. It took him a long time to stand up.

Chen Jingshu still lowered her head, her shoulders twitched slightly, the chopsticks in her hands kept shaking, and her tears fell on the table one by one, making tiny splashes.

"Worried?"

Li Ding'an smiled softly, bent down, and held her face.

She was still beautiful, but much more haggard, her face was a little pale, and her eyes were bloodshot. Tears rolled down her cheeks one after another.

"Don't worry...it will never happen again..."

Chen Jingshu couldn't bear it any longer, resting her forehead on his chest and holding his waist tightly with her hands.

There was still no sound, but his body was shaking violently, and his face was pressed against Li Ding'an's heart, which made his heart feel hot.

"Really, I promise, this is the last time... never again!"

Li Ding'an squeezed a dry smile, like coaxing a child, and kept wiping her tears, but he couldn't stop it.

"Go back to Shanghai...let's go back to Shanghai..."

Chen Jingshu raised her head suddenly, tears still welling up in her eyes, but her voice was firm: "Go see my uncle!"

The secretary froze: No...Sister, you were crying so well, how did you come up with this?

Looking at Li Ding'an again, it's not bad. His eyes are clear and his mood is stable. He seems to be mentally prepared...

But Zhang Hanguang suspected that he was frightened: there was stupidity in his clear eyes, and he was confused and at a loss.

Don't tell me, you don't know that she has no parents. What does meeting her uncle mean?
  Look, her lips were trembling, and she was stumbling in her mouth: "Uncle...uncle...uncle...it was a bit sudden!"

Suddenly a chicken?
  Don't you look at how many times she has gone through with you, which one was not thrilling and unforgettable?

Shanghai saved her once, and Night Market saved her again...

And this time it was a narrow escape from death. To put it bluntly: you might be the one who killed yourself someday, you bastard...

Women are all emotional, so it's not sudden at all.

I don't know if they had a tacit understanding, but instinctively, Zhang Hanguang and Lei Mingzhen looked at each other, and at the same time showed a strange smile: Are you today like this?
  Zhennima deserves it...

Chen Jingshu raised her face, her eyes filled with tears, her eyes as pure as mountain springs, sincere and calm.

Li Ding'an was very panicked, not just ordinary panic.

It's not that he hasn't seriously considered it, and it's not that he doesn't dare to agree. I just feel that my strength is still a little bit behind...

But his expression was very calm, as if the water was flowing naturally, and his tone was indescribably gentle: "Okay, when you finish this case, you will take me there..."

Chen Jingshu suddenly laughed, wiped her tears without any form, and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Lei Ming was really shocked: Good guy, how dare you agree to this... What about the guy in the capital?
  Zhang Hanguang gritted his teeth: Li Ding'an, do you know that you are finished... you are finished...

He couldn't even imagine the scene then: it would definitely be like an earthquake...

"How...how did you become a policeman?"

"Temporary...the clothes I wore before were torn, and the team was suddenly closed, so I couldn't go out and buy..."

"As long as he is willing, he can become a regular at any time... It is not difficult to add another one!"

Zhang Hanguang pointed to the epaulette, stood up and walked out, "I'll wait for you outside, don't take too long!"

"Bang", the door was closed, and Lei Mingzhen finally came to his senses and rushed over again.

His hands were like monkeys, touching the left and looking at the right, "If you say you are a policeman, you will become a policeman... How many gifts did you give me?"

Give me a piece of wool, I'll risk my life...

Li Ding'an slapped his hand away: "They all said it was borrowed!"

"I'm not deaf... Well, are you helping the police handle the case?"

"Did you forget that I am the case consultant of the Anti-Smuggling Bureau?"

"No...you went to take revenge?"

"I didn't report it, but I caught him... Don't ask any more questions: there are a lot of things involved in the case that I can't say!"

Li Ding'an helped Chen Jingshu sit down, "You can go back today, I will stay here to help, but don't worry, it's just analytical work, it's not dangerous..."

"Yes!" Chen Jingshu nodded gently, "Can we meet?"

"Yes, my freedom is not restricted, but I have to stay in the task force, so I can't go back for the time being... Don't wait for me, because I don't know how long I will be busy, you can go back to the capital first!"

"be careful!"

"Don't worry, the last time is the last time... I will never take any chances in the future!"

Li Ding'an nodded heavily and looked at Lei Mingzhen again, "I don't have time to accompany you, so you should go back!"

Lei Mingzhen rolled his eyes and hesitated: What about the old Taoist priest?
  After all, he didn't dare to say anything, so he just said "hello".

"You have to leave the scene. You can't stay too long. I'm leaving first!"

Li Ding'an held Chen Jingshu's hand, "Don't worry!"

"it is good!"

Several people stood up. Li Dingan waved and opened the door with a smile.

Tears fell again, but Chen Jingshu was smiling, especially sweetly.

Lei Ming's scalp felt numb when he saw it...

……

With his legs crossed and a cigarette in his hand, Zhang Hanguang squinted his eyes and stood up again with a "pop" sound.

The two people walked out slowly. It was dark in the corridor and bright outside the window.

"I begged you for two days to let you stay in the task force, but you refused to agree even if you died... What now?"

"I haven't agreed yet... Of course, I will definitely help you solve the case... Hmm... Can you solve it slowly?"

Zhang Hanguang was stunned: What are you talking about?

After working on it for a long time, you said you should wait for the case to be completed. Is this how you wait?
  Just one word: drag, right?
  But how many days can you delay?

"Just kidding...it just feels like there's not enough time!"

Li Ding'an sighed heavily and grinned as if he had a toothache, "He's not even strong enough!"

"Strength...what strength? Damn it..."

Zhang Hanguang's eyes almost popped out, "How dare you really think about it?"

"Do you know anything?" Li Ding'an was a little annoyed, "I can't leave the scene. If I don't, I'll leave?"

"Where are you going?"

"make money!"

"How much money are you making? Help me dig out the treasure first..."

"I've said it eight hundred times: No, definitely not...even if there is, it's not in the porcelain factory!"

"What if?"

The two people muttered and left the building.

……

The sound of cicadas was everywhere, the heat wave was rolling, a gust of wind was picked up, and the treetops swayed feebly a few times.

The fly flapped its wings and landed on a pile of wet mud, greedily enjoying the coolness.

There is a barrier around the wall, and police cars are parked on the roadside. The factory was full of people, including police, staff from relevant departments and the Cultural Relics Bureau, as well as professors and students.

Various excavation tools are placed everywhere, including shovels, shovels, baskets, and two excavators parked not far away.

Climbing the ladder, Ge Changning jumped out of the mud well, with sweat on his forehead and mud on his face.

He turned around and pulled Professor Zhang up again.

"Hulala..." A lot of people suddenly gathered around him.

"how is the situation?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads: "It's too close to the river, the terrain is too low, and the groundwater level is too high. Excavation is very difficult!"

"What about this hole? How was it dug before?"

This sounds like a layman.

"This is a mud well. The original boss only used it to collect mud and break porcelain pieces. He stole cultural relics just for the convenience. Naturally, he didn't have to worry about it so much. He could dig as much as he wanted. But we are different... we can do archaeology and A tomb robber?"

Ge Changning's words were a bit blunt, and the leader was immediately unhappy: "You two are professors from Peking University and are authorities in the industry. Can't you come up with something?"

"Beijing University is not omnipotent... If we have to dig, we can only do extensive work!" Zhang Pu pointed at the excavator, "For example, with the help of machinery?"

So what's the difference between this and tomb robbing?
  The leader smiled "ha" and said nothing, but one could tell by looking at his expression: Is Beijing University at this level?
  I've seen this so many times that I don't even bother to pay attention to him. The two discussed it and decided that Zhang Pu would report to the college.

I took out my mobile phone and just dialed the number when I heard a sound in the distance: a police car and two Audis drove into the factory area.

After the car stopped, many people got out.

"Bureau Zou, Deputy Secretary Tian is here, and Deputy Mayor Ma..."

This person's eyes lit up: "Take a good look, who else is wearing casual clothes?"

"Their secretary is also there, and there is another one I don't know. He looks very young. He may be an expert he hired!"

"Then what are you still doing?"

Director Zou raised his feet, looked around, and touched some mud on the ladder.

Then he walked over quickly, rubbing it on his face, head and clothes as he walked.

Zhang Pu felt bored for a while, and Ge Changning also frowned: Why is the dignified Director of Cultural Relics such a layman?

Thinking back to the man's superior demeanor and manner during the meeting yesterday, the two of them became even more disgusted.

Several students also curled their lips: I have often heard people like this before, but this is the first time I have seen them in real life.

Lin Siqi's mind was relatively simple and he didn't think too much. He handed over the towel diligently: "Two professors, wipe it first!"

"it is good!"

As soon as he received it, Shen Yingxiu next to him whispered: "Look, is that Junior Brother Li?"

"Who?"

"Li Ding'an...look, he's coming!"

"Didn't Professor Wu tell you that he was recruited by the public security department a week ago and came to Fengcheng to help... Isn't it normal to appear here?"

"He's standing in the middle!"

"what?"

A group of people stretched their necks and stared.

There were seven or eight people, and he was indeed standing in the middle. Next to him was an unknown police officer, and the others were clustered on both sides.

He was talking as he walked, and the people next to him looked attentive and nodded constantly. Looking again, Director Zou was following behind, hunched over and head raised, as respectfully as possible.

"Is this guy getting more and more impressive?"

Ge Changning smiled jokingly, "Looking like he's joining the task force, no wonder the phone call can't be reached!"

Zhang Pu nodded slightly: "Probably!"

A group of classmates were a bit puzzled: Before departure, Professor Wu held a special meeting and mentioned Li Ding'an, saying that the public security department had sent a letter to the college to ask him to leave first.

At that time, many people felt that they should help identify some cultural relics first, and they could only play a part in it.

But looking at it now, it doesn’t seem like that?
  It wouldn't be surprising if this was a treasure appraisal conference or a treasure appraisal scene. After all, that's where Li Ding'an's appraisal ability lies.

But this is the scene of a case, and the person next to him is a government leader... There is no way to explain it?

Secretly suspicious, Tan Hongwu thought of something else: "Professor Zhang, was it the public security department in Jiangxi that sent the letter to the school?"

"It's not that far, it's the ministry!"

I go?

A group of classmates became even more uneasy...

……

"Fengcheng is located in a plain, and the terrain gradually slopes from southwest to northeast. Jiangwan is just in the northeast corner... and it is on the north side of Ganjiang River. The terrain is low and the groundwater level is very high..."

"You mean it's not easy to dig?"

Deputy Secretary Tian's eyes were eager, "Expert Li, can you think of a solution?"

This is the most important treasure of Prince Ning.

It needs a story, a gimmick, a legend. With a little publicity, it becomes an extremely bright business card of the city...

Li Ding'an understood it very well, but didn't know how to say it: With this terrain and environment, it was impossible to bury any treasure. It would be more reliable to put it in a box and sink it to the Ganjiang River.

Therefore, it is not a question of whether it is easy to dig, but it is not a question of...

I was organizing my words and thinking about how to explain it, when a soft call came from not far away: "Li Ding'an?"

His eyes lit up, and he walked over with a bang: "Several leaders, I'm sorry, please excuse me..."

How can I just leave?

Deputy Secretary Tian looked over there: "Director Zhang, are those teachers from Beijing University? Do you know Expert Li?"

"We know each other very well!" Zhang Hanguang nodded, "There are his teachers and classmates!"

What did you say...classmate?
  "Oh, I forgot to mention during the introduction: He is studying at the Department of Archeology at Beijing University, a full-time graduate student, and is in his second year of graduate school this year... Those are indeed his teachers and classmates..."

The eyes of a group of people almost fell to the ground: It means... you invite students to be experts?
  If this wasn't Zhang Hanguang, if he didn't represent the Ministry of Public Security, someone might ask: Are you kidding me?

It just feels unreal and ridiculous...

The deputy secretary and deputy mayor were also shocked. They glanced at each other subconsciously and remembered the scene in the city meeting in the morning:
  When they first met, the two provincial and departmental leaders shook hands not with Zhang Hanguang, but with Li Ding'an. The two official officials in the city did the same. They held Li Ding'an's hand and kept saying thank you... Judging from their expressions and tone at that time, the respect and gratitude were definitely from the bottom of their hearts...

Zhang Hanguang could roughly guess their mood and smiled softly.

Needless to say, the leaders of the provincial department and the assistant Wang, Deputy Commissioner Zheng, and Director Hu that night were all on the same page: Li Ding'an helped them eliminate many time bombs, and of course they would like to thank them.

Not to mention the local leaders: if it weren't for Li Ding'an, the treasure would have been dug up by Tang Ling... And now they still have to count on Li Ding'an to dig out the treasure, so they have to be even more grateful.

It doesn’t take much, but if you can really dig out three or five pieces, and do a little processing and publicity, Fengcheng will become popular: countless Taobao customers with dreams of getting rich flock to Fengcheng, hoping to pick up some. To something.

There will be countless tourists coming here. If the operation is done well, it is not impossible for Fengcheng to become the second Zibo...

It's no exaggeration. The two local officials didn't come with Li Ding'an, so they were quite reserved...

　I'm in a better state today, so I'll post a chapter first, and the gentlemen will watch it first.

　　I will continue writing. It may be very late. You don’t have to wait. I’ll read it tomorrow.

　　
  　
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