Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

"Professor Zhang, Professor Ge!"

"Hey, classmate Li, you are very stylish, aren't you?"

Ge Changning smiled and raised his chin, "With such a person accompanying you, you stand in the middle?"

"Professor Ge, don't say that, I'm sorry..."

Li Ding'an was laughing and joking, patting this and teasing that, "Monitor, I haven't seen you in a few weeks, why have you lost weight?"

"It's nothing to be thin: I failed two subjects, my paper was rejected more than ten times, and I almost vomited..."

"It's okay. I'll go back as soon as school starts. I'll help you get it done then..."

"Keep your voice down...Lao Zhang is here..."

"Oh yes... Zongjiang, you didn't go home during the summer vacation?"

"I would like to go back, but I was forced to work as a young man right after my vacation and was treated like a donkey... Look, it's a hard time, isn't it?"

"You kid, can you...I told you where is Lao Zhang?"

"Fuck...did you forget?"

"Axiu is beautiful again?"

It’s not that I wasn’t beautiful before, it was just that my conditions were limited. After Li Ding'an introduced her to work part-time in Guan Dehai's store, she dared to buy more clothes and use better cosmetics...

Shen Yingxiu smiled sheepishly, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Hey, Lin...hiss...Senior Sister Lin?"

Li Ding'an's eyes widened: Why are you here too?
  "Li Ding'an, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Siqi tilted her head and fluttered her long eyelashes, "When you see them, you talk and laugh. When you see me, you gasp... Am I that scary?"

Can you not gasp?
  Do you know what I'm doing right now: I'm trying my best to dig out your biological father, and maybe even trying to kill him. Do you think I'm going to surprise you when I see you?
  "It's not scary..." Li Ding'an's eyes turned sharply, "I'm just curious: Are you so simple all of a sudden?"

"When I heard that I was going to go into the mud well, I asked Feng Youran to buy a batch of camouflage uniforms... but none of them were wearing them!"

Nonsense, why don’t you look at what the temperature is now?

Hearing Feng Youran, Li Ding'an's eyelids started to twitch again and he changed the subject: "It fits well!"

"Really?" Lin Siqi squinted his eyes and smiled, "I'm already in good shape!"

"exactly……"

Li Ding'an nodded hurriedly, "Where's Lao Gao, why aren't you here?"

"He wants to focus on the Song Dynasty royal tomb project!"

"Oh yes... where is the teacher, are you busy?"

"You are really good at it. You asked Professor Wu after you asked them one by one?"

Li Ding'an must have been on the phone with Wu Xiang, and Zhang Pusheng knew about it, otherwise Li Ding'an wouldn't have been so indifferent to them when he saw them. This was just a joke.

After laughing for a while, Li Ding'an asked more business: "Professor Zhang, Professor Ge, what do you think?"

"It's too difficult to excavate... I was just thinking about asking for your opinion, and here you are!"

In fact, it’s not that difficult. To put it bluntly: there’s no need to explore at all.

But Li Ding'an couldn't say it clearly: "It's true: water will come out after digging less than one meter, and it can't be operated by manpower... I don't think there is any need to be embarrassed: if the local area really wants to force digging, then use machines."

"We think so too, but the locals probably won't agree: I heard it's a treasure, it's very important..."

Where is the treasure?
  "No matter how important it is, we still have to talk about the Basic Law!" Li Ding'an smiled, "If they don't listen, they can only hire someone else!"

"Yes, that's the truth!"

Zhang Pusheng looked over there again, "They are all waiting for you, go and do your work!"

It's indeed a bit inappropriate to have so many people waiting. Li Ding'an nodded: "Don't make any arrangements tonight, I'll pick you up!"

"Okay, let's wait until you're done!"

After waving his hand, Li Ding'an walked over and squinted his eyes. Ge Changning let out a long sigh: "You students, are you becoming more and more wild?"

Zhang Pusheng said nothing and just nodded.

When he received the transfer letter, even Professor Wu was shocked: the ministry directly sent a letter to second Li Ding'an, and it was also the public security department?

Just as he was thinking about it, Director Zou also came back, looking completely different from before: with his waist bent and a smile on his face.

"Two professors, you were negligent just now, please don't take it seriously!"

Ge Changning shouted, Zhang Pusheng just shook his head indifferently: "No!"

There are people like this everywhere, they have long been used to it...

……

After walking around the place, he had a rough idea in his mind, but Li Ding'an didn't say it out loud.

The two leaders were still eager. He only said that he would discuss it with the professors at Beijing University and promised to give an answer as soon as possible. The two leaders reluctantly left.

As soon as the person left, Li Ding'an sighed sadly: "Stop struggling, just give up!"

"Is it really difficult to dig?" "It's not that it's not easy to dig, but there are no treasures...otherwise you think: Tang Ling has been digging intermittently for several years in such a big place. If there were any, they would have been dug away long ago!"

"Didn't you say you were just guessing before?"

"Yes, I was guessing before, but now I am sure... You come with me..."

Li Ding'an pulled Zhang Hanguang to a mud well: "Look, how high is the water level above the ground? It's less than two meters. This is still a stable water level. The pressure-bearing water level is at least half higher than this, which is about one meter. There’s no way to bury anything!”

"Speak clearly!"

"It means that if you want to dig a hole here now, you can dig out water when you dig it up to one meter at most. And July is still the low water period in Fengcheng. If it were the rainy season, the water level would still rise by half, that is, May or Six Ten Centimeters: Imagine if you were asked to bury something in this situation, how would you bury it?"

Zhang Hanguang suddenly realized: When you dig to about knee-deep, water will come out. If you dig further, you can only stand in the water and scoop out mud. Even if you dig down hard, you can only dig about one meter. No matter how deep it is, people can only dive into the water... The problem is, it was ancient times, and you couldn't carry an oxygen bottle?
  Besides, it’s impossible to bury the treasure about one meter deep. Otherwise, an old farmer might dig it out with just two shovels...

"Bai was so happy, I thought I could gain some insight and see what the treasure looks like!" Zhang Hanguang joked, "Why are you so generous, handing over the treasure map as soon as you say it?"

"Isn't it nonsense? Don't forget that this place belongs to me. There is really a treasure. I won't dig it secretly?"

"Then go in and accompany Ji Yinglong, right?"

The two were joking, and Zhang Hanguang frowned again: "But why did Tang Ling identify this place and keep digging for five or six years?"

"I don't know, but I estimate that the problem most likely lies in those two maps!"

With that said, Li Ding'an picked up the bag and took out two pieces of paper.

One is the painting of Bada Shanren, with a skinny black dog on it, and the other is a map with the same outline.

After scanning it from the computer and printing it, it is very clear and intuitive.

Li Ding'an did some research: it was indeed the painting style of Bada Shanren, and the title was correct, but he could not find any records or records related to this painting. In short, this painting has never been seen, so let alone whether it has a deeper meaning, whether it is related to the treasure, when the Bashan people painted it, and the specific creative background are not known.

The same goes for the map. It was cut out from the civilian version of the satellite map. It is very accurate and the annotations are also very detailed.

If the two paintings are stacked on top of each other, the Xuan'er on the dog's head coincides with the position of the porcelain factory. The distance between the porcelain factory and the Ganjiang River, and between Xuan'er and the river behind him, is about the same, but Li Ding'an always feels that Somewhat far-fetched.

Because this is a river, not a mountain, it will not move for hundreds or thousands of years. From what he knew, the Ganjiang River had changed its course several times since the Ming Dynasty.

"I asked you to notify the city to collect detailed information about the Ganjiang River diversion. Have they found it?"

"We are looking for... In the city and town, there are only records of the Ganjiang River diversion in the entire county. The specific section of the porcelain factory has not been found yet."

"Where are the relevant geographical and historical data?"

"I'm also checking... It's just an area of ​​[-] acres, not even a village. It's just a small dot on the map. Even if it's recorded, it's probably recorded in some corner of the data. It will take time..."

"Where are the nearby villagers? Have you asked?"

"I didn't mention this...I guess I didn't ask!"

Zhang Hanguang spread his hands and said, "Don't blame the local people for not paying attention: the treasure map is so clearly marked, just dig it up, why bother checking so much?"

Li Dingan was stunned and speechless for a moment.

But to change the perspective, it would be the same if it were him: don’t worry about it, dig according to the map first, and it’s not too late to check again if you can’t dig...

"Where's Tang Ling? Didn't you explain anything else?"

Zhang Hanguang sneered: "What do you think?"

Li Ding'an stopped talking again.

Everything else is easy to talk about. If you spend more time, you might be able to tell Lin Ziliang, but don't even think about it: for Tang Ling, the treasure is her lifeblood. If she can't get it, then no one else will. Think about it.

Looks like he's about to freeze...

But there is no point in spending time here. Even if he really wants to dig, he doesn't have to keep an eye on it personally. He might as well look for clues elsewhere.

Li Ding'an pinched his eyebrows and looked around again.

To the south is the Ganjiang River. The wharf stands on the riverside, with several cargo ships docked. The other three sides are factories. Further north, further away from the Ganjiang River and the national highway, are villages.

I don’t remember the specific name, but it’s either a pit, a pond, or a depression. It shows how many lakes there used to be in this place.

"You go about your business, I'll go to the village and ask!"

"Will you wait?"

Zhang Hanguang stared at him and waved his hand in the distance, "Wang Chenggong, Sun Huaiyu!"

Before they finished speaking, the two of them got out of the car, jogged all the way, and arrived in the blink of an eye: "Director!"

"Have you heard what happened before?"

"heard!"

"That's good!"

Zhang Hanguang nodded and pointed at Li Ding'an, "From today until the end of the lockdown, follow me every step of the way: when he eats, you eat, when he goes to the toilet, you go to the toilet, even if he is on a date, you stand by me and watch. ...If you let me know that he has left your sight, please go to the mountains to guard the old mine..."

Two people stood at attention: "Yes!"

Li Ding'an was a little dumbfounded: "No... you can't do that?"

Zhang Hanguang was too lazy to talk to him, and walked out with a smile: I can't control you, how can I control my subordinates? (End of chapter)