Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

This kind of money is also found in the Central Plains. It is a kind of money that wins. If it is broken down: if it is offered to the Buddha, it is called Buddha money; if it is offered to Bodhisattva, it is called Bodhisattva money.

The Tibetan and Mongolian peoples believe in the esoteric religion and have interchangeable names. All the donation money presented to the lamasery is collectively called Zhugu money.

They are basically not circulated among the people. Most of them are refined by lamas and cast into Buddha statues and weapons. Very few of them are circulated.

But to be honest, the research value and economic value are not high, not as good as Wen Youquan's esoteric magic weapons.

After looking at it for a few times, and just as he was about to hand it back, He Anbang winked at him again.

Li Ding settled down for a moment.

This guy drinks some wine and dares to brag when he opens his mouth. Is he embarrassed now?

He thought for a while and took it back: "I took the time to think about it, but Director Zuo, to be honest, don't mind: if there is only this compass and no relevant cultural relics or relics that can be verified, there is really little hope of establishing the project. …”

"I understand, thank you, Teacher Li..."

He knew there was little hope, including the leader, but what if?

It's better than having no hope at all.

"Teacher Li, this is my phone number. If you need anything, please contact me at any time..."

Zuo Peng thanked him profusely and handed over a business card, "I asked Xiao Yu and Xiaoxiao to follow you. I may not be able to help you, but there is nothing going on in the bureau recently, so I can learn from you!"

Li Ding'an was startled for a moment: Director Xiao, okay, what do you want Master Yu to learn?

How to dig graves, how to rob graves?

After all the words had been said, it was hard to refuse, so Li Dingan nodded.

"Teacher Li, please be busy first. I'll go down to communicate and prepare a small conference room. I'll invite you when the leader comes..."

"Director Zuo, don't be so polite..."

"You're welcome, you should..."

After saying hello to He Anbang and Ma Xianming, Zuo Peng went downstairs.

Director Xiao and Master Yu also said they would wait downstairs. If Li Dingan needed anything, just give him a call and he would come up.

It’s so polite that it’s unbearable…

After the others left, Li Ding'an looked at He Anbang: "You dare to brag about anything?"

"I'm not bragging, I'm just telling the truth!"

"Okay, then tell me, what did you say?"

He Anbang smiled dryly: "I'll tell you the process of picking up your mistakes and doing research..."

Isn’t this called bragging?

When Zuo Peng heard this, he was like, good guy: The vendor randomly picked a brick from the ditch on the side of the road to use for pressing the stall. When it came into Li Ding'an's hands, it turned out to be a first-class national treasure, the Xiping Stone Scripture?

Just buy dozens of pieces of minority porcelain that no one knows or want, and you can apply for a ministerial project?

If I randomly buy two porcelain bowls, it will become a national project?

Li Ding'an casually walked around the small county town and found a royal palace and a treasure?

After a casual trip back to my hometown, I uncovered a large-scale cultural relic excavation gang that had been operating in North China for more than half a century and had more than 60 members?

As well as more than a hundred first-class cultural relics and nearly a thousand second- and third-class cultural relics...

It’s not an exaggeration, let’s tell it to ordinary people: What you are doing is even more outrageous than bragging. If others are bragging, at least there is some bottom line and basis...

But Zuo Peng is not an ordinary person: he has been engaged in cultural and archaeological work for nearly 20 years, and he is better than his peers.

Li Ding'an's identity is not a secret. After a little inquiry, you will know whether what He Anbang said is true.

Therefore, He Anbang's words "It is possible to establish a project" suddenly opened the door to a new world for Zuo Peng.

The key thing is that the compass was so rare that it piqued Li Ding'an's interest, and even gave Zuo Peng the illusion: a good thing must have research value...

Then, it felt like grass was growing in his heart:

Compared with the Stone Scripture, our compass is at least made of copper, right?

Or alloy.

Compared with Mongolian porcelain, there are only a few ethnic minority elements on it, just a few patterns?

The entire page here is written in minority languages, and they are ancient texts that have been lost.

Is it valuable enough for research?

Pearl glaze bowl...well, there's really no way to compare this.

But there are.

It is also a national cultural relic, and it also involves religious metaphysics. Look, does our compass look particularly similar to the Miao witchcraft cultural relics you found in Jiangxi?

At first you only saw one or two things, but you followed the clues and wandered around to discover a lot.

And our place is big enough. One city is as big as half of Jiangxi province. You can just wander around...what if you find a treasure or something?

No wonder Zuo Peng arranged a driver for himself, an off-road vehicle, and a secretary?

Pretty thoughtful, right?

Li Ding'an was helpless: What happened to his colleagues and what happened to his leaders?

Still able to be a national treasure...

He sighed: "He Guan, don't blame me for not reminding you: you don't have to let me refuse directly, but it will affect the progress of the project, and you are responsible for it!"

"Don't worry, it won't happen. Zuo Peng is sensible and won't interfere with you..."

He Anbang thought for a moment, "But don't be too direct. When the leader comes later, be a little more tactful..."

"I'm not a three-year-old?"

Li Ding'an shook his head, "It will probably take a while. I'll go upstairs first and wait for the leader to come!"

"Let's go up too!"

He Anbang and Ma Xianming nodded, and the three of them entered the elevator together.

Just as I closed the door, the phone rang again. I took it out and saw that it was a landline number from Beijing.

Li Ding'an didn't care and answered the call: "Hello!"

"We're in Inner Mongolia. I heard it's snowing there. Is it cold?"

This tone, this voice?

Li Ding'an was startled: "Uncle, I've been here for a week... It's been raining for three days in a row. The road is too slippery, so I've been staying in the hotel..."

"Well, be safe!"

"right……"

Judging from his expression and tone, it was clear that Li Ding'an respected Li Ding'an very much. Ma Xianming asked in a low voice: "Who is his uncle? Are they the two we met in Baoding?"

"Idiot... I told you I'm in Baoding, how can I use a landline in Beijing to make a call?"

He Anbang looked at Li Ding'an, thought about it again, and lowered his voice: "Nine times out of ten, he is my father-in-law!"

I'll go... Secretary Yu?

I'm very concerned: I've only been here a few days and you're calling me?

Ma Xianming fell silent.

"There's nothing wrong... Secretary Mi from Tongliao and I are classmates at the party school, and we have a relatively good relationship... He just contacted me and asked if he could help him introduce the leader of Baoli. I asked what the matter was, and then I found out that it was related to you: They are planning to invite you to inspect the ancient sites and relics within their jurisdiction after you have completed your inspection of the Mongolian porcelain kiln sites..."

Li Ding'an was stunned for a moment, and his mind could not turn around for a moment.

The local speed is too fast?

The key thing is, why contact Yu Sicheng?

He almost didn't hesitate: "Uncle, I may not have time, and it's just a compass, so it's of little value for research!"

"Yes, so I refused directly... After the Spring Festival, Baoli will invest in building a research institute and purchase instruments. The Science and Technology Innovation Bureau will also formulate the main direction and research plan, so even if it has research value, you can't Stay there too long!"

"I see!"

"Okay, come back as soon as possible and take care of yourself..."

"OK……"

Li Ding'an hung up the phone, exhaled first, and then pointed at He Anbang. "Don't look at me...I definitely didn't say that!"

He Anbang looked innocent, "On the first day we met, was my mouth so loose?"

It was definitely not what he said. He Anbang was not so ignorant.

But it still happened because of him.

Similarly, it is not a secret that Guobo and Baoli cooperate. It is also not a secret that Li Ding'an will be in charge of the research and protection institute after its establishment, and that he will be in charge of the thin-bore porcelain project.

In addition, Li Ding'an's status in the project team was too detached, so the local people thought that his organizational relationship was ensuring their strength. Baoli was a subsidiary of the Supervision Committee, and the city leaders knew Yu Sicheng, so they thought of contacting him first and asking him to introduce Baoli's leadership.

I didn't expect such a coincidence: Yu Sicheng and Li Ding'an were not only familiar with each other, but they could also directly control him.

It is estimated that Secretary Mi is still a little confused at this moment: If he knew this was the result, he would not have found Yu Sicheng even if he was beaten to death...

"This is a lesson learned, don't brag in the future!"

Li Ding'an put away his phone, "Look at Zhang Hanguang, how smart he is?"

He used his authority to block all information about Li Ding'an on the Internet. For this, Li Ding'an has to thank him...

"That's not a good thing...is he too careless?"

While cursing, He Anbang breathed a sigh of relief again, "I'll get rotten in my stomach from now on!"

There are too many projects to study for the National Expo, so how can Li Ding'an have time to help others with their research?

Fortunately, the secretary refused...

……

The three of them went back to their respective rooms.

He Anbang needs to pack his luggage, and Ma Xianming needs to go to the Cultural Relics Bureau and the library to coordinate the borrowing of electronic databases.

Li Ding'an originally wanted to inspect the terrain of Qinglong Mountain on the spot, but Cheng Yaojin came up halfway and had to go tomorrow.

Idle time is also idle, he plans to take Shu Jinghao and Fang Zhijie to check the information and make some supplements.

As soon as he returned to the room, his cell phone buzzed again. When he saw it was Professor Wu, Li Dingan quickly answered the call.

"Professor Lu and I have looked at the stuff, and it is basically certain that it came from the inner court building organization of the Yuan Dynasty. The general purpose cannot be escaped from Feng Shui and geography... In addition, Yuan Lu sent the translated pictures and related information to his friends. , said he would help you take a look, you can ask again..."

"Thank you, teacher!"

"Well, when will you come back?"

“It’s hard to say for now, it won’t be until around New Year’s Day at the earliest!”

“It’s relatively cold in Inner Mongolia and it’s outdoors, so please keep warm!”

"Okay, thank you teacher!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Dingan thought for a moment and called Lu Benzhi again.

"Preparing to call you?"

"What's wrong, Lu Yuan?"

"This thing of yours is too weird, no one can see it!"

"What?"

Li Ding'an was confused for a moment: If you understand, you understand. If you don't understand, you don't understand. What does it mean that you can't see?

"Forget it, I'll send you the information and you will know after you read it..."

The phone vibrated again. Li Dingan opened it and looked at the suffix information. It turned out to be the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies.

This is a private organization with its headquarters on Hong Kong Island, but when it comes to Feng Shui, he ranks second, and no one dares to claim first.

There is a lot of information: there are photos, videos, written information, and a picture of a compass translated into Chinese.

Li Ding'an first looked at the conclusion: nondescript, specious... a fiction!

What the hell?

Look further down to find out what's going on.

One: The structure is wrong.

As long as it is a compass, the middle circle and the magnetic needle in the center must be alive, but this piece is cast dead.

Second, the positioning is wrong.

The compass uses the principle of the compass, so the magnetic needle in the middle circle will only have one end as a compass and one end pointing north. Although it will be a little bit off, it will only be a few degrees.

But this is not the case. The two ends of the pointer point to due southeast and due northwest, which is equivalent to a deviation of forty-five degrees.

Third, the specifications are wrong.

No matter which compass it is, how many layers it has, what metaphysical theories it quotes, how many formulas it creates, there is at least one thing in common: it all has twenty-four directions.

That is to say, the disk is divided into twenty-four equal parts, and every fifteen degrees represents a direction. If one is missing, it cannot be called a compass.

This one was better, half missing: only twelve.

Also, the theory is too complicated and seems to be copied mechanically:

All compassists refer to star charts. Some use Hetu, some use Luoshu, some use Beidou, or even Nandou, and some combine the two into one, but I have never seen all four horoscopes put together.

But not to mention all of the above, there is one more thing.

After studying for most of the day, none of the masters at the Chinese Academy of Sciences knew anyone. Lu Benzhi had no choice but to find friends at the Observatory of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but he didn't know them either.

In other words, whether it is in abstract metaphysics or realistic astrology, this kind of thing has never appeared. What is it if it is not a mechanical creation?

Combining these points, isn't this thing nondescript and specious?

Coupled with the fact that the hands are offset by 45 degrees each, let alone a compass, this thing is not even a compass...

How about some research?

Haha... He Anbang, what do you want to say?

Li Ding'an laughed happily.

"Ding'an, what's wrong?"

"It's okay...Thank you, Lu Yuan, I'll think about it after I'm done!"

"Oh, by the way... In order to facilitate research, the Chinese Academy made a copy of it, but it is made of wood... If you are interested, I will send it to you..."

"Okay, please trouble Lu Yuan."

After hanging up the phone, Li Ding'an sighed again: With these information and a customized compass, I should be able to explain it.

The joint research between Beijing University and the National Palace Museum has invited experts from the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies. They are authoritative and professional enough. Director Zuo and his leaders should give up...

After a moment's thought, he clicked on his phone twice more: "Xiao Fang, print these out!"

Fang Zhijie nodded, saved a copy on the computer, and then connected the printer.

Shu Jinghao was sorting out the information nearby and glanced subconsciously: "Mr. Li, would you like to find another geography professor? As you inferred before, it may be a certain geographical range, or geography coordinate!"

"It shouldn't be possible!" Fang Zhijie pointed to the computer screen, "Look, this is a translated compass picture. Even the magnetic needle is biased... Where can the coordinates go?"

"Do you understand?"

With a snort, Shu Jinghao smiled at Li Ding'an again, "What if, maybe the dog like Bada Shanren also has a treasure map or something?"

Li Ding'an immediately became happy: It's so whimsical... (End of this chapter)