Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

The sky was dark, the hurricane was roaring, the sand waves in the west were rolling, like black cliffs falling down one after another, and the world was whimpering sadly.

The screams of sand and dust tore through the air, and there was a roar in the ears and a choking and fishy taste in the mouth and nose.

Vaguely, an oval object slowly rolled, rolled over a small ditch, over a ridge, and then rolled down a sandy slope that had just been blown out by the strong wind.

Rumbling, rumbling, the speed gradually increased, until it rolled under the window.

Then, there was a "boom" and a very clear vibration was felt under the feet.

As if it hit their hearts, everyone was shocked.

Subconsciously, Yu Huiyin ducked back, his face gradually turning pale: "Li...Li Ding'an, what is that?"

"Stone!"

Everyone said: What nonsense?

That thing just now is at least as big as a car tire, weighing over a thousand pounds, right? How could it be rolled up by the wind?

Then how strong should the wind be?
But if it wasn't a stone, how could such a clear earthquake be felt?
"Don't be surprised!" Li Ding'an took a sip of tea slowly, "Have you ever heard of the wind blowing a train off the tracks?"

Nonsense, there are trees that can make people waist thick, and winds that can even blow up an entire house, but that's just what I heard.

But this time, it's happening right in front of you?
After living for so many years, they realized for the first time that "flying sand and moving rocks" and "blocking the sky and sun" are not adjectives.

This is the power of heaven and earth...

"How could this be?"

"There are many reasons, such as too little vegetation, soil desertification, low humidity, etc. The main reason is that the weather is getting warmer, the surface is warming, the frozen soil sand is thawing, and coupled with the control of Siberian high-pressure cold air, strong winds are formed, which promotes sandstorms."

"here?"

"No!" Li Ding'an pointed north, "Mongolia."

Northeastern Mongolia is a little better, close to Lake Baikal, with humid air and more vegetation. The south, especially the three provinces bordering Inner Mongolia, are all boundless desert and Gobi. One province covers hundreds of thousands of square kilometers and has a population of just over 10,000. How bad is the environment?

Wang Yongqian frowned: "How can we investigate the weather like this?"

Li Ding'an said slowly: "Don't worry, strong winds like this are only seen a few times a year, and they won't last long. They will stop in a few hours."

Wang Yongqian breathed a sigh of relief, but felt something was wrong: "You mean there is still Xiao Feng?"

"Of course there are, and there are many thieves, but they are usually only level seven or eight, and you can last until the first ten levels!"

Level 7 or 8, your name is Xiaofeng? The wind is blowing at Level 10, do you want to hold on till the end?

A group of people didn't know what to say.

"You are a thief, Duoduo?"

"It lasts for more than nine months throughout the year. Of course, it's not scraping every day, but all the time. It's probably three days and one day off, three or four hours a day!"

Wang Yongqian almost breathed a sigh of relief: Listening to your tone, do you mean that nine months a year are missing?

Everyone was stunned: How can we go out to work in this weather?

"Don't worry, you won't kill anyone!"

Li Ding'an paused for a moment, then grinned again, "Of course, like the old dean and several lesbians: they are all as thin as sticks, and they will be blown away if the wind is stronger. So I advise you , it’s better to return to Beijing early..."

Lu Benzhi said "ha", and four or five pairs of eyes, led by Yu Huiyin, came over.

He Anbang thought for a while: "Can we go back to Hunshan first and come back when the wind stops?"

"No!" Li Ding'an shook his head, "Because you don't know when the wind will stop."

Lao He was silent.

It blows for three days and stops for one day. Who can say exactly when the wind will stop?

It is more than 1,400 kilometers from here to the Hunshan Ancient City Camp, of which the road is only about 1,000 kilometers, and it takes more than 20 hours to drive. When the wind stops, the day lilies will be cold.

Take a helicopter ride?

Don't be kidding: with such strong wind, a fighter jet can blow you down...

"But the environment is too harsh!"

"The conditions are like this, we can only find ways to overcome them!"

Li Ding'an sighed, "The border guard station has been built here for decades. Aren't the soldiers still patrolling?"

If compared with border guards, everyone standing here would have to be thrown away. Of course, the social division of labor is different and the daily working environment is different, so it is not easy to make a comparison.

But on the other hand, isn’t Li Dingan also engaged in research?

When he thought about the temperature of more than 30 degrees below zero, he wrapped himself in a torn cotton coat and sat on the top of the mountain all night. Others were impressed.

Come on, just go ahead and do it, just think of it as experiencing the style outside the Great Wall...

Everyone is in his place, each performing his duties. Those who look up information check information, and those who draw maps draw maps. "Forget it, let's take a day off, just treat it as a holiday from God, and eat mutton hot pot for lunch!"

"yeah……"

"Long live Teacher Li..."

Li Ding'an waved his hand and left the conference room.

He Anbang and Wang Yongqian looked at each other and followed.

The three of them returned to the nearby office.

"Isn't this difficult?" Wang Yongqian frowned, "The suffering of people is only secondary, the key is how to do excavation and research?"

He Anbang also nodded: "If it's easier to do here, it's just to spend more money, build a few more layers of windproof walls, and build the shelter stronger. If it's in the north, with the weather and environment, let alone research, Even excavation is problematic.”

It's really troublesome. Just talk about the wind. It's estimated that just one meter was dug during the day, and after one night, it will be filled up to 70 or 80 centimeters by the wind and sand.

Perhaps as soon as the top surface of the ruins was blown away, a sudden gust of wind covered it again with sand.

Not to mention research: the more high-tech the instrument, the more brittle it is. If you dare to use it in the open air, it will be destroyed on the spot...

Li Ding'an exclaimed: "We haven't found it yet, why do you think so far?"

He Anbang clapped his hands: "The problem is that even if you look for it, it's not that easy to find?"

"It shouldn't be difficult. I guess it's easier than Qinglong Mountain..."

Li Ding'an thought for a while: "First, the mountain is obvious and the direction is clear. Second, the scale and area of ​​the site must be very large, and there are definitely many traces left... It doesn't have to be like Qinglong Mountain. The main formation is only a few hundred square meters, and there are still hidden treasures." Being in a cave is like finding a needle in a haystack..."

"Will it be buried under the sand like the ancient city of Hunshan?"

"Nine times out of ten, it would be easier to find that way. It's just a matter of calculating based on the mountain topography and ancient river channels, and then exploring point by point. I'm just a little afraid..."

"what?"

Li Ding'an paused for a moment: "I'm just afraid...it won't be built!"

Wang Yongqian was stunned for a moment, and his heart thumped.

It was impossible for him to say something, but the words came to his throat and his mouth felt like it was blocked.

I just said it was too difficult to excavate, but what about the construction?

The weather and environment are so bad that survival here would be a problem even in terms of productivity in ancient times.

Build an array, or even build a city...how to build it?
After thinking for a long time, his lips moved twice: "Could it be..."

Li Ding'an looked at him subconsciously: "What?"

Wang Yongqian thought for a while and shook his head: "Nothing."

He originally wanted to ask if it might not be here, but when he thought of the first two ruins, he felt that asking this question was completely unnecessary.

Rather than questioning Li Ding'an's professionalism, it would be better to scold this damn place and the bad weather.

"Look for it first!"

Li Ding'an was in a good mood, "It's just a random guess. It must have been built. It's just a matter of whether it was built or not!"

If the magic circle is not built, there is a high probability that there will be no cultural relics... What is the difference between this and not building it?
The two sighed again.

Suddenly, the office door was knocked twice, and Xiao Jing stood at the door: "Teacher Li, the wind has stopped. The station leader has prepared a donation ceremony and invites you to participate!"

"I won't go!"

"The main thing is to ask you to have a word with the children!"

"Is that so?"

Li Ding'an thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll get down right away!"

Xiao Jing nodded and closed the door.

He Anbang was confused: "What donation ceremony?"

"We live in other people's houses, eat other people's food, and use other people's offices. We can't have sex for nothing, right?" Li Ding'an was wearing a coat. "So Deputy Director Yan brought a batch of supplies to the border defense station in the name of a donation from the Civil Affairs Department. "

"The District Civil Affairs Department has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Oh, I donated a library to the school."

What the hell?
"how much did you spend?"

"Not much, over a million!"

He Anbang and Wang Yongqian looked at each other, not knowing whether to say more or not. (End of chapter)